The Shackler (1035 hits)
Category: UberMadness! EntryRating: 2 on 3 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by Joedaddy (View user info) at 2006-09-26 04:59:45 EDT
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I awoke out of a stupor to find that my world had been literally turned upside down.
Someone has chained my feet together and I'm hanging naked, and helpless, in front of a man who obviously intends to do me great harm.
I couldn't see his face or eyes from my uncomfortable, and painful position, and even though I'm the youngest, and probably not the brightest of my family, the blood-soaked apron and the two gigantic knifes that filled the hands of my soon to be tormentor told me that my future was more than likely fucked.
My neck feels like someone drove a bolt through it. There's blood running down the length of my body and into my eyes, from the bindings on my legs, but I find myself concentrating on the how and why I got here rather the pain.
What in the hell did I do to deserve this?
**
I remembered going with my family, and a few of their friends, up to our favorite meadow.
It was an easy half-a-mile walk from the ranch house, and featured a great pond to wade and splash around in.
I was the youngest and would spend all day in the water, and when it got really hot, during the mid-day, some of the others would wade in and I would torment the hell out of them.
It was great fun because I was young, fast and had unmatchable moves in the water.
The others would usually tire of chasing me and would retreat to the shade of one of the trees that surrounded the pond.
**
A few of us got hungry and I remember walking back towards the ranch house when the smell of fresh delivered take-out wafted over the hill.
When the smell hit our nostrils everyone started high stepping the road back and that's when a big gray truck appeared in cloud of dust out of nowhere.
I didn't recognize the person that was driving and whether it was instinct or family taught, I somehow knew that it was not safe to get into a strangers vehicle.
Unfortunately, the rumblings in my stomach and the mad rush of the others to get into the back of the truck, and be the first to arrive at the ranch, and the food, trumped my better judgment.
The driver of the truck didn't even slow down as he passed both the ranch and then the town.
The mood was somber as we got on the interstate traveling toward a setting sun.
Everyone in the back of the truck seemed to settle down and accept whatever fate lay before him or her and I was no exception.
I was watching everything through a crack in one of the side panels when we finally pulled up next to a giant building.
**
The pushing and shoving started in earnest the second the truck's tailgate dropped.
We were forced into forming a line that would stop and start, stop and start, seemingly cued each time by a loud bang.
We did not have any clothes on so it was no fun being the smallest because from that point on, the only thing I had in front of my face was the bare ass of the captive standing in front of me.
As I got closer to the sound, the line stopped once again but this time, instead of a bare ass smacking me in the face, the fucking animal in front of me let loose his bowels which covered my head with piss and shit temporarily blinding me.
What an asshole.
In the next second he was gone, but for the first time, a space opened up in front of me.
To get the crap off I started to shake my head from left to right, but before I could complete the motion I was once again pushed from the rear which confined any additional movement.
That's when something slammed into my neck and everything went black.
**
So here I am, hanging upside down, wondering what the fuck is next and I hear:
"Hey Joe Bob!"
"He's still alive!"
"You want to stop the line?"
Now I'm thinking Fuck Yeah! What do I have to do to get out of this mess I'm in?
But he wasn't talking to me.
Unspeakable things were about to happen to my body and all I could say was:
"O Moo!"
User Reviews
Submitted by RoadSong (user info) at 2009-03-23 09:00:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Damn right
Submitted by lungfish (user info) at 2007-12-23 01:47:28 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Right back at ya (including the dog-breath bit).
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2007-06-05 12:38:00 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2