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Stashed Away by Kirkone

27 photos; 4:11 video

            “Hold still while I gag you.”

            “I did not know you were going to use a gag too?”

            “Well, asshole, if we are faking a home invasion, we got to make it look real.”

            “OK, gag me.”
             Raul took the strip of cloth and tied it between Frankie’s teeth. He cut off some duct tape and plastered it over his mouth.

            “Now, let me adjust these ropes. I had made them loose, but I think I will make them tighter. Want to make them look real for your wife when she returns home!”

            Frankie hated being bound, but this was his revenge. His x-wife was draining him with alimony. If somebody robbed all his valuables, cash, stocks, bonds, he would have nothing to pay her, and the court would reduce his required amounts. Yet, he would still have it all. It was a simple plan. She was due today for a payment. The house would be bare, since Frankie and his friend had already stripped it clean. She and her attorney would find him bound and gagged, and they would go to the cops. Ultimate revenge. Frankie would have it all, she would get shit.
             “Hey, that’s too fucking tight,” Frankie mumbled through his gag. His buddy just pulled hard on the ropes circling his chest, around his upper arms. “Awwwww, can’t take it? Tough dude like you? You look all so tough in that white undershirt and jeans, all roped up. Did I ever tell you I always wanted to tie you up? And I have a thing for white undershirts and jeans?”
           Frankie looked pissed. Raul was enjoying this. The ropes were very tight, and Frankie felt his wrists going numb. His legs were being worked on now, ankles and knees roped. Frankie felt his feet accidentally tickled and he jerked. “Ticklish?” His friend was about to tickle his feet when the door bell rang. “Saved by the bell,” his friend joked. Frankie looked at the clock. The bitch was two hours early. Frankie shook his head violently “NO,” but Raul disappeared. Frankie was panicked now, and began to shuffle his body, trying to break free, but he was roped professionally, especially his wrists. He even squirmed to a kitchen draw, looking for anything to cut himself free, when his x appeared, arm and arm with his friend!

            “I should have tied you up before,” his buddy said as he and his former wife dragged him back into the pantry. He again checked his ropes, nice and tight.

            “Now we have all your shit, and, if you go to the cops, we will rat and tell them you were planning larceny - against the law.” Frankie was fuming, double crossed. His wife smiled. “You can miss this week’s payment; however my lawyer and I will be back next week. Hope you get out by then Ta Ta!”

            Frankie lay there, bound, gagged, defeated. He heard the car drive away. It might just take me a week to get out this,” he thought as the squirming and struggles began.

Frankie played by Himself
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 01/25/2008 Tags: tape gag, story, bare feet
Caught Fuzz by Caitiff

22 photos; 4:33 video

“Mmmm!”, Officer Ronald Daltry grunted through his gag. He couldn’t believe he had been XXXX while on the beat. He hadn’t seen it coming. One minute he was in his squad car finishing his reports, the next minute a gloved hand was reaching through the window with a wet cloth reeking of chemicals. Ronald woke up in some apartment he had never seen before. However he did recognise some of his XXXXs as Donnie Bertucchi’s thugs. The same Donnie Bertucchi that had half the police under his thumb. “Hey, he’s awake!” one of the thugs said, checking on the ropes that bound the XXXX cop’s hands securely behind his back. They sat Ronald’s ass on a kitchen stool and then tied up his legs with more rope. “Mmmmpphhh mmm?!”, Officer Daltry protested. “Man, this pig sure makes a lot of noise for being gagged!”, One of the XXXXs commented. One of his buddies threw him a heavy cloth. “Then gag his mouth some more until you can’t hear him no more!” Ronald Was gagged even more with the foul smelling rag wrapped over the cleave gag he already had. He decided that silence was the better the course for now lest they start shoving any more into his mouth.

“All right, uh huh...”, Officer Daltry could hear one the thugs talking on his phone. “Yeah, he’s sitting tight. Yeah.. sure boss.” The thug, probably the leader of this bunch, hung up his cell and went over to the captive cop. “You should have taken that bribe money, pig. If you had just minded your own business, none of this would have needed to happen. But now you got sit tight here while some guys come to take you to do some cement work.” “Mmm!”, Officer Daltry grunted for all the good it did. He was made even more helpless with a blind fold. “So what we do now?”, Ronald heard another thug ask. “We’ve done out part. Now our package sits here for the cleaners. “ “You feel like Italian?”
“Sure, our boy can be by himself for a while.” Oh God, were these guys actually dumb enough to leave him alone? When the door shut and Ronald couldn’t hear anyone else in the room, he guessed they were. This was his one chance.

Carefully he stood up. Though bound hand and foot, Daltry could still hop. He couldn’t see but he remembered how the room had been set up before he had been blind folded. He made small hops at first to what he thought was the door. Sure enough he eventually felt the door. Unfortunately as he tried to open it with his bound hands, he slipped and fell on his ass to the floor. “Mmm!”. Ronald grunted into his gag. Still he didn’t give up. He rolled on the floor until he was able to get back on his feet again. From there he found the door but this time took a few moments to rub his face against the ledge, loosening his gag and blind fold. Now able to see, he realised that the door had been locked the entire time. Ronald unlocked the door, opened it and bunny hopped to the street where a little old lady walking her dog was able to untie him. The End

Officer Ronald Daltry played by Cliff
Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 11/15/2009

TAgs: police, otm gag, uniform,, blidnfold, socks, story
Clean

27 photos; 4:04 video

Model: Chad Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 12/24/2011 Tags: ball gag, nude, wet

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