In 2011, actor Travis Fimmel, moves to Millwood, Washington after starring in his latest film, "Needle" in which Travis played a forensic photographer. He is soon befriended by a man named Luke Bracey, who develops a strange and dangerous obsession...
Thankfully I didn't end up falling asleep in the shower, especially when the water started to turn cold. I reached up and turned the water off while standing up and stepping out of the shower. As comfortable as I was in the shower nearly falling asleep under that hot water, I couldn't help but shiver cause of how cold it quickly became. Wrapping a towel around my waste, I open the bathroom door and head back to my room. It was ten times colder in the bedroom and then I remembered I was so hot going to bed that I cracked the window open. After I close the window I drop my towel to the floor and throw on a clean pair of boxers along with some black flannel pajama pants and a white T-Shirt. Still shivering, I jump back underneath the blanket on the bed and snuggle with it to warm myself back up. I was still tired so falling back to sleep won't be hard at all, once I start to warm up under the blanket, I close my eyes and feel myself drifting off.
Luke Bracey's POV I had seen Travis open up his bedroom window and then disappear for a while. I figured whatever he was doing that made him leave his bed was my chance to creep in through that window. With my duffel bag on shoulder in complete stealth mode, I make my way down right underneath Travis's bedroom window. I peek my head up and see his bedroom door is open and the hallway light is on, sticking my head inside the window I could hear shower water running. With a grin taking over my face expression, I hurry up and completely let myself in through the window and drop my duffel bag underneath his bed near the edge. To hide myself I went and stood behind his bedroom door. It's the middle of the night and it's dark, he won't even notice me standing right behind his bedroom door when he re-enters and shuts it. I stood behind the door like I was Michael fucking Myers waiting to hear that shower water go silent. Once the water finally stopped running, I got ready to do what I came here to do! Even better, his roomie is totally passed out drunk on the couch so I can possibly get out of here with just Travis. The bathroom door had finally been opened, I heard movement coming toward me and I felt my heart beating with excitement! Then I saw him, Travis Fimmel himself with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist enters the room and closes the door behind him. I stand perfectly still and watch him go over to the window and close it, he then drops the towel to the floor and changes into a pair of black boxer briefs with black and white flannel pajama pants and a white T-Shirt that brings out his pecks. I waited until Travis was under the blankets and nearly asleep. I waited for a good ten to fifteen minutes after Travis had covered himself with the blanket before moving. As quiet as possible, I creep over to the bed and reach for my duffel bag, I already had it unzipped so all I had to do was reach inside. I felt my steel handcuffs first so I grabbed those, and then I felt a roll of duct tape which I also grabbed. An extra pillow was underneath his bed and so I took that as well. With the handcuffs and duct tape in one hand and the pillow in the other I take a deep breath and jump on top of him holding him down. Instantly Travis begins fighting and squirming and screaming but that's what the pillow was for. While I slapped the handcuffs on his wrists behind his back, I was holding the pillow down on his head with my knees. I took the pillow away from his head and immediately punched him in the head to knock him out. Taking the duct tape, I wrap it around Travis's mouth about four to five times before moving down to his ankles and wrapping them in duct tape a few times. Now that he was completely helpless and knocked out, I went ahead and re-opened his window as wide as I could. I picked Travis up by his upper body and dragged him off the bed and to the window. I had stuck his legs out first and lifted his upper body from the floor giving him a full on shove right out the window. I heard his body clump to the ground but the drop was only a foot or two so he'll be fine. As I began going out the window, I notice the shove out the window has woken Travis a little. He begins turning his head side to side slowly and quietly mumbling through the duct tape. Not wanting to get busted doing this, I had no choice but to knock him out with my fist again. I threw the bound and gagged Travis Fimmel over my shoulder and to my truck where I tossed him in the back seat. Since he was taken care of, I had rushed back inside through Travis's bedroom window again and grabbed my duffel bag so no trace of me is left behind, then took off with my claimed prize that is Travis. About ten minutes down the road and I realized that I couldn't bring Travis back to my house. Because then I could never return him to his normal life, he'd know where I am. So instead I drove to an abandoned park surrounded by woods and trees. After arriving, I turned the vehicle off and got out of the truck opening the back door. Travis's eyes were beginning to flutter open again and I grabbed his leg and shook him, "Hey Travis, wake up" I say gently still shaking him. Travis opens his eyes and instantly begins to fight his bindings again, "AAAAAAGGHHH!" Travis screams in agony into the tape. I look at his wrists behind his back and it looks to me like those cuffs are digging into his wrists, "Ah I see, cuffs can be painful" I state obviously with a smile. Travis nods and whimpers while struggling some more, "Now come on Travis, none of that now, you wouldn't want those steel cuffs to cut your wrists up more would you?" I remind him, "Don't worry bro, we're gonna get to know each other real well" I finished giving him a fiendish smile with narrowed eyebrows.
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