Traffic Stop 19

He brushed that short moment of weakness off, and started thinking about what he could do next. One of the guy started looking through his wallet and phone, pulled out his military ID.

"Well well! What we have here is Sgt. Jackson McClanahan. I think Jackson here will not be doing much policing handcuffed like this!" The guy said, and all Jackson could do was grunt.

Another guy in the meantime started playing with his phone,  placed the phone facing Jackson's face, and voila! The phone unlocks!

"Holy Shit! It worked guys, I'm in even with his fucking taped up face"

Before Jackson was feeling defeated, but now he's angry more than anything. What do they want with their phone. Well why are these guys here to begin with. The guy then just kept on scrolling and click through his phone for a while.

"Wow! You guys were right, this MP here is a fucking weirdo. Do you remember me Jackson?"

"Mphhfss...mpph" All he could utter out. "Yes I do know who you are, and you're going to pay for this" was what Jackson really thinking in his head. Then they started pulling his pants down, and

"You're right! He still have all the pictures of that time when he illegally stripped searched me last week, for not doing anything wrong! What a fucking power trip! Bet you didn't even report that incident. Well let's get him a taste of his own medicine, guys!" The guy said!. "What the fuck does that mean?", Jackson thought!

Without waiting any second, the two guys seemed to know what he's talking about and both started grabbing him. One guy starting to unzip his top, while another guy started unbuckling his belt, and unbuttoning his fly. Then they started pulling his pants down, and taking his top off and lifting up his undershirt.

"Hey hey...! What the fuck is this? Get off me!! Keep your fucking hands off me" was what Jackson was trying to scream out at them, although what came out was more of an unintelligible muffled moan. He tried to fight off the guys, or what the guys were doing by twisting his body as much as the ziptie and cuffs would allow him, and bending down and spreading his legs to prevent them from pulling his pants down.

But it's 2 against 1 tied up guy! Jackson is screwed.