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"Will you teach me to wink" Toby whispered in John's ear.
John nodded and slowly winked. Toby attempted to do the same, but he was doing it with both of his eyes. In other words, the kid was blinking, not winking.
"Toby, watch me," said Billy as he winked at the little dude.
The young boy tried again, quite a few times unsuccessfully. "Oh dammit!"
"Hey now.! Don't use that word." John said behind his gag. When Toby responded with, "I'm sowy John." Cena was amazed that the kid could understand him through the tight cloth.
John made more muffled sounds as he asked for his gag to be removed.
"Are you asking us to take that out of your mouth?" inquired Billy.
John nodded emphatically. "Mphlease." he begged.
"I don't know about that." said Billy. "Chris will be really mad." Billy felt sorry for the man. He had to be uncomfortable and thirsty. "What the heck." he thought." No one will hear him if he yells anyway."
"Ok Mr. Cena. If you yell, I'll put it back on you. Got it?" John nodded at the young teen.
Since Toby was on his lap, he beat Billy to the job. He pulled the cloth out of John's mouth. Cena coughed a little. Toby, noticing the red marks that the gag had made at the corners of Cena's mouth, gently rubbed them with his thumbs.
"Thank you." John said to the boys. Toby smiled that warm smile again and slid off of Cena's lap. He sat down on the floor and looked up at Christopher's prisoner.
"Try closing one eye, keep it closed, then close and open the other one quickly." instructed the pro wrestler. Toby did try, and did a decent job of it. "Not bad at all Toby. Not bad. If you keep practicing, you'll be able to do it without closing one eye." Toby was beaming with pride.
Billy brought a cup and held it to John's mouth. Cena had extreme cotton mouth for obvious reasons, and he gulped the water that was in the cup. "Much obliged." he said to Billy.
The sound of footsteps, and distant conversation came from outside. Billy placed the gag back in John's mouth, but did not tighten it. "Don't tell on us please."
Chris, Sammy, and Tyler entered the room carrying several bags.
"Oh. What did you bring? What did you bring?" Toby asked.
"You'll see little one." answered Christopher. He looked at Billy. "How did our guest do?
Billy answered, "Everything was fine."
The leader walked over to where John was bound. He tested the wrestler's bonds. "This gag is not as tight as I left it."
Billy and Toby looked at each other nervously. Then they looked at John. John spit the now loosened cloth out of his mouth and said quickly, "I've been working at it with my tongue, and finally got it loose. I've been trying to get these two to take it off, but they wouldn't."
Toby winked at John correctly when Chris was not looking. John was delighted that the little fellow had accomplished the wink. He smiled at the boy, who smiled right back at him.
"Wait a minute." thought John. "What am I thinking? Am I experiencing The Stockholm Syndrome or something?