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He Tried to Give ME a Ticket! By LAshyguy

20 photos; 5:00 video

I couldn’t believe the nerve of this cop. I wasn’t bothering anybody. All I did was pull into a parking space, drop a quarter in for fifteen minutes so I could order a latte at my local café, something I do every single damn day. The only problem was there was a particularly long line today…and what does this cop do? He pulls his pig wagon behind me to wedge in my car, parking at a fire hydrant, mind you, and proceeds to smugly enter the café and skip the line so he can get his coffee. I can’t stand cops who abuse their power for something so mundane like that. It’s not like he had an emergency call or anything…he just wanted his caffeine fix like the rest of us in line. So I finally get my coffee and head back to my car, and there’s one minute left on the meter. I jump into the car and get ready to peel out, but this pitiful excuse for a police officer is casually sitting in the driver’s seat XXXX his coffee, refusing to move his cop car so I can get out. As I sit there fuming at what’s going on, Officer Dumbbell gets out of his car and approaches my window. I roll it down and try my best to put on a smile. “Morning officer,” I say through clenched teeth. “Morning, sir. I’m afraid I’m going to have to write you up.” “For what?” “Your meter is expired.” I did my best to explain that I couldn’t pull out of my spot because he wedged me in, but he just stood there silently writing up a ticket with a grin on his face I wanted to rip off with my bare hands. “Have a good day, sir,” he said with a smile, then returned to his car and drove off. This is why good, honest Americans don’t respect the law like they should, because idiots like this guy are taking advantage of the system they’re trained and paid to protect. While looking over the ticket, I made a decision that I wasn’t going to let that happen to me. So I pulled off and followed the pigmobile. It was pretty easy to follow this jerk since he only went around the corner to a nearby park, pulled over and proceeded to go to XXXX. This guy is supposed to be protecting the innocent? He needed to be taught a lesson, and I was the perfect guy to do it. I went into my trunk and pulled out a soaked rag (what it was soaked with isn’t important). I quietly approached the oinker, reached in with the rag and covered his nose and mouth. He woke up immediately, but by the time he started fighting back, he was already on the way. Seconds later he was fast asleep once again, but this time he wasn’t going to wake up. I grabbed a bag from my trunk and locked up my car. Then I opened the cop’s car, pushed him over to the passenger seat and got in. As I pulled away, I looked around to make sure nobody saw anything, and as far as I could tell, nobody did. As impromptu as this was, I felt somewhat liberated by what I was doing. It was about time somebody took matters into their own hands to clean up the trash in this city, even the trash that wears a uniform and badge. I pulled up to a warehouse that I get paid to clean on the weekends. It happened to be a Sunday, so nobody would be there except me. I got out of the car, unlocked the warehouse door, the proceeded to carry Officer Obnoxious inside. I returned for my bag of goodies, locked up the cop car and entered the warehouse. There were numerous rooms inside I could use, and the one that stuck out the most was this barely used room that had very little furniture inside it, which was perfect. All I needed was a chair. I propped the pompous policeman in the chair, then opened my bag of goodies: rope and bandanas galore. I kept this bag in my car for trips to the lumber yard; you never know when you’re going to need to tie some wood to the roof, and bungie cords just don’t cut it. I removed a length of red rope from the bag and proceeded to tie the cop’s hands behind his back. I grabbed another and secure his feet. Everything was going perfectly. I reached into the bag and blindly grabbed an American Flag bandana…how fitting! It felt like I was doing a service for my country anyway, so what better gag for a corrupt cop than that. As I stuck the bandana in the cop’s mouth, he began to stir. By the time he was fully conscious, I had that sucker tied tightly behind his head. I looked down at this poor excuse for an authority figure and gave him the same grin he gave me when writing that bogus ticket. “Guess writing that ticket wasn’t such a good idea anymore, was it,” I said. “Mmmmpppphhh! Mmmmmppph!” “Sorry, that didn’t’ sound like an apology. Besides, I’m not looking for one.” I pulled out a longer stretch of rope and began wrapping it around his torso, ensuring he wouldn’t be able to break away from the chair. As he watched me with concerned eyes, the pleasure inside me grew to new heights. I was enjoying this far too much. I mean, here I was XXXX an officer of the law, a serious felony in every state, and all I could do was smile. I’d never broken the law intentionally in my life, but there was something thrilling about this. I felt like some kind of hero…a vigilante protecting the people of my city from dastardly, corrupt men like Officer Entitled. As I stood back and watched my captive struggled like crazy to no avail, I started thinking about different ways I could go into business. I mean, I could definitely see myself working days at the lumber yard, cleaning the warehouse on weekends and protecting the innocent at night. I would need to wear a costume…only the coolest superheroes had costumes. But first I needed to teach my captured villain a lesson...one he wouldn’t soon forget. “People like you take advantage of their position in society and don’t understand that the badge they wear on their chest is a symbol of trust, honor and integrity. You proved earlier that you have none of those qualities.” “MMMPPH!” “I want you to remember what happens here the next time you decide to abuse the power given to you by the people you’re paid to protect.” I reached out, unbuckled his belt, and yanked it off. The cop looked down at his pants as they loosened and quickly became aware of my intentions. He began to thrash about, which only made my knots more restrictive. I knelt down beside him, grabbed his pants and began to pull them down. Suddenly, the door burst open and two uniformed officers rushed into the room. I immediately threw my hands up in the air. Apparently, my vigilante days were already over. THE END Model: Dante Photography by Nick007 Date of Production: 3-22-2015
Flip of the Coin by Curtis

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Dennis jumped on top of Brad. Even though Brad was quite a bit bigger then Brad, he went down to the ground in surprise. “You’re mine now.”, Dennis said as he pulled Brad’s hands behind his back and bound them. “Mother fucker! You had better let me go of I’ll...mmmm”, Dennis covered Brad’s mouth with his hand. Brad continued to moan into Dennis’s hand as it covered his mouth. Even through his friend’s jeans, Brad could feel Dennis' dick getting hard. “Time to shut you up”, Dennis said as he produced a rag and tied it in Brad’s mouth. “Mmmpphh! Mmmm!’ Was all Brad could say as the bandana was tied tightly behind his head. Now bound and gagged, Brad was meek as a sheep. Dennis thrilled at having total control over the much larger man. His dick got hard just thinking about how Brad was totally under his control. Even if Brad hadn’t been tied up, Dennis knew he would have done whatever Dennis told him to do because Brad had lost the coin toss. “Now for those big ass feet of yours.” Dennis said as he grabbed Brad’s feet and tied them together. Brad was now bound hand and foot. Dennis admired his friend’s large feet. He knew his friend was ticklish. But first things first. Dennis laid Brad down over the steps. With practice skill, Dennis had Brad’s pants unfastened and pulled down over his ass. With a WHACK!, Dennis slapped Brad’s tender ass. If Dennis loved the sound of Brad moaning while gagged and being under his control, he loved the sound Brad’s ass made when properly smacked. “Ok up you go.” “Mmuff muuu!” Brad cursed. Of course, Dennis knew he didn't’ mean it as an insult. They had played this game before. Brad had lost the coin toss and so was Dennis's bitch until Dennis said otherwise. And down deep, Dennis knew Brad liked it. Otherwise why would Brad keep wanting to play? There was no way Dennis could tie up and gag a big guy like Brad against his will. And to prove that, Dennis made only token resistance as his hands were untied and then retied in front of him to the stair bannister. Brad tensed. he knew what was coming. Dennis had his belt out and he aimed to use it. THWACK! Brad’s ass made a beautiful sound as Dennis laid into it. Again THWACK. And AGAIN! “Mmmmmmmm!”, Brad protested into his gag. But that only made Dennis hornier and hit even harder. Brad’s own dick was getting hard at this point. His mind was racing, wondering what Dennis would do next. It was ok though. Brad knew he couldn’t lose the coin toss forever. Dennis continued alternating between beating and rubbing Brad’s ass. Poor Brad. He wasn't’ the brightest crayon on the box. Months of playing this game and he had yet to figure out that Dennis was using a two headed coin. The End Brad played by Douglas Dennis played by Sammy Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 01/26/2007
Taking His Time by Gilroy

20 photos; 2:24 video

Things did look good for Frank. What had started off as his chance to make the biggest deal of his career had turned into a night mare when a strange man had tricked his way into Frank’s hotel room and attacked him. Now Frank was bound and cleave gagged on the bed, clad only in a flimsy towel and at this man’s mercy. From the rough way the man man handled Frank’s nearly naked body, he wasn’t sure the guy had any mercy. “Mmmmm!” Frank let out along moan as his ass was slapped hard. “Oh yeah, listen to that!. That’s a nice sound. Can always tell a good ass by how it sounds when I slap it.” Frank grunted in frustration and anger. It was bad enough being tied up and gagged but the guy was handling Frank’s body like it was a piece of meat at market. “Lets see what else you have.” Frank was flipped over, the towel brushed aside to expose Frank’s cock and balls. Despite himself, Frank could feel himself getting harder. It might have been the adrenaline from the danger he was in. Or maybe it was the way the man rubbed and fondled Frank’s nude body. Either way, the frustration was getting to Frank. “My my my, you are a cute little thing. And I have you all to myself!” The man taunted as he grabbed Frank’s hair and XXXX Frank to meet his man’s mouth. The man slid his tongue into Frank’s mouth and explored with along deep kiss. “And such a good kisser too! I might just keep you!” The kissing continued while Frank’s nipples were pinched. The man then moved his mouth to the rest of Frank’s chest, licking every sensitive spot. “Mmmmmnnnoooo! Mmmnoomnommnoo!” Frank gasped through his gag as the man XXXX him. Frank was getting hornier and hornier and there’s was nothing he could do about it. As if Sensing Frank was getting into his abuse, the man flipped him over. Frank’s bubble butt was an exposed target. Whap! “MMMMMMM!” WHAP! Whap! Whap! The reddish imprint of where the man’s hand had slapped Frank’s bare ass stood out like a neon sign. Frank could only wiggle and moan, which only seemed to encourage his abuser. To make matters worse, as he wiggled, Frank’s dick was rubbing against the soft bed. Not enough tot get him off but enough to add to his frustrations. “Mmmmm! Mmpphhhaa!?” Frank tried to beg, to off the man money if only he would let Frank go. Or at least get Frank off. Being bound and gagged, horny but helpless ot jack off was unbearable! IF only the man would remove Frank’s gag, Frank would offer him anything to at least let Frank cum. “You want it, don’t you stud?” The man gloated. He knew he had broken his captive. “Mmmmm!” Frank nodded his head vigourously. “You want me to let you get off? “ “Mmmmmmmmm!”, Yes, Frank thought. If he had to go through this ordeal, at least let Frank get some release. “Yeah, I thought so.” The man said and pushed Frank to the side of the bed. The man then took out a book and began to read! “Mmmmmmpphhhmmm!”, What the hell!? How could this guy push Frank to the limit and then just let him hang? “Oh don't’ worry. I’ll get back to you. I was paid ot keep you all week end so you missed that meeting. Hell, I might even take you with me for free. But I cant’ have you getting spoiled, thinking you get to have fun whenever you want. Make me happy later and maybe.. MAYBE I will let you get off.” And with that the man turned back to his book, leaving Frank a seething pile of frustration. The End Frank played by Connor The man played by Miller Photography by Caitiff Date of Production:05/28/2011

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