Chapter 2

"Ugh!" Moses struggled to get to his feet. "What the hell's goin' on?"

He looked around, immediately noticing that Jay was gone. "Did Jay get out and leave me here?"

Then a revelation struck him as he remembered what had happened, and the last thing that Jay said before they were knocked out: Solon.

"Jay's been kidnapped!?" Moses exclaimed. "That bastard!"

He hastily climbed out of the pit. "Giet! Come here, Giet!"

Within seconds, the red grand galf came running to Moses' side.

"All right, Giet! I knew you were nearby! Listen, we gotta go save Jay! Are ya ready?"

"Woof!" Giet responded.

Moses went to pick up Jay's Norma clothes that had been left on the ground. "Here, Giet, get a whiff of Jay's scent."

Giet sniffed at the clothing, then barked again.

"All right, let's go!" Moses called. "No one takes Jay away from Moses Sandor and gets away with it!"

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Solon stood in the bedroom of the bandits' lair admiring his handiwork. Jay the Unseen lay in the bed still unconscious. He still wore the silky pink dress, his limbs were now tied to the bedposts, and he was still gagged.

Cashel entered the room. "He's still unconscious? I'm getting tired of waiting!"

"Yes, but the anticipation will make it much sweeter when he awakens," Solon responded.

"This anticipation is killing me! It's like sitting down to a turkey dinner and not even being able to eat the turkey!"

Solon burst out laughing. "Amusing! In fact, it even gives me an idea. You have my gratitude, Cashel." He grinned as he gazed down upon the boy's unconscious body. "I can hardly wait to go at him myself."

"So how exactly do we start?"

"First, I start off with some taunts. I play with his mind, implying what I might do to him. That will leave him to wonder If I'm actually going to do what I've implied."

"Ah yes, that'll scare him stiff!" Cashel glanced at Jay now. "I wonder why he's wearing that dress?"

Solon shrugged. "Apparently, Moses' mind is twisted in its own way. I thought he'd make a fine partner, but he refused to join me. Perhaps I should start keeping a closer eye on Moses."

"He's just a stupid bandit."

"Jay doesn't seem to enjoy being in that dress...so I'll be glad to remove it for him."

Cashel gave him an odd look. "You undress your victims? What's the point of that?"

"It's something I discovered recently. After the victim is undressed, they feel humiliated, exposed, and vulnerable. When I last played with Jay, I undressed him while he was still unconscious. This time I want him to be awake when I undress him." As he said this, Solon took his sword, carefully sliding it down Jay's body.

At that moment, Jay let out a soft moan behind his gag.

"Ah...my apprentice awakens," Solon remarked.

Jay opened his eyes slowly. It didn't take long to realize his situation. He was wearing the pretty pink dress, tied up and gagged at the mercy of two sadistic ninjas. Jay could only wonder why he was stuck in this position.

Solon and Cashel stood on either side of the bed, leering down at him.

"Hello, Jay," Solon said coldly.

"Were you wondering when I would take revenge on you for bringing about my downfall?" Cashel asked. "Well, today's the day!"

Jay's eyes widened as he jerked hard on his restraints. He gave up when both Solon and Cashel laughed at him.

"It's invigorating just to watch him struggle, isn't it, Cashel?" Solon asked.

"Yes, very much so," Cashel agreed.

"Don't worry, Jay," Solon said. "What we have in store for you is going to be wonderful. You see, Cashel and I got a little...hungry, so to speak. And there's no one better than you who can satisfy our appetite. Yes...we are going to feast well today."

What the hell are they trying to do!? Jay thought.

"First of all, we must prepare him," Solon told Cashel. "Inject him with the right flavors, and warm him up carefully so that he'll come out plump and juicy."

What is he talking about?

Solon reached out and began to caress Jay's body. "I begin with a few light strokes of his body, just to emphasize that I am the one in control here. Notice how he's reacting?"

Cashel watched as Jay twisted himself as much as he could, trying to escape from the unwanted touch. "Yes, I see it."

"Now you try."

"Very well."

I can't believe it... Jay thought. They're just using me as a guinea pig!

He continued to squirm as Cashel looked down at him for another moment. Then Cashel reached down and began to caress Jay's body in a similar manner. Jay struggled once again, but the restraints still kept him tightly bound. He gave up, dropping himself on the bed.

"Do you feel it, Cashel?" Solon asked. "Do you feel the ecstacy as you dominate over him?"

Cashel smiled behind his mask. "Yes, I do."

"Perfect..."

"Mmph!!" Jay let out a muffled scream as he gave his bonds another hard jerk.

Solon turned to him. "What's the matter, Jay? Do you not like being touched? Well, too bad. Cashel and I have much more exciting things planned for you. Heh heh..."

"Yes, and we're very excited about it," Cashel added.

"So you might as well get used to being touched, since there is absolutely nothing you can do about it!" Solon lightly gripped Jay's left thigh, then slid his hand up his body again until he reached his face. He then pulled his hand back and gave Jay a violent slap to the face.

"Ooh, that had to hurt," Cashel said.

"Don't be afraid to cause some pain every now and then," Solon told him. "In fact, later will entail quite a bit of pain."

Jay's eyes widened as he breathed heavy breaths.

"See how our little friend quivers with anticipation?" Solon pointed out.

"Yes..." Cashel replied. "It seems the anticipation is as painful for him as it was for us. I love it!"

He reached down to stroke Jay's body again. Jay looked away from him, crying out in disgust. Cashel turned Jay's head to face him, then threw a backfist to his face.

"Hmm?" Solon looked up at the window. "I sense something..."

Cashel looked up as well. "I sense it also."

Although Jay couldn't speak with his gag, he too sensed the same thing.

Solon went to the window to see what he was sensing. "It's that bandit!"

"What!?"

Jay's eyes widened again. Moses!

As much as he hated the thought, he was very much hoping that Moses would get him out of this predicament.

Solon turned back to the captive apprentice. "What are you thinking, Jay? Are you thinking that the idiot bandit is going to barge in here and save you? Well, we can't let that happen. So we're going to have to move to a new location."

Which means they'll have to untie me, Jay thought. Once they do, I can break free and rendezvous with Moses.

Unfortunately, Solon knew better than to simply untie him. He pulled out a white cloth, pouring some chloroform onto it. "Sweet dreams, Jay."

Jay made a final attempt to break his restraints as Solon pressed the cloth onto his face. Jay shook his head, but he could not escape the fumes which eventually led to his system. Jay closed his eyes softly as he slipped into unconsciousness.

"All right, Cashel, let's go!" Solon called.

"Yes!" Cashel responded.

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Moses dashed into the hideout with Giet at his side. He immediately rushed to the top floor, the best place for keeping captives. However, when he checked both rooms on the top floor, he found that they were both empty.

"He ain't here!" Moses said. "Damn it all! Giet, are you sure this is where he was?"

Giet gave a whimper in response.

Moses sighed. "I'm sorry, Giet. It's just that...I really care about Jay. I'd never forgive myself if somethin' happened to him. Come on, Giet...let use that scent tracker of yours to find him."

"Woof!" Giet became upbeat again.

"Yaaah!" Moses leaped out the window and hit the ground rolling in front of the entrance. Giet leaped through the window as well, landing deftly on his feet. From there, Giet began sniffing the ground, leading Moses away from the hideout.