DrMad Max Mud Story Continued Chapter 6

maxcita - Dr.Mad Max Mud Story Continued Chapter 6 Author: maxcita
Title: Dr.Mad Max Mud Story Continued Chapter 6
Date: 24 March 2015

Chapter 6 - Max Wrap
Max could not see, nor hear that well, while his wrists were not tied he could go nowhere unable to see or use his hands to grasp on to things. The challengers stood Max up and helped him up the basement stairs and out the side door. They guided Max around the house and back to the rear of the detached garage. Max could hear lumber being moved and the challengers voices directing something. Max was grabbed and pushed forward until he felt a piece of wood pushing on his thighs. They stopped him and turned him around. His right hand was pulled forward. He could feel rope being wrapped around his wrist. This time he noted that with each wrap around the wrist they knotted the rope. He counted 6 wraps of rope and 6 knots. He would need to remember this for his escape. They let go of that hand and did the same to the left arm. He was expecting that they would try and tie his hands behind him, guessing as to whether this was to be a hog tie, or would he be tied to a tree.
Max felt a boot kicking at his ankles. That was the cue to put the feet together, He did. Someone was at his ankles tying them with a long rope. He counted 8 wraps around his ankles. Then it took a few minutes as the rope was wrapped between the legs and pulled tight. He thought this was great and began to lose the feeling of his earlier disappointment.
Next he felt rope being wrapped around his legs, just above the knee. Only 4 wraps this time, but still it was cinched between the legs pulling the legs tightly together. Max felt them knot the rope behind the knees. Nice touch he thought. They did the same with rope just below the knees too. Max had his wrists tied with rope but they were not anchored to anything yet. "What are they doing?" He actually mumbled to himself. The challengers heard Max make a noise. They stopped momentarily to ask if there was a problem? Max indicated no. The challengers continued.
Max now felt his right hand being anchored at the side of his waist. In fact they had tied the wrist rope to the rope around his waist. Max took a mental note and decided that this was going to be a moderately easy escape, if they tied the other wrist the same way. They did. He moved his wrists and could sense that a double knot held his wrist against the waist rope. It was easy to escape by rotating the wrist so the fingers could reach the knot, loosen the knot to get some slack and then slip the rope off the wrist. Once one loop was off the other knotted rope would easily loosen off. "No big deal, an hour and I am out." He thought given he had been in this situation several times before.
Next he felt 3 wraps of rope around his biceps. It was knotted. The same for the other arm. "Hmm, what are they doing?" Max turned the mental imaging up a notch to try and visualize what was going on. Max would mentally picture each rope and knot, even though he was blindfolded he could tell what it would look like. Then, the challengers threaded another rope through the 3 coils of rope around the biceps of one arm then the other. This rope was then pulled tight, very tight in fact. His biceps were pressed against his body and pulled back too. Now his wrists and hands were immobilized. There was no slack at all to move the wrists or the hands. Max tried to picture what was being done: they were doing the biceps rope up in the middle of the back. Now they were crisscrossing the ends of the biceps rope across the shoulders around the neck, through the armpit. It was being tied off in the middle of the back but high up. Max considered that it would certainly be out of reach of hands, if he could get them free. Limiting the mobility of the elbows and hence upper arm makes escape very difficult.
Max began to wonder if he could escape now. It would be luck depending on what more they would do. Max had no knowledge of what was going to happen. He trusted these guys. He knew each very well and had played intense risky games with each of them. His trust was absolute, he trusted less his own ability to not panic.
It seemed that an hour had gone by since he was first captured. Indeed it had and was actually an hour and twenty minutes later. Max was still standing leaning against the edge of something. He felt one hand on his shoulder, but heard none of the others. A few minutes later Max detected a faint shuffle of feet and the characteristic snap of beer cans. Now he felt hands on his head. The padded rubber hood was now being put on, then off. They forgot the gag and pulled it out. Max said nothing despite the freedom. The hood took a little time to fit over the thinner hood, the wet latex would stick to the other hood. Positioned and comfy it was zipped up. He felt the army hood being pulled up and over the latex hood. The drawstrings were pulled, the opening adjusted and then the strings were pulled again. Max could feel them pulling the drawstrings tight to close over the face opening of the hood. When they were done only a one inch hole was left to make an airway through the two inner hoods. No gag this time. The drawstring was long. Max felt the knot being tied tightly in front to make sure the opening did not loosen. Then the drawstring ends were pulled to the back of Max's neck and knotted.
Max was surprised when he felt another collar being put around his neck. "What was this for, he thought?" He guessed they had pulled out his 2 " leather collar from his toy bag. He could then feel them threading the hood' s draw string trough something and then knotting to the rear collar d-ring. In fact they had passed one end of the drawstring through all the d-rings and then tied it off. Undoing knots in thin rope needed finger dexterity and patience. Max would not get the collar or the army hood off unless he had bare hands to work the tight knots loose.
Now another rope was felt being threaded though each of the 4 collar d-rings. This time it was knotted in the back. A leather collar is safer against choking than rope. Even though rope was used it would be less likely to choke the person being passed through the rings and just held against the leather collar. Still it seems unusual to Max to go to this tedious exercise just to make sure he couldn't escape. Max realized that they were going to try a no-escape bondage. Well better this than nothing Max thought.
(Tedious as it was with all the rope and knots, the challengers seemed to enjoy their rope work. They were horny too, knowing what they had planned for Max, even though at this point Max thought he had missed his chance for the burial.)