A really captivating safari trip

My wife and I and our two friends Daggy and Anne, we were spending some beach holidays at Diani Beach in Kenya. We had already done some safari trips and were relaxing at the beach. But we already get bored and as we were contacted by a beach boy who offered us a very captivating safari trip with Captain Rob we couldn't resist and accepted even though we knew that we rather should book safaris only with well known and officially registered travel agencies. But the beach boy was very convincing and told us that Captiain Rob knew places the official travel agency didn't know and that we would experience and unforgettable and very captivating adventure. As we got bored at staying at the beach and loved the thrill of a real adventure, we finally accepted and we agreed to meet Captain Rob at the bus station in the centre of Mombasa. We were really incautious, but we loved real adventure and so the next day we took a cab and met Captain Rob and the beach boy at the agreed place. Captain Rob proved to be a very muscular coloured guy who grinned at us with a quite mocking smile when he greeted us. We felt a little unpleasing and scared when we saw him, but it was too late to cop out of the safari trip and so we enterd into the safari car. The car was kind of ramshackle and without any air con soon our safari blouses and shirts where soaked with sweat. We drove for mor than four hours and Captain Rob was talking a lot in his jovial and at the same time mocking manner and we felt more and more uneasy as we were at the complete mercy of our driver and the beach boy who proved to be his assistant. We reached the National Park without passing a gate and we knew that this was illegal. As we told it to Captain Rob he laughed and told us that we were to experience a really unusual safari trip, but that we would enjoy it the fullest. We felt even more uneasy, but ther was nothing we could do. After some more thow hours, Captain Rob stopped the car in the middle of the savannah and we were told to leave the car. Then the beach boy digged out some coils of rope and to our complete apall Captain Rob told us to cross our hand behind our wrists. We were tied up one after the other by the beach boy and before we could protest we were gagged with our own scarves. Mockingly Captain Rob told us that we had been promised to experience a very captivating safari and that it was time that some wimpy whiteys were to experience how it feels to be a slave. And that this was only the beginning of our safari adventure and that he had still a lot of naughty things in mind for us...