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Taking Travis by Justin
25 photos
Travis Cole was my boss, we traveled on business together. I am second in command so to speak even though I close all the deals, Travis gets all the credit and a huge bonus.
We've been in Santiago Chile for a week now. We just came back from a black tie dinner at the General's house. Travis said he needed to "get casual" and lose the tuxedo/silk socks, garters so he change into tan shorts and a cut off tee.
I spoke to the General's aide about "selling Travis" to a South American Slave Camp. To be trained as a "field whore" for the Army. The fact that Travis is straight and married raised his price to $100.000.00 plus getting "rid" of Travis would get me his position at the Company.. I slipped the thing nto his soda. I sat in a chair and pretended to read a book. Slowly Travis placed the Magazine down, closed his eyes and drifted off.
In his sneakers and low-cut white sox I could admire his masculine legs, stretched out on the Hotel sofa. His cut off tee with the USA flag on it, pushed up his hair filled chest, exposing that skin I needed to touch. Travis knew I am Gay and always teased me about it. Saying," Maybe I'll let you suck my dick someday, fagboy if I get drunk enough"
I moved quickly, getting my white rope out from beneath the sofa cushion, I tied and secured his hand's above his head. I moved like lightning down to his thick ankles and tied them so very tightly together. I then reach up to his mouth and proceeded to HAND GAG him. Holding my hand over his mouth and my other on his hands, he woke up. MMMMPPPHHH, through my hand he muttered.His eyes wide, awake like a scared animal, he struggled. I grabbed my black bandana from my pocket, knotted it and placed it around his screaming mouth. "What are you doing Mike, is this a joke, don't I'll have your Fag ass fired" was all Travis managed to utter before my gag was pushed between his perfect teeth. "GGGGRRRPLLLLEZZZ NNOOOMMMPPPHH" I smack his across the face and told him to "shut the fuck up" It worked , He quieted down. Sprawled out on the sofa still tossing a bit, he stated to moan and cry.
I laughed out loud. "well, look at the Big Boss now, not so arrogant and high toned. I have a major lesson in humility I am going to show you". . I pulled up his tee and took out more white rope. My 4 years in the Navy made me an expect on nautical knots. I proceeded to criss- cross his great body securing his tightly for his trip to the camp. I then tight his crotch area and notice his tan shorts were tenting. His hair covered Pits gave me a hard Dick. The rope gave Travis one.
I removed his Trainers and short white socks, his toes curled in fright. I undid his brown belt, and unzipped his tan shorts, slowly. His Dick was sticking out from the top of his black men's sheer nylon brief. 9 inches was my guess. I then bent over and took the whole fucking Cock in my mouth. He moaned through the gag. His eyes shut tightly. I continued to suck on his Dick. I knew if he came he would not be as nervous when the Men came to pick him up and deliver him to his new owner. Never to be heard from again.
They did investigate his disapearance for several months, then sort of "Blew it off". I did get his job and the hundred grand, also The General's aide. ( Who I found out was working for the General) told me the General was very pleased with my taste in men and wondered if there might be any other straight young executives I could send into "early retirement" for Two hundred grand this time. I had myself a new "part time job" after all "the Holidays are cumming" hahahaha.The EndTravis played by Mike Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 02/05/2007 -
Double the Fun!
32 photos; 5:09 video
Model: Patrick Model: Donovan Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 10/10/2013
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Detained
30 photos; 4:07 video
Bound Guy played by Jesse Daniels
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/08/2020
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In the Back Room
30 photos; 7:56 video
I knew I forgot about something
Bound Guy played by Jon Storm
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/08/2020 -
Revenge by TBBM
23 photos; 2:29 video
Private Eye Jack was the best in the business and everyone knew it. If there was a secret you were hoping to keep hidden, then Jack was the last person you wanted snooping around. If you had thought you were above the law and could get away with anything, then Jack was the man who would prove otherwise. It was because of Jack's determination and sometimes unorthodox ways of getting to the bottom of things that rubbed people up the wrong way. It wasn't news that along the way in his five year career as a private eye that Jack had made a lot of enemies. What Jack didn't realize was that was one of those enemies was a lot closer to him than he would've liked him to have been. Jack was working a case - cheating husband, watching the guy, gathering all the evidence that he needed. For Jack, this wasn't the most exciting of assignments for him but Jack was smart enough never to turn down the work, even if it was work that he felt didn't particularly challenge him that much. Jack also knew that even with a seemingly mundane case, there could always been an exciting twist around the corner. As Jack finished compiling his evidence that he would later give to his client about their cheating spouse, he got a text message. He didn't recognize the number but the message was enough to get his attention. Something from his past or more specifically someone. Someone he didn't expect to hear from again. Someone whom he had not the best of history with. Jack knew he was being reckless going to meet this person alone without leaving word to anyone else but the curiosity had taken hold of him and he knew he had to see this person one more time. He went on foot down a couple of block and into an old apartment building. This person had left the door open. Jack hesitated for a moment before stepping inside. He was alone inside the apartment and cautiously called out for the old 'friend' who had led him here. When it appeared that no-one was coming and Jack was about to leave, someone struck him from behind. Jack fell to the ground in a heap. The old friend stepped out of the shadows, his face looking down at the unconscious private eye. "I genuinely didn't think you would come," the old friend said, closing the apartment door and locking it shut. "Your arrogance really has gotten worse. No-one else would allow themselves to fall into such an obvious trap." When Jack woke up, he found that he was alone again in the apartment. His hands were tied tightly behind his back with purple and green ropes as were his ankles, knees and waist. A strip of purple tape had been placed over his mouth, keeping him gagged. Jack was sitting up and looking around, calling out in frustration before a recording played on a screen as though timed to do specifically when Jack had awoke. That in itself unnerved Jack. Jack looked at the face onscreen of the man he had wronged. A man who thanks to Jack being too good at his job had spent nearly five years in prison. A man who clearly wanted revenge. The man had recorded what he wanted to say to Jack, cursing Jack for sending him to prison, for ruining his life and his loved ones lives and his potential future. The man had also talked about how in prison that he had been encouraged to forgive but as much as he wanted to do, he could not forgive Jack. The only thing he wanted was revenge. The man also told Jack that the apartment was abandoned and that he was the only currently trapped in it. The man also informed Jack that a bomb was also ready to detonate and that by the time Jack was awake he would have less than five minutes before everything went bang. The man also ended the conversation by stating that he would be long gone should Jack actually manage to make it out of the building alive. Knowing that time was not on his side, Jack did everything in his power to get himself free. It wasn't easy as his restraints were tightly secured but with a few moments to spare, Jack had just about managed to get himself free. He ripped the tape off his mouth and had managed to find the bomb to defuse it with seconds to spare. Jack had managed then to leave the building. He had called the police to warn them about his old friend and while Jack could see that the cops were pleased that Jack had been taken down a peg or two, what Jack didn't realize was that his old friend had been watching from afar, as though pleased that Jack had survived the ordeal. The old friend wanted revenge on Jack but not by XXXX. XXXX would be far too quick. Jack had ruined his life. The old friend intended to do the same. This would not be the last time, the old friend would get the better of Private Eye Jack. Model: Jack
Phtography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 04/13/2015 -
In A Corner
26 photos; 5:00 video
Model:Vincent Photography by Caitiff Date of Production:09/03/2014
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Meeting Resistence by Fidelis
20 photos
"GGGMMMPHHLEEMEALLONEMMFUCKINGMASSHOLE!" "Get a move on, squirt. If you give me any more trouble, I’ll…OWWWW!" Damn, the bastard had done it again, and this time he had stamped on one of my corns. My feet and my shins were probably black and blue from the beating they had taken – I could barely hobble along as I finally managed to get my captive up the stairs and to relative safety. I was hoping that he couldn’t hear my wheezing and gasping. In my prime I would have whacked him over the head and tossed him over my shoulder, but I was past that now. I sighed with relief as I shoved him onto the bed and sank down into the chair. I really needed a break – this guy had put up more of a fight than I had expected. I was surprised that we had both managed to get here in one piece. Once I had got my breath back, I stood up and swaggered over to the bed. It was time for a little verbal abuse. It had always helped to break down recalcitrant prisoners in the past, and I didn’t see why this time should be any different. "You had better hope that your dear old Dad hands over the ransom, stud muffin. If he doesn’t you’re going to be – AGGGGGRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHH!" I was writhing on the floor, screaming in pain. The fucker had kicked me in the balls. I could hear the bastard snickering into his gag as he jumped to his feet and tried to make a run for it – though I didn’t know where he thought he was going, tied and gagged and blindfolded as he was. Even though I was crippled with pain, I managed to grab one of his legs. He wasn’t going anywhere, not as long as I had any breath left in my body. It took me a couple of minutes to recover after I rolled out from underneath him. This guy weighed a hell of a lot more than I thought, and all of his weight seemed to have come down on my head. I could only lie there and watch him struggle against the tight ropes with which I had bound him. At least my knotting skills hadn’t deserted me. I staggered to my feet, this time managing to avoid his feet as they lashed out at me. This kid had to have really sharp hearing – there was no way that he could see through that dirty sock that I had tied over his eyes. I was glad that I had used a really filthy smelly pair of socks to gag and blindfold him – he was really starting to get up my nose. "There" puff puff. "That should keep you from going anywhere, my little stud muffin. As I was saying before you so rudely interrupted me, you had better pray that your dear old Dad hands over the ransom. If he doesn’t I’m going to sell you on the street. A handsome young stud like you should bring in a big wad of cash. I’ve got lots of clients who would pay a fortune for a crack at that cherry ass of yours." That should do the trick. The good old threat of selling them to some rich old pervert always seemed to cow these handsome young straight guys. Of course I didn’t have any clients like that, but a little creativity never hurt anyone. I smirked as I stood over him, waiting to hear him start whimpering in fear. "GGGFUCKUUDICKHEAD!" "GGOMMMMPHHHH!" I was sure he had broken a couple of my ribs this time. This guy was amazing. He had managed to bring himself to his feet in one smooth movement, and then he had launched himself at me like a gazelle. His head had slammed into my side like a sledgehammer. My only consolation was that he had hit the concealed item that I had stuffed into my jacket pocket and seemed to have stunned himself, at least momentarily. I tried to keep my eye on him as I crawled across the floor to get more rope. Oh fuck, he was coming to already, growling and struggling against the ropes. I lurched to my feet, gasping as I felt the pain in my side. Oh yeah, definitely a couple of bruised, if not cracked ribs. I managed to grab some rope and made my painful way back across the room towards him. I saw him rolling across the floor towards me, but in my battered state I didn’t have the time or strength to get out of his way. I felt myself going down. There was a blast of red light, and then darkness. "MMMMOHHHHH." "MMMMOHHHH." Slowly, ever so slowly, I gained consciousness. I could barely focus my eyes, and at first I was only aware of the pain in my ribs, pain that was exacerbated by the fact that I was lying on something lumpy. I nearly fainted from the pain as I tried to move, but I knew that I had to get off whatever it was I was lying on. I gathered all of my willpower and managed to roll off the lump, and found myself lying face to face with my captive. NOW he was moaning and whimpering, and didn’t seem to be exhibiting the exhausting, and to me painful, friskiness that he had earlier. Sure, I had gained a little weight recently, but surely not enough to flatten the kid like that. I gave him a nudge and he moaned even louder. Hmm, this was a good sign. I gingerly got to my knees, clutching my head to make sure that it didn’t fall off. I saw the rope that I had had in my hand, lying on the floor close by. At least I thought it was rope – it seemed to be moving in a rather disturbing fashion. I grabbed it – yep, it was the rope, and not a white snake. Maybe I should pay a visit to an emergency room – I had heard that double vision was a sign of concussion. I glared at my captive as I sat back on my haunches. What kind of spawn of Satan did I have on my hands? He was still moaning rather feebly, but I didn’t buy it for a moment. The bastard was probably playing possum, just waiting to wreak more damage upon my poor battered body. I prodded him experimentally with my toe. He didn’t do more than twitch like a landed fish. Hmm, perhaps he was really still feeling under the weather. With trembling hands I hogtied him, squinting through my swelling right eye. Damn, but I needed an ice pack. I had to put my head down close to make sure I got the knots good and tight. Stud boy ummphed feebly as I pulled as viciously as I could. Exhausted I fell back to the floor. "How doth that feel, thud muffin?" I croaked through my split lips. Shit, my face must have hit the back of his head as I fell. My tongue explored the inside of my mouth experimentally. Damn, my bridge was coming loose. Dear old Dad had better come through. And quick! I didn’t think I that I could stand much more time with his son. I just hoped and prayed that my partner had already made the ransom demand. I would be counting the hours, the minutes, the seconds until we could drop the kid off. I was almost willing to pay to get rid of him. When would this nightmare end? THE END Model played by Steve Photography by Caitiff
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On the Matt by Justine
23 photos; 4:19 video
Stripping my business accountant was part of his humiliation. He was in point of fact padding his expense account. A hundred bucks one week two hundred the next, you get the picture. I knew he had woman on the side and bragged about his always "getting all the Pussy" he wanted. Of course he was using Company money to pay for his Pussy. Plus the money he lost at the Racetrack really started to bug the shit out of me. I had everything documented down to the last penny. I was going to turn it over to the Police but I thought I'd give Tom one chance to redeem himself.Tom owned over ten thousand dollars to Me. The owner. I thought I would "take it out in trade" over the next year. Tom arrived at the Cheap Motel I told him to meet me in. I removed the sheets and only a bare piss and cum stained mattress was waiting for him. "Ok Joe, what can I do for you" he asked. I showed him all the paperwork and explained what was in store for him if he DID NOT follow my exact instructions. "What the fuck are you going to do Joe?" he asked "Mr. Stone, SIR. to you from now on, our business friendship is over". "Have I made myself crystal clear" He nodded. "Now I want you to STRIP for me, I now own you for one year" I barked. "STRIP" He looked scared and confused. He removed his expensive Armani suit jacket, hand made shirt, cuff links and silk Gucci tie.( Which I am sure the Company had paid for). next his silk white undershirt. "Move it " I yelled. He undid his belt and lowered his suit trousers. "Step out of them , NOW" he did as told. Bending down he undid the laces of his English made wing tip black shoes. Pulling them off he started to cry. "It's much too late for tears, assehole" I said. " Your not quite finished, are you?, Lose the silk boxers" He lowered his black silk boxer shorts. "Now the socks" He undid the men's garter's on his black silk over the calf socks.pulling them off inside out."Place them in your shoes, Prick" He did as orders.
He stood in front of me stark naked. This straight man will be my slave for one year.. I had him sign an agreement saying so. . I duck taped his mouth shut. "MMMMPPPFFF" As the tape went over his mouth, I then ordered his hand's behind his back and bound his wrists with white rope. He struggled and I slap his ass hard with a brush. Then his upper arms. Making his arms usless. While standing I tied his ankles together and then again, roped his knees. I ordered him to sit on the bed. I told him I was taking his straight cherry before this night was over. "You will be PUNKED" I barked.
I pushed his back on the bed and rolled him over face down, and then Hogtied his Ass. I stepped back looking a my handywork. My Dick was hard and dripping precum into my white briefs. I was wearing a navy blue suit. I unzipped my fly, pulling out my dripping Dick. His eyes buldged in fear. " When I remove the tape from you mouth, Slave you will suck my Dick, understand?" He nodded. "If I feel any teeth, your straight ass will be spanked" Tears rolling down his checks. I just laughed. I intended to get my "Money's worth out of him. I took photo's of him hogtied and said I was going to post them on the Web, sending them to the straight porn sites I knew he frequented. I spit in my hand and greased his Virgin hole with my spit. Let the games begin, I thought to myself and grinned. I bent over and removed the tape from his sorry mouth. "Start Sucking, Slave" I Yelled.
The tape came off his mouth and my 9 inch Dick went into it. He started to gag begging me not to XXXX his mouth. I could tell he'd never sucked a Dick before. Since this was going to be a year long project I realized for my own enjoyment I would have to show him how to give a man a blow job. I pushed him back on the beg a proceeded to suck his cock. "This is how you do it, slowly you are in no fucking rush, understand Pussyman?" He nodded. I re-inserted my Dick into his mouth,he sucked and used his tongue never once touching my Dick with his teeth. "Good boy" I smiled. I began finger fucking his straight Cherry-Hole using more spit, he moaned and his cock started to harden. "So you like my finger, how about two fingers and quickly shoved another finger up . "Keep sucking" I ordered. and he did as he was told. I pulled my Dick from his drooling straight mouth and turned him quickly over on his stomach. His hand's were still bound behind him. I undid his wrists and inserted my Dick into his XXXXd butt-hole. AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH GOD NONO he cried. Faster, faster I pumped him. "Jerk youself off pussyman while I punk you, DO IT"!. He did, and we both came at the same moment. "Now, you will drink my piss, understand" "Please no, Sir Were the last words he muttered before I let go of myt urine into his mouth. Don't SPILL A DROP> This is gonna be a Fun Filled $10,000 year. I laughed as I pissed. I retied his hands and told him to XXXX on the toilet floor. I then cut all his clothing to shreads, even his shoes. He'd leave here with just a urine stained towel around his waist in the morning.The EndTom played by Chris Photography by CaitiffDate of Production:02/08/200 -
Hold On
20 photos; 9:02 video
Bound Guy played by Alan
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 06/05/2020
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Dick Tied
30 photos; 6:20 video
Model: Steve Thompson
Photography by Caiti8ff
Date of PRoduction: 05/25/2020 -
Taped Up Thug
3:36 video
Taped Thug played by Rex
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/10/2020 -
Bound Wolf
29 photos; 4:51 video
Model: Wolfric
Photography by Caitiff Date of Pfroduction:12/19/2012
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Friendly Visit pt 2
22 photos; 3:01 video
Cont. from part 1
Bound Guy 1 played by Derek
Bound Guy 2 played by Rawy
Bad Guy played by JMZ Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 09/22/2012 -
Working Out by Latoo
24 photos
“One…two…three…” Toby said as he was lifting his dumbbell. “One…two…three…” Unknown to Toby, there was a stranger looking at him from upstairs. “Yum!” Said this mysterious person. “I’m going to have some fun tonight.” This man descended down the stairs .. Toby didn’t even notice until he heard the last footstep down the stairs. “Hmm?” Toby frowned. “Who are you and what are you doing here?” “Hahaha.” This man laughed. “Just call me Moe. Now, up against the wall NOW!” “Ok ok ok…” Toby slowly got up. “I’m doing what you want.” Toby put his hands up against the wall, but Moe quickly jerked his hands behind his back and tied them up with rope. After his hands were tied, Moe took the rope and tied up his upper body also. “There we go…” Moe smiled. “Now, onto the bench!” “Wait… wha…? Toby was interrupted when Moe’s big hands grasped Toby’s shoulders and led him to the workout bench. “What do you want from me?” “Boys like you need to be quiet while the adult talks.” Moe stated as he shoved an orange bandana into his mouth. “Now then as to why I’m here today… that’s something that will become clear to you much later.” “Mmmm?” Toby groaned as he started to fear for what might happen to him. “Now now.” Moe caressed Toby’s head. “I’m not going to hurt you as long as you do what I say… and I mean EVERYTHING I say.’ Toby didn’t want to fight back because of what may happen so he just dropped his head and waited for what Moe was going to do next. Moe pushed Toby against the bench and tied his chest to it while hearing muffled cries. “Oh God…” Moe sighed. “And you call yourself a man…” Toby kept on crying until Moe let out an angry sigh, reached into his pocket, grabbed a white bandana, and shoved it into his mouth. But, that wasn’t enough for Moe because he could still hear Toby cry at which point Moe took out a very big white bandana and covered Toby whole mouth with it. Finally, Toby’s cries were silenced by three cleave gags. “Only one more thing to do before we begin.” Moe gave a quick chuckle as he grabbed his rope, placed Toby’s feet upon the bench, and tied them to it. As Moe finished Toby realized that moving was a futile effort; as he moved, his ropes would firmly hold him, trapping him onto to chair. “So, are you ready?” Moe asked. “MMMNO NOMMMPH!” Toby moaned shaking his head. “Haha” Moe laughed. “You really don’t have much of a choice in this matter so just sit back and enjoy hehe.” “MMM?” Toby dreaded what he thought was going to happen next. Toby was right… Moe did go for his body first. Moe took his big hands and managed to find all of Toby’s tickle spots. His fingers dug into Toby as Toby franticly tried to pull away, but the ropes wouldn’t give. Toby’s whole body was on fire as Moe was relentless with his tickle assault; you could hear Toby’s laughter through his cleave gags which was meant that Moe was really going all out. “Tickle tickle tickle boy!” Moe said. “Oh yeah… struggle!” “HHHAHAMMMPPH HHAHAHAMMMMPPPHHHH!” Toby kept trying to pull away, but couldn’t. After about a lone hour or so of non-stop tickling, Moe stopped and stood up. Toby panted heavily through his gags as sweat dripped to the floor from every part of his body; his hair on his chest was literally soaked. “I think that’s enough for today boy…” Moe smiled. “So, let’s cool you down shall we?” “…” Toby was way too tired to respond to that. So, Moe started at Toby’s chest and began to massage it slowly. He began at the shoulders and rubbed them softly, but firmly. Then after the shoulders, Moe worked his way down to the chest where he again softly, but firmly massaged Toby’s muscles. Toby didn’t know how to respond to this, but the massage did feel really good so he didn’t struggle. After the chest, Moe continued his way down to the legs where he gave both calves a good rubdown. Finally, Moe finished with Toby’s socked feet where he spent the longest time carefully massaging and rubbing them. After about a half hour of massage Toby, Moe stood up to address his captive. “So…” Moe said. “Do you know why I did all this just now?” Toby shook his head. “Well… I did this because you needed a step up from your usual workout. I’ve been watching you for a while with your pity dumbbells and bench presses, but those exercises weren’t getting you anything. So, I thought it was my duty as a wandering workout couch to help such a cute boy. My methods are a little unorthodox, but hey, you’re sweating a lot hehe.” Toby realized that he hadn’t felt so worked out in such a long time. “Good…” Moe smirked. “Well, I think it’s time for me to go now. As for my last exercise to you… get out of these ropes. Good bye.” Moe went up the stairs to the sounds of the bench squeaking. The End Toby played by Matt Photography by Caitiff Date of Production:10/18/2010
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All to Myself
25 photos; 6:59 video
Bound Guy played by Bryce
Bad Guy played by Tristan
Date of Production: 03/26/2014
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Country Boi Bound
27 photos; 4:28 video
Straight Boi's first time tied
Model: Rhett Tucker
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 08/13/2020 -
Just Came In Here to Gag You
29 photos; 3:48 video
Bound Guy played by Manny
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/10/2020 -
You Need to Shut Up
29 photos; 3:56 video
Bound Guy played by Vladimir
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/11/2020
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House Broken
27 photos; 4:11 video
Bound Guy played by Garrett
Bad Guy played by Cliff
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/15/2010 -
The Long Sit by Latoo
25 photos; 3:08 video
“Sup y’all!” A man with a backwards cap started to write on the boundguys.com forums. “Name’s Scooter and I’m a gonna speak bout my first experience with the ropes.”
It all started bout two weeks ago when I was chilling on my usual spot in the park. I just hanging there waiting of my crew, minding my own business when this cop walks up to me and gets all in my grill. He was saying shit like “Your being a public menace” and “you have two minute to leave or else!”
Well, I don’t take that kind of shit so I told that fat pig to buzz off and gave him the finger. That made him go all red so he grabbed me and pulled me down the street. I was all like, “Yo man! Let me go!” “Hmmm” The cop said. “I think we can work something out…” He continued to drag me until we entered an abandoned house.
He opened the front door and threw me inside. “Yo! Where the hell are we?” I screamed at the dumbass cop. “Hahaha. This place?” The cop smiled. “Oh, this is just an old XXXX house we cleared out a few months ago. It’s nice and secluded for what I have to store for your pretty little ass.”
“Yo! What the fuck do you want yo?!” I hissed at him.
“This…” He smiled holding out his cop handcuffs.
“Whoa whoa whoa man!” I backed up. “I ain’t no queer! I ain’t doing this shit!”
“You don’t have a choice!” The cop grabbed me behind. He XXXX my hands together and handcuffed me.
“Ouch man!” I yelped. “That hurts yo!” “Oh be quiet you stupid punk” The cop said. “I’ve got something I been itching to try out!” “No way man!” I yelled. “I am soo going to kick your fucking ass when I get out of here!” The cop from out of nowhere took out a purple ball gag and shoved it into my mouth. “MMMMM!” I protested. “Finally you shut up!” The cop XXXX me on my knees. “Your white boy gangster accent was getting on my nerves.”
I was pissing my pants at this point. This cop had me fucking handcuffed and gagged; I was all like, “Shit yo… what the hell imma gonna do now?”
“Now, sit down in that chair over there!” The cop grabbed me by the collar and threw me into the nearby seat.
“MMMM!” I cried out when I hit the chair.
“Now, just stay there for a minute.” The cop told me. The cop pulled out a fucking coil of rope; “How come on…” I thought. “This cop is fucking nuts yo!” He tied my legs to each leg of the chair and made sure I couldn’t escape. After that, he took the rope again and wrapped my elbows and chest with it. After he was done, he just smiled and petted me. He said, “Awww, don’t you look cute with your little backwards hat.” I lurched forward, but the ropes held me down. “Now now.” The cop stated. “Don’t strain yourself. I happen to have some time before I have to go so let’s have some fun…” “Yo man…” I moaned. “Just let me go please…” I think he understand my garbled plea, but ignored it as he came closer. The cop was all like looking at me funny; “Please… just stop yo.” I moaned again. “Give it a rest.” The cop was still lookin at me.
“Ohhh, I see you’re wearing black socks.” That cop suddenly was looking at my feet yo, it was creepy as hell. “You know…” The cop continued. “I have a thing for cute boys in black socks…” “MMMMPH!” I protested. “NONONONMMMMMPHHH!”
“Hahaha.” The cop laughed. “You’re right…. I don’t have time to play with you. I’m still on duty you know.” “MMMmmm…” I groaned. The cop picked up his radio and said, “Dispatch, I found a XXXXgie hanging out in the abandoned house we busted a few months back. Could you send a squad car to pick him up; I’ll make sure he doesn’t run away.” “MMMM!” I cried out. “Well, it’s been fun, but sadly our little date has to end.” The cop smirked. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep you company until the squad car pulls up. Your ‘gangster’ ass is going to go over well with the other inmates. Hahahahahaha!”
And that’s my story yo on how I first experienced bondage. Well, I spent bout a week in the slammer until I was released out on bail. Now, I don’t hold grudges cause the word on the street is that the cop is still working. I think me and my home boys might pay him a little visit and return the favor in kind. This gangsta is so gonna drive-by handjob with a little bondage to boot!
The End
Scooter played by Rawy
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 08/16/2009 -
In My Power by Fidelis
27 photos
You’re going to regret, this you two-bit punk. You and your…MMMMPHH!"
Norm Halliday’s tirade was cut short as a beefy hand was clamped over his mouth.
"Why don’t you just shut your mouth, Mr. Hot Shot? Or maybe I’ll shut it for you. I’m sick and tired of listening to you yammering away. You’re really starting to get on my nerves. But from what I’ve heard, you should be used to that. You don’t seem to be in the running for winning any popularity contests."
"MMMGGETMMMUUPUNK!"
"Yeah, yeah. I’m really frightened, tough guy. Can’t you see me shake in my boots? You can talk tough all you want, but I didn’t notice you putting up a fight when we took you. You were so frightened I thought that you were going to piss in your pants. Now, let me go and find something to shut you up." "Fucking punk." Norm muttered under his breath. He WAS a tough guy – just ask his employees and his competitors. He could take on this punk any time he wanted – but only in a fair fight. He didn’t consider three hulking, muscular goons armed as a fair fight. He would show these creeps who was boss.
"I’m warning you, you cretin, if you….GGGGGLLLMMMMPHHHH!"
"You were saying? Sorry, big guy, I can’t hear a word that you’re saying. I wonder why?"
Norm fumed, muttering imprecations into the tape gag that now covered his mouth. The bastard had wrapped the tape around and around head, after first stuffing Norm’s mouth with his own handkerchief, which he had extracted from the inside pocket of Norm’s suit jacket.
"That’s much better. Now I don’t have to listen to you. Don’t you ever get tired of the sound of your own voice?"
"MMGOOCANTMMDOMISSTOME! GGGIMMIMPORTANT!"
"Yeah, yeah, sweetheart, I know you’re important. Why do you think we grabbed you? For the pleasure of your company? HA!"
Norm lunged forward in impotent fury. Damn, if he weren’t tied up, he would teach this punk a lesson he wouldn’t forget. He had had the temerity to chuck Norm under the chin when he called him sweetheart, and had made disgusting kissy sounds. Norm was real he-man; he wasn’t going to submit to this kind of behaviour!
"Relax, macho man. There’s no one around here to be impressed by your posturing. You’re just another one of those little tin pot tyrants who likes to throw your weight around, but when push comes to shove, you’re just a big old wuss. Aren’t you?"
"MMMWWUUSSSSS!!!GGGMMRRIPURHEADMOFF!"
"Tell it to the Marines. I told you, I’m not impressed. Now let’s get you ready for some pretty pictures. First, a little note. Yeah, that looks good. Nice big letters, so that no one should have any trouble reading them. And if the sight of you all tied up and gagged doesn’t get your partners all anxious and upset, this might do the trick."
Norm gulped as he felt the big XXXX jammed against this temple. The punk was laughing as he it let it slide down Norm’s neck, and then he jammed under Norm’s chin, forcing his head back. Sweat started to trickle down Norm’s back.
"MMMMNOOOO! MMMPLEASEMMDONT!"
"Aw, is the big bad hard nosed asshole afraid? Does the little XXXX make Normie frightened? Don’t piss your pants on me, big boy. Though that might make a good picture, I don’t want to sit around with you smelling like a big old baby who hasn’t had his diaper changed. OK, now all we have to do is wait . You are such a big prick, your partners might just say good riddance."
"Damn, this waiting is really boring. What do you say that we play a game? But first I want to get rid of this mask. It’s getting really hot. I guess that means that we will have to do something about those eyes of yours. We can’t have you taking a peek at me, can we?"
"MMMGAMMEE? MMNNOOOOO!"
"Don’t be such a big suck. Are you afraid of the dark? Too fucking bad, big boy. Now it’s time to play the game. We’ll find out what kind of macho stud you really are.
"GGMMMPHH? MMHEEEY! MMSHTOPTHAT! MMUCANTDOTHAT!"
"If you hadn’t noticed, you’re the one who is tied up and gagged, and I’m the one with the XXXX. I think that makes me the one who is charge. Now just shut up and we’ll play the game."
Norm wriggled in his chair as the bizarre game began. Norm’s crotch was being alternately squeezed and stroked. Norm made inarticulate grunting noises as he felt something start to grow in his groin. No, this couldn’t be! It was impossible!
"Hey, you aren’t doing too badly, hot shot. I can feel you’re already starting to pop a woody. Now for round two. Time to get rid of some of those clothes.
"GGGMMMANNNOOO! MMSHTOPRIGHTNOW! NNNOOOOO!" Norm howled into his gag as he his belt was unbuckled and zipper was undone. Moments later his pants and his briefs were pulled down, exposing his swollen cock and balls.
"Oh, that’s nice, really nice. Just waiting for me to play with you, aren’t you? I can see that you’re already drooling. Isn’t a good thing that I pulled your pants down? We wouldn’t want to get that nice suit of yours all sticky, would we?"
"MMMONNNHHNOOO! OMMMMYYY. MMMOHHHH!"
Norm struggled as the bastard stroked his cock and played with his balls. Oh, he was getting so hard, he knew that he was going to blow his load any minute. Oh fuck, he couldn’t stand much more of this. Any minute now, any minute…
"MMMWHAT? HHHUHH?"
"Oh, I forgot to tell you the name of the game, didn’t I? It’s called cum control. You see I make you hard and ready to shoot, and then I stop. And then I start on you again. And then I stop. Isn’t it fun?"
Hours passed. Norm was sobbing into his gag with frustration. His cock was getting sore and chafed with the constant stroking and sucking, but the sadistic bastard who was holding him captive always stopped at the crucial moment. Norm thought that his balls would explode soon if they didn’t get some release.
"BRRRRRINNNNG. BRRRRRINNNNGGG."
"Good news, hot shot. Your partners have dropped off the ransom. They’ll be here within the next hour. Won’t it be a treat for them, to see you with your pants down, and your dick out? How are you going to explain that to them? However, that’s your problem. It’s been a blast, big boy. Who knows? Maybe I’ll see you again some time."
"MMMMNNOOOO! UMMCANTMMLEAVEMMEMLIKETHIS!"
Oh God, that bastard. Leaving him here all tied and gagged and horny as hell. Norm tugged and pulled at the ropes around his wrists, rope that had been getting looser and looser over the hours that the punk had been torturing him. He finally managed to get his swollen hands free. He fumbled at the ropes around his ankles. Ah, the relief of being able to move his legs, trapped in that one position for so many hours. He ripped the tape from his eyes. He looked around him, half expecting to see his dick head partners laughing at him. Thank God, he was still alone! He took his poor abused cock in his hand and started jerking, thinking of the vile things done to him. He bit down on the sodden handkerchief that was still stuffed in his mouth. Oh yeah, the bastard would never have been able to do this to him if hadn’t been all tied up and gagged. As he erupted, spurting a geyser of cum across the room, Norm wondered how much it would cost to arrange another .THE ENDNorm played by Stu
Photography by Caitiff
Date of production: 03/23/2002
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Wages of Sin by Fidelis
30 photos
Brad stood by the washing machine, dreaming as he finished his last load of laundry. He looked around him disdainfully. He would be out of this dump soon enough. Just one more day.....and he'd be leaving on a plane for a warm, sunny destination. This job had worked out perfectly - Ivan was completely unaware that Brad had been skimming money from the protection payments, and depositing it in a bank account in the Cayman Islands. It was almost not worth doing laundry to take with him; he was planning on buying a whole new wardrobe when he arrived. But...he didn't want to arouse any suspicions when he boarded the plane, so he needed to take some luggage. The sound of the washing machine drowned out the noise of the door to the basement door opening. Brad was rudely awakened from his day dreams when he heard a voice silkily inquiring "Taking a trip, Bradley? It's not nice to tell the boss that you are going away, especially when it seems that you have developed a bad case of sticky fingers." Oh shit! "Just stand there like a good boy, Bradley. That's right, put your hands in front of you. There, how does that feel? Tight enough for you?" "No, no Ivan, this is all a big mistake! I can explain everythi...MMMMPPHH." "How considerate of you Bradley, to have gag material so conveniently at hand. " "MMMPPHHHNNNOOOO." Brad was sweating bullets as he was gagged with one of his own freshly laundered socks. He didn't like this situation one little bit. As he was XXXX to walk backwards, with Ivan's XXXX prodding him in the stomach, he tried to think of a way out. Why was Ivan pulling out that stool? Why did he have more rope in his hands? "Ah, that's much better, my friend. You look quite nice stretched out like that. Everything, or almost everything accessible. Just let me do this. That's better. I had to make sure that you didn't have any concealed weapons, Bradley." "MMMMNNNNOOOO. GGGSPLAIN." Brad was getting really scared now. Ivan had pulled down his shorts and rubbed that big nasty XXXX of his all over Brad's cock and balls. The metal was hard and cold; Brad was afraid that Ivan might have an itchy finger and pull the trigger while the XXXX was down there. "MMMOUUUCCCH." Brad screamed into his sock gag as Ivan pulled on his hair. "Explain? You think that you can explain all of the money that has somehow gone missing? Explain how it all ended up in a bank account that doesn't belong to me? How stupid do you think I am, Brad? Now turn around, big boy, and let me have a look at that nice butt of yours." Brad whimpered into his gag as Ivan fondled his ass, rubbing the cold XXXX over his bare butt. He gulped when he felt it slide between his cheeks. Oh no, Ivan wouldn't do that to him, would he? Hey, what was he doing now? Ivan's hands shouldn't be down there. Oh. Mmmm. Oh. Gee that felt good. Oh yeah, a little harder. Wait a minute, what was he going to do with that rope? OUCH! "I would advise you not to struggle too much, Bradley. We wouldn't want anything unpleasant to happen down there, would we? I am sure that any sudden movement must be very painful. For instance if I was to tickle your armpits.....you see what I mean. I bet that hurt a lot. You have to be more careful." Brad moaned as Ivan started playing with his nipple ring, getting his nipple hard and erect. His moans turned to muffled screams as Ivan picked up another long piece of rope. He knew what Ivan was going to do that with that rope. There was no way that he could avoid it; even a tiny movement on his part exerted almost unbearable pressure on his cock and balls. He could only stand there helplessly as Ivan threaded the rope through the ring and tied it off to the overhead pipe. He tried to beg for mercy with his eyes, but Ivan paid no attention. "That's much better. You don't look at all comfortable Bradley. Just the way I planned it. You have to be taught a lesson. Stealing from the boss is NOT a good thing. And if I do this...I warned you about making sudden movements. No, don't flinch from me, Bradley. Hmm, I think it might be more fun for me if you can't see what is going to happen next. Anticipation is so much fun." Blindfolded, Brad hung by his wrists, unable to see what Ivan was going to do. Time after time he could feel Ivan's nimble fingers moving over his rib cage, flickering into his armpits, caressing the tender insides of his thighs. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop jerking at each unseen touch. And each movement hurt like hell. He screamed through his gag, but only Ivan could hear his muffled cries. Finally Ivan stopped tormenting Brad. Brad sighed in relief as the ropes around his cock and balls, and through his nipple ring were released. Then the blindfold was removed. Brad squinted in the sudden brightness. His eyes bulged as he saw Ivan standing in front of him, naked and sporting an enormous erection. Uh oh, this looked like trouble. " I know that you'll give me my money back, Brad, but I need additional payment for all the trouble that you have caused me. Get ready to enjoy yourself." THE END Brad played by Drew Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 01/18/2003
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20 photos; 4:18 video
Model : Dick Bob
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 07/31/2020 -
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20 photos; 4:25 video
Bound Guy played by Jesse Daniiels
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/06/2020
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23 photos; 6:44 video
Santa played by Fred
Photography by Marco Grieco
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Tags: muscle, tape gag, thigh tie, shirtless, exposed, stroke, holiday, underwear
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24 photos; 3:14 video
Gagged Guy played by Tidus
Bad Guy played by Dalton
Photography by Caitiff
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Tags: , bear, gagging, gagged, cleave gag, frog tie, tape gag, hand gag, dominated
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24 photos; 5:19 video
Bound Guy played by Danny
Bad Guy played by Dalton
Photography by Caitiff
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24 photos; 6:20 video
Model: Brian
Photography by Caitiff
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Tags: spanking, plug gag, socks, grope, shirtless, otter, bad guy, dominated
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19 photos; 2:51 video
Bound Guy played by Jack Stone
Bad Guy played by Brian
Photography by Caitiff
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Tags: gagging, hand gag, chair tied, tape gag, cleave gag, bad guy
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32 photos; 5:21 video
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Photography by Caitiff
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Tags: nude,, nudity, muscle, hog tie, butt, grope, cleave gag, bare foot
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20 photos; 3:40 video
Model: Cody Jonson
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Tags: underwear, twink, cleave gag, bare foot, hog tie