A rats tale

Chris got back to Tyler's at 11. He pulled right up the drive this time and parked In the garage, the last space he'd not really explored. Tyler's car wasn't there so he must've gone out, brave boy, thought Chris, with that collar locked on.

The garage had room in it for three cars. One bay is walled off and inside it Tyler has converted an old work pit into two underground cells complete with chains and restraints. Upstairs Tyler has got another fetish room, this one with military uniforms and camo gear.

Once Chris had finished exploring he headed over the gravel drive to the house, letting himself in with the key he stole earlier, he had a look around, Tyler was definitely not in the house, it was all pretty tidy though, he must've been stressing and tidied. Chris picked up his phone and checked Tyler's location, ah the Kings Arms. Nice and public Chris chuckled to himself.

Chris left the PC on in the study and walked into the lounge, it was then that he heard footsteps on the gravel drive. Fuck he thought, who could that be.

He ducked down, luckily the lounge was still in the dark, he crept towards the window and poked his head round the curtain.

Dave walked slowly up the drive, hands tucked in his pockets, hood up and head down. He had overheard the Skype call earlier and recognised both voices. He had no intention of letting Chris take charge of the gang - and taking him down would help getting promotion. He fingered the knife in his pocket. He was sure Tyler and Chris would be asleep. He'd sneak in, find a way to tie them up and then call Skinboss. He tried to decide how to get in & decided to go around the back & try the rear window.

Chris saw a hooded figure, wearing black, he couldn't make out the face but he saw him heading around the back, Chris slipped out of the lounge and into the hall, there were two back doors, he wondered if the patio door was still open or if he'd try the kitchen

Dave pushed kitchen door and gently tried it. It didn't move, so he headed for the patio door. It slid quietly open and he stepped inside. He stood there until he was satisfied he could hear no noise & then he started to head into the house.

Chris headed upstairs, he remembered seeing Tyler's stab vest laying on a chair in his bedroom, he slunk in there and picking it up he pulled it in over his bomber jacket. Zipping it up, it was already nicely kitted up. He looked down over the galleries landing to see the hooded figure coming out of the dining room.

Dave looked around the ground floor, but didn't find anyone or anything he could use. Then he quietly headed upstairs and began searching the rooms one by one.

Chris slid back into Tyler's bedroom, stuffing some pillows under the duvet by moonlight, he then moved behind the door in wait,

Dave found the bedroom and peered inside. In the light from outside he could see the shape of someone in the bed. He sneaked close to it, then softly lifted the duvet hefting his knife in the other hand, meanwhile Chris crept up behind him, extended Tyler's baton out of the stab vest and gave Dave a whack to the leg.

Dave yelled and dropped to one knee, letting the knife go. He scrambled away from his attacker before turning to see who it was.

The darkeness didn't help and the stab vest and bulk of the jacket made him think it was Tyler, until The moon caught the top of Chris' head, "Alright Dave, what you doing here? Haven't you heard knives are dangerous"

Dave gasped in surprise "Chris, what're you doing here?" He went to stand up and retrieve his knife. "I heard the dude who lived here was .. Er .. Rich so I decided to rob him" he said as he slipped his knife back into its sheath and into his pocket.

"You did, did you, seems fair enough, I was hired by him to guard it, he's out tonight."

"You're a guard? Fuck, dude, when did you go corporate?"

"Lol nah, was a private racketeering job for skinboss, this guys a cop, so he lent me his gear"

"A cop? Fuck I didn't realise that. I'm getting out of here." Dave started to head for the door. "Ah it's all good, skinboss knows him, you'll be sweet mate" said Chris

"You sure? How does Skinboss know him?" Dave sat down in the bed, hoping to relax Chris enough to overpower him.

"Dunno think they go way back" Chris whacked the baton on the brick wall and shucked it back into its casing.

Dave jumped at the sound and then tried to sound casual. "When's this guy getting back then?"

"Dunno, think he's gone to the pub so in an hour or so, Want a drink?"

Dave nodded "yeah sure. I'm parched"

Chris turned and walked out of the bedroom, and headed downshairs to the kitchen Dave followed casting his eye around for anything he could use to overpower Chris.

As they pass the play room with its open door, Dave sees that Chris is fully equipped anyway, Cuffs and kit all on his stabvest, but he might need something to get him to surrender first.

Dave mutters under his breath and gasps as he looks into the playroom. "Dude this cop is a major perv". He stopped following Chris to explore, Chris laughs at Dave as he walks off, Chris heads downstairs and grabs two bottles of beer.

Dave started to look for anything he could use to subdue Chris. There was plenty here to restrain him - just nothing to subdue him.

Dave heard Chris walking up the stairs, he looked around again and remembers the blade in his pocket, it'll be risky but he might just have to threaten him into submitting. Chris holding the beer bottles takes a bit swig out of one, newly necking a quarter of it, he was panicking before he realised it was Dave. So relieved now his mate is here. Chris walks back upstairs and into the room and hands Dave the other bottle and sipping it keeping an eye on Chris. "So what do you reckon to all this stuff eh? Pretty mean" Said Chirs breaking the silence

"Yeah pretty hot" an idea struck Dave "so you want to play with some if it?"

"Oh yeah?" Said Chris, what appeals to you?

Dave looked around and picked up a set of **** shackles. "These would fit you, bro"

L"ol yeah probably"replied Chris

Dave walked towards Chris with the shackles "you know you want to, bro"

"Ah they're probably more your kind of thing to be honest mate," Chris joked "but hey if it'll make you happy" he chuckles

Dave grinned " I'll have ago afterwards" he opened up the collar and held it out "get your head in here boi"

Chris moved his head down and felt the cold metal wrap around his neck. Chris takes a last swig of beer and holds his hands out in a mock cuff me style, Dave snapped the collar shut and then shackled Chris outstretched wrists. He then bent down to shackle his feet. With the shackles in place, he looked around for the padlocks

“Hey what do you think? Looks good eh! Look like a right bad captured undercover cop haha” Chris said as he looked in the mirror, not realising Dave wasn't finished, "What you looking for bro?"

Dave grunted as he spotted the padlocks "oh, just seeing wot else there is" he pocketed the padlocks and stood close behind Chris. He reached around him to groom his crotch, then sneaked out the first of the padlocks. Chris thought he looked hot having the stabvest on, his bomber jacket and trackies with hi tops cap and the shackles over. Dave creeping up behind him in his hoody looked ominous and Chris laughed. "You look like you're gonna mug me bro"

Dave started and dropped the padlock. With a curse he pulled the knife and threw himself at Chris. He didn't want to hurt him, just scare him into complying.

"Woah mate watch what you're doing" Chris backed up til Dave had him up against the wall. "No need to get heavy, we're friends right?!"

Dave pressed forward. "I don't want to hurt you Chris but I heard what you were saying about taking out Skinboss. I can't let you do that"

"How did you hear that?" Chris was shocked that Dave knew, he began to panic, he wasn't sure how to handle it. "What do you want to do mate?"

"That don't matter, what matters is that I know" Dave head theknife up bad truer to stop it shaking. "Now get on your knees and turn to face the wall"

Chris knew by the shaking that he could handle this another way but he was worried Dave might slip. He wasn't steady, Chris turned and faced the wall dropping to his knees.

Dave grabbed at the padlock and slipped it through the clasp on Chris' collar. He then reached around him to lock each of the wrist restraints. Chris felt the click of each of the 5 locks, he shuddered to think how he was going to get out of this now, but he was suddenly Daves prisoner.

Dave sighed with relief "thank fuck for that". He pulled Chris upright - or as upright as Chris could get in the shackles. He pushed him towards the bed "that'll teach you to plot - time to call Skinboss"

Chris hobbled forward, "don't call him mate, we can sort something out, I'll make you my number two. Fast track you?"

Dave paused "oh yes? Tell me more. What about the other bloke you were talking to?"

"He's not a top or interested really, I've only got him for his domination skills, he's training me. You've got the loyalty I'm looking for, it's misplaced at the moment, skinboss doesn't give a shit about you, you're just another boi"

"Yeah you're right. I'm just scum to him. So he do we do it?"

"I don't know yet man, I'm still planning, but you can't tell a soul." Let me out of these cuffs.

Dave sighed. " I guess I can trust you', Dave unloved the padlocks and released Chris

Chris smiled, he really was dumb and loyal, he'd fucking pay for the knife incident now though. Chris felt relieved to be out of the shackles, he could stand up straight and tower over Dave again, rather than cow towing to him

Dave put the shackles away and turned back "so - what next?"

As Dave knelt at Chris's feet removing the last of the ankle cuffs, Chris placed his hands on the speed cuffs in the stab vest.