By Mister-X / Spartan

“Bobby, could you do me a favor?”

“Name it, Russ.”

“We’re having a bondage party over at the Hermans’ place out on Old Middlefield Road. You know where it is, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“I’ve got Jerry bound and gagged in my apartment, all restraints locked. I’ve got the keys with me. He wanted to get started early. I need someone to get him and bring him here. Can you do it?”

“I’ve got the time and the wheels with gas. But I don’t have a key to your place.”

“I left a spare under the doormat. You’ll need someone else to help you. Get Harry. And just for kicks, make like you’re burglars and you’re breaking into my place. Put on some dark clothes and wear those ski mask hoods you’ve got. That way Jerry won’t know that you’re bringing him here. He’ll think you’re kidnapping him.”

“Got it. That should be fun. Have you got enough gear for Harry and me as well?”

“Sure.”

I got off the phone and called Harry. He was game when I told him what was up. I changed clothes and drove to Harry’s to pick him up. Then both of us drove to Russ’ place and went up to the front door. We took a flashlight along and put our hoods on before we left the car. We looked under the doormat and found the key. We got the front door opened with it and went inside. Bobby thought ‘that was easy.’

 

* * *

 

“Doris, I just saw some burglars go into Russ Cochran’s place. Get the police on the phone.”

Doris dialed the number and handed the phone to her husband. “Hello, New Island police? This is Victor Fleming of the Palms neighborhood watch. I just saw some burglars go into a place here. The address is (omitted). They’re driving a dark Chevrolet, license plates (omitted). They’re still in the house. You can catch them if you hurry. Wait a minute! They’re coming out now. And they’re carrying another guy who is bound and gagged. He seems to be fighting them, not wanting to be taken. They’re taking him to their car. They opened the trunk of their car and put him in. One of them is hurrying back to the house and is closing the front door, locking it, and putting the key under the doormat where they’d found it. The other one got into the driver’s seat and has started up the car. The door closer got in the passenger’s side and they’re leaving. Again, the license number is (omitted) and it’s a dark Chevrolet.”

“Wow, that was quite a story to listen to. I hope they catch them. I wonder who the guy was that they took out.”

“I don’t know. I know it wasn’t Russ Cochran. I would recognize him. At least we did our good deed for the day. I’ll have to report this at our next neighborhood watch meeting.

 

* * *

 

Bobby had gotten to Old Middlefield Road and turned off onto it. He had about 15 miles to go yet to get to the Hermans’ place. He and Harry were joking about their part in Jerry’s ‘kidnapping.’ At least, that’s what they made Jerry think they were doing. They wondered about stopping along the way and driving into the woods a little way, opening the trunk and talking over where they should dump him. They were absorbed in the possibilities when Bobby suddenly noticed a red light in his rear view mirror. He pulled over.

When the officer came up, he said, “Surely I wasn’t exceeding the speed limit, officer.”

The officer had his gun drawn and said, “get out of the car and put your hands in the air.” Both Bobby and Harry were shocked to hear this. Harry looked to his side and saw another officer with his gun pointed at him. They both got out with their hands in the air.

“Get against the car with your feet spread and your hands spread apart with palms on the car.”

The two obeyed on opposite sides of the car. The two were patted down for weapons, and had their hands cuffed behind them. They were both taken to the police car. Harry was put in the back seat, but the officer with Bobby said, “where is the key to your trunk?”

At that point Bobby knew something was up. He got a smile and asked, “did Russ put you up to this?”

The officer said, “this is not a joke. You’re in big trouble. Now where’s the key to your trunk?”

“It’s on the key ring with the ignition key, still in the ignition. But all I was doing was picking up a guy to transport him to a party. He’s in the trunk, bound and gagged.”

The officer opened the back of their car and put Bobby in alongside Harry. Once the back doors of the police car are closed they cannot be opened from the inside. Both Bobby and Harry were starting to get hard-ons from the cuffs.

The officer went to the trunk while his partner kept an eye on the two. The officer opened the trunk and found Jerry. He looked up at the officer and smiled. The officer helped him out of the car, and when he saw that his restraints were locked on, he said “wait here” and came back to the police car. He opened the back door and said to Bobby, “I’ll need the keys to his cuffs and gag.”

“I don’t have them. Russ Cochran does.”

The officer thought a minute, and called in, “I’m on Middlefield Road about 4 miles up from where it intersects New Island Road. I’ll need a backup. I’ve got the kidnappers.”

When Bobby and Harry heard him call them ‘kidnappers,’ they looked at each other and said, “no way.”

But the officer wasn’t near enough to hear this. He had walked up to Jerry and said, “you’ll have to wait here. Apparently those two don’t have the keys to your restraints. But I’ll ask you one question, and you can either nod your head up and down for a ‘yes,’ or shake it back and forth for a ‘no.’ Were you being kidnapped?”

Jerry nodded his head up and down.

The officer said, “that’s what I thought,” and walked back to his patrol car. He told his partner to wait here with the victim, that he was taking the two suspects in to be booked.

When Bobby and Harry heard that they were to be arrested, they both looked at each other. Harry said first, “you’ve got it all wrong, officer.”

The officer just started reading them their rights, saying that they had the right to remain silent, that anything they said can and would be used against them. On hearing that, they both decided to remain silent, since they were going to be arrested anyway, and what they had to say could wait.

The officer took off with Bobby and Harry, siren wailing.

When they got to the city police headquarters to be booked, they found a crowd. Apparently there had been a party that had gotten out of hand and a fight broke out. The pair were kept in the car until all the others had been booked and charged. It was quite a busy night.

While they were alone, Harry said, “a fine mess you got me into, Bobby.”

“I’m in it, too. Wait’ll I get hold of Russ Cochran. But he’s up at the Hermans’ waiting for all three of us.”

 

* * *

 

Russ was wondering aloud, “what’s keeping them? They should be here by now. I don’t understand what could go wrong. We’ll have to delay the party until they can get here.”

Meanwhile, back at police headquarters, the wild party group had been taken care of and Bobby and Harry could be taken in and processed. The arresting officer got another to help him, and they opened the back door of the police car and pulled them out, taking them in to be booked.

The officer at the desk took Bobby first. “Name?” Bobby told him. “Address?” Bobby told him. The officer looked up and said, “aren’t you Clem Haskin’s son? He’s going to be mighty surprised to see his son being arrested.” He turned to the arresting officer and asked, “what’s the charge?”

“Kidnapping.”

The desk officer let out a whistle, looked at Bobby, shook his head, and wrote that down. Then he gave a copy of the paperwork to an officer standing alongside and told him to go process Bobby into the jail. The officer took Bobby’s arm and started walking him into the facility. Bobby was still cuffed. They went through a locked door and started down a corridor. Bobby realized that he was now going to be in jail. He was getting worried, and his cock was getting harder.

The officer at the desk took Harry next. “Name?” and went through the same process with him. Before long Harry was being taken down the corridor and through the locked door into the jail. The officer told the officer taking him to be sure to keep the two separated.

By now Russ Cochran was getting worried and called the hospital to see if any of the three of them had been reported being admitted. None of them had, of course.

At this time another police car drove up to the jail with Jerry. He was still cuffed and gagged. He was taken inside and told to wait. Bobby had finally been processed, given his jail uniform, and was put in a cell. Almost immediately he was summoned to be questioned by the arresting officer. He had to be cuffed again to be taken to the interrogation room. When he got there he was told that he had the right to have an attorney present, but he declined. He was sat down, still with cuffs on his wrists behind his back, as was the jail policy when transporting a prisoner.

Officer, after turning on tape recorder setting on the table: “This interrogation is being recorded. It is starting at 2118 hours on October 31. It is between myself, Officer Reginald Forsyth, and the prisoner Robert Haskins. I have already read Mr. Haskins his Miranda rights, and have told him that he has the right to have an attorney of his choosing present, but he has declined. Is that right Mr. Haskins?”

“Yes. But this is all a misunderstanding.”

“I’ll be the judge of that, and I’ll ask the questions.   Now, did you on the evening of October 31 break into the home of Russ Cochran at (address omitted)?”

“I entered the home after picking up the key from under the doormat where Russ Cochran told me I would find it.”

“Did you and Harry Guardino remove one Gerald Smith from Mr. Cochran’s home and put him in the trunk of your car?”

“I did, since Russ Cochran told me to do so.”

“I see. And where was Russ Cochran when he told you to kidnap Gerald Smith?”

“Russ Cochran is at the Hermans’ place up on Old Middlefield Road where he is having a bondage party to which all three of us were invited, only Harry and I were to pretend that we were kidnapping Jerry to take him there.”

“This interview is now terminated at 2127 hours on October 31.”

Turning to the officer who was standing at the door, the arresting officer said, “keep the prisoner here while I go arrest Russ Cochran.” Bobby let out a gasp when he heard that, and the officer turned to him and said, “you’re the one who said that Russ Cochran told you to kidnap Gerald Smith.” Having said that, he left.

The arresting officer, outside, saw that his partner was back, and told him to get in the car and he would fill him in on what they were going to do. They took off with siren wailing.

It took some time to drive the distance to the Hermans’ place, and when they got there and pounded on the door, announcing to open up, that it was the police, there was stunned silence in the house. Mrs. Herman, dressed as a vampire, opened the door. The arresting officer walked in and announced, “is Russ Cochran present?”

A 50-year-old man dressed all in leathers stepped forward and said, “I’m Russ Cochran.”

The officer told him to face the wall and put his hands up high, spreading them and his feet. Russ Cochran did as ordered, the officer patted him down, and cuffed him behind his back. He read him his Miranda rights. Russ finally said, “I don’t understand. What’s the charge?”

“Kidnapping.”

“Preposterous.”

“We’ll be the judge of that. Come with me downtown where you will be booked.”

The officers put Russ in the back seat and left. The others at the party were pretty stunned with what happened.

When the officers got to the jail, they took Russ Cochran in to be booked. He went through the same routine that Bobby and Harry had gone through earlier. When he was processed and issued his jail uniform, he was taken to the room where the officer had interrogated Bobby, cuffed as Bobby still was.

When Russ was brought into the room, he saw Bobby and asked, “what have you been telling them?”

“The truth. But they don’t want to believe it.”

The arresting officer turned on the tape recorder, again giving the time and date, stated who was present, and asked Russ, “do you have the keys to the cuffs and gag that are on Gerald Smith?”

“Yes, of course. I put them on him.”

“Ah, so you admit that. Where are the keys?”

“They’re with the contents of my pants, which are now kept somewhere in this facility.”

The officer told the other officer at the door to bring Russ Cochran’s personal contents when he was processed to the interrogation room. They all waited silently for the officer to do so, recorder still running. When the officer returned he put the envelope on the table. The arresting officer opened it, and dumped out the contents on the table, clothes and all. He pawed through the contents and separated out the keys. “Which ones are the keys to the restraints on Gerald Smith?”

Russ looked at the various keys and said which ones were the appropriate keys. The arresting officer then told the other officer to bring Gerald Smith into the room. There was another silent wait while the officer did so. When Jerry was in the room he saw Russ, and calmed down. The arresting officer picked up the keys and tried them on Jerry’s gag and cuffs, found that they fit, but kept them locked on! He said for the recording, “the keys in possession of Russ Cochran fit the restraints on Gerald Smith. This confirms his statement that he was the one to put Mr. Smith into the restraints. There doesn’t seem to be any further information that can be gained by continuing this interrogation, so it is ended at 1019 hours on October 31.” With that, the officer turned off the recorder.

He told the other officer in the room to go get Harold Guardino, the other prisoner in the case. Everyone was wondering what was going on. When Harry joined them, also having his hands cuffed behind him as was the policy at the jail, the arresting officer ordered him to sit as well.

He started in, “I’m tired of you people believing that you have the right to take someone bound and gagged out of a house and put them in a car trunk, driving off with them, looking for all the world to anyone observing you that you are kidnapping them. You may think it’s a fun thing to do, but it caused us police to spend a lot of wasted time on this nonsense. I’m going to keep you in those cuffs, all four of you, and put you in a real jail cell to spend the night, separate from each other. And I’m going to have the other three of you gagged as well. Maybe then you can realize that what you are doing should be kept indoors and not out in public. Otherwise, the kidnapping charges will be dropped. Officer, get some gags, and make them tight. And get four sets of ankle cuffs as well that have a connecting chain. Put those on them after they are in their cells after wrapping the connecting chain over their handcuffs so that they will be in a hog tie.” With that, the arresting officer left the interrogation room, knowing that that is something they would like.

The four looked at each other, and Bobby, while he could still speak, said, “It looks like we’re going to get what we wanted to have tonight. And we’ll be kept that way all night in a real jail cell. I don’t know about you, but I’m looking forward to it. Maybe we can do this again next year. Happy Halloween.”

 

Metal would like to thank Mr X for this story!