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Scarlet Streak Subdued

22 photos; 5:33 video

Scarlet Streak played by Jesse Daniels
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 10/13/2019
Jogger Hog Tied

24 photos; 4:09 video

The Jogger played by David
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 10/16/2019
You Belong to Me

24 photos; 6:10 video

BoundGuy played by Troy
Bad Guy played by Remy

Date of Production: 08/10/2019

Hog Tied Grunt

29 photos; 4:20 video

Model: Derek Photography by Caitiff Date of Production:11/16/2013
Comrades in Bondage by JMZ

26 photos; 3:32 video

Cont'd from "An Officer and a Hostage"
            If Mr. Bradford wants a thousand page essay, that’s what he’ll get. My father pays this man’s salary, so I’m pretty safe in the fact that he’ll keep quiet about this whole ordeal. Besides with tape over his mouth he doesn’t have much of a choice. The tape is a nice change of pace; I wish he would sport a strip over his mouth in class. On the other hand if my dad’s threat of financially cutting me off if I got into more trouble is real I’m pretty screwed. Oh well I’m doing the assignment that was assigned. It will be titled “Escapology, the Art of the Escape”. Mr. Bradford will sure to give me an A on it, after all he is my research subject.

            I’ll start it off by writing about the challenge. I tied double knots around the subjects wrists, his fists clenched as I wrapped the rope around several times. I did the same with his knees and ankles. In order to keep him from using his teeth to gnaw at the knots it was necessary to tape his mouth shut. Now it was time to watch and see if the subject would be able to break free. “MMMPPPHHH”, he grunted. “Now Mr. Bradford there is no need for foul language, you wanted a thousand word essay, and your going to get one. Do you have a pen and paper so I can take notes?” “ MMMPPPHHH.” “That’s okay Mr. Bradford I’ll get it myself no need to get up.” I’ll continue on with how the subject looked angry after minutes of struggling. His face reddened, and his glare towards me was menacing.

            It sounds like somebody is at the door. I’d better hide. “Chet, what the hell is going on”, he yelled. It was Mr. Harris. Why did he have a key to Branford’s place? “MMMPPPHHH.” I’d better think of something quick before he rips the tape off his mouth. “Hello Mr. Harris.” “Tim Mcnarma, did you do this?” “Yes sir I did, Mr. Bradford wanted me to write a thousand word essay, and I decided to do it on escapology.” “He offered to help me out and be my test subject.” “Well that was nice of you Chet.” “MMMPPPHHH”, Mr. Bradford screamed. Luckily for me Mr. Harris was not too bright; he had been demoted from teaching history to being the gym coach. “Well Tim can I help in any way?” “Sure Mr. Harris, can I tie you up and see if you can escape?”
“Okay, anything to help with the educational process.” What an idiot. I tied Mr. Harris’ writs together. I knotted the rope tightly. I began on his ankles and sat him back to back with Mr. Bradford. He seemed all too happy to oblige. In the meantime Mr. Bradford struggled and grunted, trying to warn Mr. Harris. “Now Chet quit struggling, wait for me to get tied up. We’ll see who gets free first.” “MMMPPMMHHPPP, MMMPPPHHH.” Poor Mr. Bradford I almost felt sorry for him. This dumb ass teacher could have saved him. I ripped a strip of silver tape from the roll and pressed it against Mr. Harris’ lips. He smiled under the tape as I pressed down on his mouth. The struggle began.

            They rolled and tugged at their binds. Mr. Bradford hell bent on breaking free to get at me, and Mr. Harris struggling in the name of education. As they struggled I wondered through the apartment. There signs everywhere of Mr. Harris. That was it! I had always heard the rumors but never believed them. They were lovers. I walked back into the room that held my captive teachers. I carried with me a framed picture of the two of them at some street fair. As I revealed what was in my hand both of their facial expressions changed to one of utter surprise. “Well Mr. Harris I must tell you, I am not doing this for an assignment.” “I did this cause I was pissed about the assignment.” “You fell right into my trap.” “MMMPPPHHHPPPHHHPPPHHPPPHHHPMM”, he screamed through his taped mouth. I had leverage.”Well guys its time for me to go, and I’m as suming you both will keep this quiet, considering what I could tell the school administration.” A look of defeat fell over their faces. “I’ll take this picture with me for safe keeping, Mr. Bradford I hope you like the essay I turn in.” The next day I went to class and found Mr. Bradford writing at the board. He gave me a look of disgust as I took my seat. The duct tape had left a red mark around his mouth that he kept rubbing. I aced the assignment.

The End

Bradford played by Kent Harris played by Aaron Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 06/13/2007
Outsmarted by Soft Touch

30 photos

            Willy and Peter, the two new Pledge Boys, thought that they were so smart. First they paraded their jockstrap-clad bodies in front of Pledge Master Erik to distract him with their tempting charms. Then they had put something in the wine that they had so obediently served him. Erik didn't know what they had used, but after only a few sips of the sweet wine, he was feeling really light-headed and weak.
            “What did you do to me?” Erik had tried to demand from the two disobedient freshmen, but Willy and Peter had just pranced around him in their sexy jocks and stayed just out of Erik’s reach until the full effects of the XXXX had taken effect. And, in a very short time, Erik discovered that he was too weak to lift his arms or to even close his drooling mouthy. This angered Erik and he roared at the two boys, but his roar came out as a bunch of wet raspberries from his numb lips, and Willy and Peter laughed at him.
            By that time the effects of the substance were such that Erik felt like he was outside of his own body. He could watch what was happening to him, but he was powerless to resist or to interfere in any way. So then he was quite helpless while Willy and Peter pulled him up out of his throne chair and then dragged his XXXX body over to a corner of the room.
            “Guess you won't be paddling us tonight!” Willy taunted. And Peter laughed “Yea, and we're going to make sure you can't get your hands nowhere near our jocks.” With that the two boys dumped Erik into a heap on the floor.
            “You won't get away with this!” Erik slobbered all down the front of his shirt.
            “Oh yea…? Get his mouth, Willy!” Peter stood behind Erik and pulled the back of Erik’s head back against the spongy bulge of his jock while he held Erik’s head still. Then Willy XXXX Erik’s mouth shut while he plastered strip after strip of duct tape in overlapping layers over Erik’s lips and chin until he couldn't move his mouth at all and he had to breathe through his nose.

            As soon as his busy hands were through with the tape, Willy then ran his fingers into Erik’s hair and pulled the Pledge Master’s taped face up against the soft bulge of his jock. Erik had made the two boys were those same jocks for three days running during their initiation and now he regretted that because his nose was being pressed against the spongy softness of Willy’s jock and now he was being XXXX to sniff three days worth of sweat and other unwashed boy-smells.
            And that was so distracting that Erik didn't even notice at first that clever Peter had pulled Erik’s arms behind his back and now he was happily wrapping coil after coil of tight rope all around the Pledge Master’s arms and wrists until the pain of the tight rope knots finally penetrated through Erik’s haze. Too late, Erik realized that the two Pledges were trying to make him completely helpless.

            Erik growled behind his taped-over lips and tried kicking at the two boys with his feet. But the two clever boys stayed out of range of his feet until they were able to move in and turn him over onto his stomach. Then Willy held his legs still by sitting on them while Peter wrapped and tied more rope around Erik’s ankles.
            By this time the effects of whatever they had put into his wine were beginning to wear off and Erik was becoming furious. How dare these two boys treat their Pledge Master in this way? And Erik’s anger increased as Willy and Peter began dancing around him and pointing their fingers at him and having lots of little jokes at Erik’s expense.
            Anger gave Erik strength and he began struggling and straining at the ropes that were binding him so tightly. The two Pledges thought that they were so clever, but Erik would show them. Erik knew a thing or two about ropes, too. Then Erik folded his body in half and began sliding his tied hands down past his tight buns.
            “Oh no you don't!” Willy pounced on Erik. “Help me Peter!”
            The two boys wrestled the bound Erik until they managed to turn him over onto his stomach. Then Willy bent Erik’s knees up behind him and held them in place while Peter wrapped and tied more rope in a tight hog-tie between Erik’s wrists and ankles.
            “Are you sure he can't get away now,” a worried Willy wanted to know.
            “Yea, no problem,” Peter reassured his friend. “I used to tie my brother like this and he could never get out of it.”
            “Cool! Then let’s party!” Willy danced toward the next room and Peter followed him.
            Erik heard the sound of music and laughter coming from the next room as the two young freshmen began to enjoy themselves. “Go ahead boys; have lots of fun,” Erik smiled thinly as he began to slowly, but surely work on the knotted ropes.
            Willy and Peter had no way of knowing it, but Erik had been tied up before. And now that the effects of the XXXX wine had finally dissipated, Erik’s brain was starting to clear and he could feel the strength returning to his muscles. Now all he needed was a little patience.
            It wasn't easy. The two freshmen had done a pretty good job of tying their knots. But then one knot began to come loose. And then Erik solved another knot-puzzle. And then he began to feel some slack in the ropes.
            One by one, the tight ropes gave way until Erik was finally able to get his hands free. Then he peeled the nasty duct tape off of his face so that he could breathe a little better before he tackled the rest of the knotted ropes.
            And, even as the last of the ropes were falling free, Erik was developing a nasty plan; a plan that involved lots of munching on soiled jocks, and lots of tight buddy-bondage, and just a little bit of revenge against Willy and Peter for being such bad boys.

THE END

Erik played by Johhny
Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 08/08/2005

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