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Floored by Ogre

30 photos; 3:58 video

Dave had just joined the fraternity a few weeks before. Everything was going well during rush week. He showed up on time, took care of what he was expected to do. He was courteous and a model prospective member. Things were great, he was ushered in and all was well.If David had been doing his chores when the other fraternity snuck in, he'd have been able to call campus police. As it stood, however, hewas XXXX on the job and the other guys decided to take advantage of the situation.They snuck in through the kitchen door, wearing dark clothes and ski masks. They dug through their bags and pulled out a bunch of rope, having planned for this sort of complication. They then snuck into the main room of the house, found Dave lying there, and started trussing him up!Being such a heavy XXXXer, Dave didn't even notice once they were finished binding him. They crept away from him, leaving him to snooze, and grabbed the baseball trophy they were after. On the way out, one of the guys chuckled at him and he began to wake up, seeing their retreating forms heading for the door.He gasped and began to struggle but the other boys had bound him too tight! There was nothing he could do to prevent them from getting away! His brothers were going to be upset, and how!David struggled with his bonds while trying to come up with a convincing story to explain his predicament. Unfortunately, he couldn't do both very well and only managed to work up a sweat for himself.After two hours of wriggling and pulling and desperately trying to come up with a good tale, he heard the front door open. His heart pounded in his chest while he listened to the brothers come in from rugby practice. He knew he was in for it now.Charlie was the first to say something, even before they found David."That lousy good for nothing. He was supposed to clean the house! How long ago did we leave him here? Four hours? Five?" Bill laughed sourly. "I swear, if I find him slacking off I'm going to give him one last chance to save his sorry butt."Charles agreed and the rest of the guys just laughed. They knew when Bill was angry, he meant business."Oh, hey, look what we have here! The slacker himself!" Henry was the first to see David trussed up. The guys all filed in and David's chest went cold inside. How humiliating to be found like this."Well, Dave, I see you've been playing around again. Probably had some girl in here who left you tied up to teach you a lesson." David shook his head violently, trying to explain through the gag but it was useless. They either didn't understand him or didn't want to even try."Serves you right, you lazy good for nothing," Bill said. "You just lay here for a couple of more hours and think about what you're going to do next time about your chores!" He wiggled a finger at Bill who just looked pathetic. David's eyes pleaded for release, but one by one the brothers took turns whacking him on the ass and wandering off.Maybe next time he would not be so quick to fall aXXXX on the job. The End David played by NickPhotography by Caitiff Date of Production: 08/07/2008
Tags: story, socks, hog tie, twink
Crime Doesn't Pay

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"MMMGNNOOOMMSTOOOPPP!"He pulled down the knotted bandanna that he had tied between my teeth."Are you going to make that call now, pork chop?""Yes, yes, but please stop it, I can't take any more."I promised myself that I would be strong, and wouldn't give way, no matter what threats he made. But when he pulled off my shoes and started tickling my feet, I couldn't hold out for long. With my hands tied behind my back, I was helpless to fend him off, and the gag in my mouth prevented my neighbors from hearing my shrieks. I had jerked and squirmed and tried to escape, but he just sat on me and tickled and tickled and tickled until I thought that I would have a heart attack. Finally I broke down.He held something to my head as he dialed Frank's number with his other hand."Remember, pork chop, no funny business. Don't try to warn him, or you'll regret it, and so will he!"I followed the instructions that he gave me. I told Frank to bring over the documents that we had purloined. I wanted to go over them with him again. Frank didn't suspect a thing, and agreed to come over in half an hour."There, Pork Chop, that wasn't so hard was it?"

"Please, just... MMMMPHHGGGLUMM." He pulled the bandanna up from around my neck and stuffed it back in my mouth."We have a little time before Frankie gets here... what do you say to us having a little fun?" He slid his hands up under my t-shirt and ...The big boy had caved like a house of cards once I had his shoes off. The object was just for show. I had no intention of using it. I had never been one for violence and certainly didn't want to break his fingers and pull out his fingernails, even though I had threatened to do so. I found that few people could withstand a prolonged period of tickling, and Pork Chop was no exception to the rule. Besides, he seemed to like being tied up and gagged. I noticed a bulge in his jeans that hadn't been there when I first confronted him. I wasn't averse to mixing business with pleasure, and once the phone call had been made, I decided to have a little fun with Pork Chop. He responded the way that I thought he would. Things were just getting really interesting when I heard a XXXX at the door. Time to get back to work.

"MMMMGMPLSOPMM!" The guy with the XXXX was doing terrible things to me. I struggled and moaned, trying to beg him to stop, but to no avail. Just when things were reaching a peak, when I thought that the torture I was undergoing would cause me to explode, Frank XXXX on the door. The thug with the XXXX hastily rearranged my clothing, and holding the XXXX to my head, whispered "Not a peep, out of you Pork Chop, or you and your fellow bozo will be dead meat." He pushed me into a corner, hidden from view, and stood behind the door. As he turned the handle, I wanted to yell out, to make some noise to warn Frank, but the bad man had such a big XXXX, and I didn't want him to pull out my fingernails!Boink! I shuddered with sympathy as Frank went down like a fallen tree. OUCH! That XXXX butt to the head must have hurt a lot. Poor Frank. He just lay on the floor and moaned. The bad man pulled him further into my apartment, and in two shakes of a lambs tail he had Frank all trussed up and gagged. As Frank came to, he was dragged to his feet, and pulled over next to me.
"What a couple of chumps you two are. Why don't you take a load off your feet?"Thump. Both Frank and I were rudely pushed to floor. While the thug who had done such bad things to me picked up the folder with the documents that we had liberated, and went over to my desk to peruse them, Frank and I started wriggling around on the floor; squirming and struggling, trying to get free."MGMTURNMMROUN""MNNTHISMMWAY""MNOTHISMMWAY!" Frank just wouldn't listen; he always knew best. It had to be his way or nothing. As I turned around to work at his ropes, we were rudely interrupted.
"You guys want to get closer to each other? Fine, closer you'll be." He jerked us up to our knees, and XXXX us to face one another. OUCH! He pulled rope around us, so tight, tying us to together. This was awkward. Tied face to face with Frank, all of the terrible things that the bad man had done to me came flooding back into my mind. Tied so tight to Frank, I could feel something growing in my jeans. Sniff, sniff. Umm, he smelled nice. This wasn't too bad. I struggled a little more vigorously, and so did Frank. Hmmm, this felt pretty good. I wiggled some more, rubbing and pressing against Frank in my efforts to get free. Frank struggled right back. He started grunting in a most unusual way. I could see his face getting all red, and could feel something pressing against me. Frank had something growing in his jeans, too!
All the papers were there. The boss would be proud of me. I looked over at the two clowns who had tried to rip us off. They were having far too good a time. I wouldn't have liked to join in the fun, but time is money! I had to make sure that they stayed put for a while. I had a plane to catch. Once I was in the air, it didn't matter if they got free. I hated to break up their little party, but I needed to put them out of commission for a few hours, and the rope holding them together didn't look tight enough. And besides, crime shouldn't pay! At least not theirs. For me and the boss, it was a different matter.My head was pulled off Frank's shoulder abruptly.
"OK, boys, sorry to interrupt your fun, but it's time for me to roll, and I think you two would be a little more comfortable in a different position."What did he mean? We were soon to find out. He untied the ropes that were holding us together, and XXXX us to turn around. I felt something hard and cold press into the back of my neck. Oh no! He was going to shoot us. I closed my eyes tight. This wasn't fair! First he rips off the papers that were going to make us rich, and now..he interrupts us at a crucial moment. I waited for a bullet in the back of my head to end it all. Instead, I felt a hand pushing me down to the floor. Before I could do anything, I was trussed up like a pig going to market. OWWW! This hurt. There was a thump next to me. Frank was next, hogtied."Bye boys, have fun! Remember, it isn't nice to steal!"The EndPork Chop played by KentFrank played by AaronPhotography by CaitiffDate of Production: 06/13/2007
Tags: cleave gag, double, story, bare foot
National Guard Nightmare By: Jase1010

24 photos; 5:37 video

Ugh. He should have avoided pissing off the guys in his command during this weekend National Guard stint.Dave struggled against the chair he was stuck to. He really shouldn't have told Todd that he was getting paunchy in the gut. He shouldn't have made cracks about what a XXXXwrist Pete was acting like. And nevermind telling Corey not to show up next weekend because he was an embarrassment to the Guard.Which is why he was currently tied to this chair, stuck in the basement of the guardhouse, with Corey's sweatstained hankie tied into his mouth.They had jumped him after drills. A pillowcase had been yanked over his head, hands slapped his camo'ed butt, and he was manhandled down into this basement. They had shoved his ass into a chair. TIed his hands behind his back. His legs were securely bound to it. The pillowcase was ripped off his head."Cut the shit!" Dave growled. "Get me outta this!"His four soldiers merely laughed and high-fived each other. Dave had had this coming for a long time. He started to growl some more orders, when Corey approached him and tied his gross handkerchief into his mouth.They had used rough hemp rope, which was biting into his wrists. It seemed the more he struggled, the tighter the ropes got! He mmpphed angrily into his humiliating gag."Well, Sarge. We had to humiliate you and run but we think you could use a little alone time. Seeing as you find us to be such shitty Guardsmen. Maybe this will give you time to think over how to approach things in the future."With coarse laughter, his guys exited the basement. He could see them crossing the parade field back to barracks.Damn it! He shoved himself around in his bondage chair. The gag was drying his mouth out. He was stuck, helpless, and starting to regret his action. And Monday was very far awayThe End. Model: WolfricPhotography by Caitiff Date of Production:09/25/2011
tags: story, uniform, military, boots, chair tie, cleave gag

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