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Bound In the Cornor
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Cont'd from "Hacker Sacked" “Mmmppphhhh! Mmmmffaaaa” Derek moaned through the gag that filled and sealed his mouth. His eyes were also covered with tape. Unable to see or talk and barely hear, Derek was unable to know what was going on. Only about an hour before, Derek had been going through his computer, hacking into other’s secured systems. Unfortunately one of his victims had traced him back to his house. Derek was now tied up and gagged while his computer was being ransacked. Derek was shoved down to the floor. He could feel the corner of his wall against his back. Derek curled up into a tight ball. Derek shifted uncomfortably against the wall, feeling incredibly claustrophobic. The ropes binding his wrists bit into his hands. Derek tried shifting his wrists to get some slack. But the ropes held fast, keeping Derek’s hands secured behind his back. “Mmmmmmmm!”, Derek continued to moan. Even though Derek knew his captors were still around, he twisted in his bondage. Annoyed, his kidnappers decided to make things even more uncomfortable for Derek. They tied a rope from Derek’s knees to his around the back of his neck. Now Derek was stuck in a tight ball, unable to move his knees away from his head. “Mmmmmm!”, Derek protested but his kidnappers just laughed. One of them tormented him further by tipping poor Derek onto his side. Angrily Derek kicked with his bound legs. But it was useless. Derek was completely helpless. His helplessness was made even more apparent as one fo the kidnappers, clearly bored and feeling sadistic, felt Derek up, smacking his ass and shoving his feet into Derek’s face. Derek could smell the guy’s dirty socks fill his nostrils. “Hahahahhahaha. I think he likes it!” Derek could hear the man tell his partner. “Mmmmmmmm!” Derek grunted as he jerked as much as the ropes binding him allowed. This was followed by Derek’s ass being slapped hard a few times.Derek had never been so abused in his life. Though by rights he should have been scared shitless, instead he was just angry as hell. He was supposed to be the one who took power over other people. He didn’t like it being down to him. “Well I think I got what we cam here for.” Derek heard a napper, the one fiddling with his computer, say. “What about him?” Derek felt a lump in his throat at the question. “We take him with us. We can see what else he knows. And I’m sure we can put him to use once he’s broken down a bit.” Derek grunted and kicked and moaned a she was lifted and carried out of his house to some unknown fate. The End
Derek played Uriah
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production:04/20/2011 -
Welcome Home pt 2
16 photos; 2:24 video
As the thug added the last knot to Dwayne's bondage, Philip sighed through his gag. His hopes of being rescued by his roommate were crushed as he watched a gag being tied into Dwayne's sexy mouth. Dwayne's manly grunts as he was bound and gagged had turned Philip on big-time, despite the dangerous situation.
Cont'd from Part 1
"OK, assholes, I got a few more things to do," the intruder said. "Sit here nice and quiet and I won't hurt you. Don't make me hurt you."
He left the living room and the two captives began struggling in their rope restraints. The cleave gags in their mouths did not completely silence them, though their words were distorted by the thick cloth.
"Uck...ee ooops ite!" ("Fuck..these ropes are tight!") Dwayne mumbled, his eyes blazing.
"Ah oo...ah ba ied ee ows." ("I know...I've been tied for 3 hours.") Philip replied.
"Ahn et ooo?" ("Can you get loose?")
"Ay-ee." ("Maybe.")
The two hostages heard the front door open and close. At last, they were alone and unharmed, except for the tight bondage and gags. Dwayne twisted on the couch, trying to get his fingertips on Philip's bindings. They two men struggled for at least an hour without any progress, when suddenly Dwayne was able to loosen one of the knots around Philip's wrists. After another 40 minutes of struggling, Philip felt the rope finally loosening. Finally, the main knot gave way and with a little more twisting of his hands, he was free. He reached up and pulled the gag from his mouth, gasping for air. Seeing his buddy free, Dwayne began grunting in earnest.
"Uh-i ee!" ("Untie me!") he mumbled impatiently. "Uhh ufff!" ("Hurry up!")
Philip was in no mood to listen to his domineering roommate's demands. After being bound and gagged for five hours, he decided his buddy should catch up.
"You big jerk! I was waiting for you to rescue me, and all you did was screw up, as usual! Why didn't you listen to me when you came in? I tried to warn you!"
"Ah ah-ee! Ah int owe!" ("I'm sorry! I didn't know!") Dwayne grunted.
"You saw me tied up, and just wanted to play. Well, now it's my turn!"
"Ahh?? Ott oo eee?" ("What? What do you mean?")
For once Philip had the upper hand, and he intended to use it. He smiled down at his still-helpless buddy, who looked so hot in the rope and gag.
"Now it's my turn to have some fun," Philip gloated.Philip played by Andre Dwayne played by Sammy Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 06/05/2006 -
Hard Hat by Fidelis
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"Fucking, thieving idiots" Jake muttered to himself. He had this hugely lucrative job installing a brand new gourmet kitchen in this grand old house, and he had had to fire his assistants, Jose and Fred. They were both lazy bastards, and it turned out that they had been pilfering material and tools from the job. He was better off alone, especially now that he had a fortune in appliances and expensive materials just sitting here. He would have to work his ass off, but he would get the job done, on time and more cheaply than he had expected. His swearing and the sound of the drill completely covered the creaking sound that the old floor made. Jake was so intent on his work that he didn’t even realize that someone had crept up behind him, a 2 by 4 in hand.
"Gee, I hope you didn’t kill him. He doesn’t look so good."
"Nah, that was a love tap. The cheap bastard has a thick skull. I just hope that I didn’t damage the drill. We can get good money for that. C’mon, help me get him over here. We’ve got to fix him up. He isn’t going to be in a good mood when he wakes up, and I don’t want him interfering with our work."
"GGMMMMHHH? MMMOOOOHHHH. GGMMFUCK?"
Jake tried to focus. He saw four figures standing in front of him, no, not four , two. As his vision cleared he realized that he was looking at his former employees, Jose and Fred. It was only when he tried to stagger to his feet that Jake discovered what a sticky situation he was in. The felonious duo had taped him up, good and tight. Jake howled imprecations through his tape-gagged mouth.
"Ah, take a load off, boss. You have a nice good rest. You’ve been working way too hard. Yeah, take a long rest. You aren’t going to have much to do once we’re finished here. All of this stuff should bring a few dollars. Don’t you think so, boss? And your nice new truck will bring in a few more bucks."
"GGGNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! MMUCANTMMMDOMMTHIS!"
"Oh yeah, I think we can. Why don’t you do like Fred says. Sit there and enjoy yourself while we load up the truck."
Jake writhed in impotent fury while he was XXXX to watch his former workers carry off his expensive tools and some of the appliances and materials. He had laid out a fortune on this stuff, and now he had to watch it disappear. The dumb asses would probably sell it for a fraction of its value.
"Get a move on, Jose. We gotta get the dolly to move these suckers – they weigh a ton. Don’t you worry about the boss man, he ain’t going anywhere."
"Yeah, yeah, you go, I’ll be just a second."
Jake flinched as the handsome Latino came over to him and chucked him under the chin.
"It looks like you’ve got yourself into a tight spot, doesn’t it handsome? You don’t how tight a spot yet, but you sure as hell are going to find out."
Jake sat there petrified as Jose ran his work-hardened hands over Jake’s muscular body. Jake felt himself break out in a cold sweat. There was a lascivious gleam in Jose’s eyes that he didn’t like one little bit. There was a sinking sensation in the pit of his stomach. He was beginning to get the idea that he was going to suffer something more than the loss of his goods.
"You just sit there, nice and tight. We’ll be back to deal with you later." The moment he was alone, Jake began his escape attempt. He managed to struggle to his feet, no easy thing with his hands taped to his knees. The hapless contractor then immediately tripped over a bucket and tumbled to the floor. He lay there, moaning in pain. The fall had made the pain in his head worse, and he was sure that he had bruised himself all over. He lay there for a moment, letting the pain wash over him in waves. He knew that he had to get away, so he tried to struggle to his feet once more. This wasn’t easy, especially from his prone position. Finally he managed to get himself into a sitting position, but when he tried to heave himself to his feet, he fell over again. ‘Fuck’, he though. ‘I might as well let those take everything; I’m going to kill myself trying to get away.’ But then he remembered the way Jose had looked at him, and he decided that he had really better escape. He had seen that look in other guy’s eyes, and he knew what it meant. The difference being that he had never been trussed up and gagged before. Yep, he had to get out of here, and pronto! It was obvious that pillage wasn’t the only thing those two had on their minds.
Jake rolled over onto his side, and finally managed to get to his feet. He shuffled over to a drawer where he had seen some utensils that the owners of the house had left, waiting to be discarded. Using his forearm, he finally managed to nudge the drawer open. Hmm, there were a couple of things in here that he might be able to use, but how to get them out of the drawer and into his bound hands? Jake put his face down in the drawer, thinking that he might somehow use his head to pull the drawer all the way out, until it fell to the floor, disgorging its contents.
"Whatcha doing, boss? Trying to get away? I don’t fucking think so!"
"GMMMMMOUUUCCCHHHH. MMMNOOOO!" Jake lay on the floor, once more howling into his gag.
"Ah shut up, stop your whining. You think we’re going to damage a prime piece of meat like you before we have our fun? Don’t be such a dope. What a sissy, crying over a few bumps and bruises. You’ll have more to cry about in a while."
Jake gasped in fear as he saw Jose whip out a knife. He sighed in relief when Jose used to the sharp blade to slice through the tape around his knees. His relief was short-lived as Jose hoisted him to his feet and pushed him up against the ladder. Jake whimpered as Jose rubbed his crotch against Jake’s firm, muscular butt.
"How do you like the feel of that, boss? Huh? You like that? Looking forward to it?"
"MMMMNNOOOO!!! GGGMUCANT!!!NNOOOOO!!!"
Jake was protesting through his gag at the same time that he realized that he was getting quite excited himself as Jose rubbed and kneaded his body. Hmm, this might not be so bad after all.
"I think we’ll leave that for that the main course. Why don’t we start you off with an appetizer?"
Jake’s eyes widened as Jose pushed him to the floor, at the same time as his ex-employee was unzipping his jeans. Shit, that wasn’t an appetizer! It could easily feed a family of four!
"Time to chow down, big boy. Prepare to enjoy!"THE ENDJake played by Lyle
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/11/2004
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Hairy Hank
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Model: Hank
Photography by Slade
Date of Production: 04/13/2013 -
Athlete Stripped
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Jock played by Steve Thompson
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 12/11/2019 -
The Unlucky Guard
28 photos; 7:34 video
Alll this for 7.25 an hour?
Security Guard played by Rick
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 12/10/2019
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Muscle Bear Hog Tied
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Model: Troy
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 10/12/2019 -
Homecoming pt 2
27 photos; 3:35 video
Cont'd from "HomeComing" “ So what should we do with you” the masked man said with a sinister leer as he looked at Jeff, bound and gagged on the couch. Jeff had come home only to be attacked and trussed up. Now he was a helpless prisoner. But whatever the masked man was about to do, he was delayed when he and Jeff heard the sound of the door being opened. Damn it, Jason was home too. Jeff couldn't’ tell if that was good or bad. By the time Jeff’s room mate Jason entered the living room, the masked man was gone. All he saw was Jeff sitting on the couch. His hands and feet were bound and thick black tape covered his mouth. “Mmmmm!” Jeff grunted. Unfortunately Jason did not quite understand the gravity of the situation. He assumed that Jeff had been the victim of some kind of practical joke. Not one to waste an opportunity, Jason sat on Jeff’s lap, tugging at the ropes. But he made no move to untie Jeff. Damn it Jason, Jeff thought, stop fooling around and untie me! “Mmmmmm!” Jeff grunted through his gag. Jason was having too much fun. He didn't’ know how Jeff had gotten tied up and gagged. All he knew was he finally had Jeff in his power. Unfortunately It was the masked man who had Jason in his power. Jason turned around with a start to see the masked man ! The masked man wasted no time, tying Jason’s hands behind his back with more of the same rope. Jason was shoved onto the couch next to his bound room mate where his feet were then tied. “Mmmmm!” Jason moaned as he was gagged with black tape. Now he matched Jeff in his bondage. Jeff fumed helplessly. IF only his room mate hadn't’ been an idiot and realised something was up. Surely seeing his room mate bound and gagged should have been a clue. Now they were both the hostages of a crazy guy with a bondage fetish.The masked man just laughed as he stared at his hostages struggling. He had other things to do. There were valuables to take. But no reason he couldn’t combine a fun with business. The End Jeff played by Chad
Jason played by Derek
The Masked Man played by Slade Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production:02/25/2012 -
In Too Deep.. In Color
5:26 video
Some asked that we do a color version of the In Too Deep video.
Here's the original The Detective played by Jon Storm
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 11/26/2019
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Hurt by JMZ
19 photos; 1:18 video
Cont'd from Hurt YouI froze in anticipation and I watched the old man light a cigarette outside. He began to pace again and I began my exhaustive struggle to get free. Once I got bearings back I began to struggle harder knowing time was not on my side. Sweat trickled down my forehead as this morning workout was harder than nay one I had done before. I maneuvered myself on my back to try and reach the rope that was knotted around my ankles.I was able to get the chair out from under me and on its side. I meticulously worked at the knots. My finger ached as I slowly began to unravel the rope that connected my ankles. If I could only get my feet loose I would at least be able to have a fighting chance if he came back in. “MMMPPPPPPP. MMMPPPHHH”, I grunted. As time went by I occasionally glanced at the door hoping to an officer walk in. I needed to work faster.
I used all my strength to pull the chair the between my legs to get a better grip. I grunted quietly so that the old man couldn’t hear my escape. The hard chair dug into my back just as the rope dug into my skin. I had to be smart about this, if I struggled too hard I would only knot the ropes tighter, patience was a virtue. As I made a second attempt at bringing the chair out from under me I glanced up to see my captors shadow on a cell phone. Was he bringing back up? I hoped the police would come soon before this crazy whack job came back in. there was no telling what he would do if he saw me trying to escape.
I was filled with excitement and exhaustion when I finally got my ankles free. I lay on the floor trying to catch my breath. This endeavor seemed harder with duct tape wrapped around my mouth. Once I got my breath back I began stage two. I pulled the chair back on its side and tried to get footing. I used my knees as leverage and got to my feet.
I slowly rocked back to sit in the chair and began the work to free my hands. I yanked and pulled hard. I was able to get one hand free quickly because I had loosened the rope while trying to get my ankle free. I pulled my wrist from the coils and quickly freed the other hand. My skin was bruised and red from the bindings. I had to get out quick I thought. I began to remove the gag which seemed harder than anything I had endured throughout this entire ordeal. The duct tape stuck to my skin tightly. I decided one big pull would have to do. I swiftly pulled the tape from around my mouth I opened my mouth to scream in pain but quickly stifled myself. I looked up towards the window to see the whack job still pacing. I quickly ran out of the back porch and to the nearest house to call the cops myself.
When the cops arrived I explained what had happened. The old man looked scared and apologetic as he heard me explain why I was there. The neighbors gathered on the sidewalk to watch the drama. As angry as I was I could not bring myself to press charges. The look the old guy’s face made me feel sorry for him. As the cops left he walked up to me and extended a hand. I shook it with his apologies. Later that night the door bell rang and it was him again. He invited me over for dinner with his wife and I accepted. The EndThe Victim played by Hal Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 09/25/2008 -
Hacker Sackd by Caitiff
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It had been a busy day for Derek. He had hacked into numerous computers searching for whatever he could find and gotten reams of material. He didn’t do it for money or some cause. Derek just liked getting into people shit and causing trouble. He figured he had managed to get something when found on an unlisted server. But he would need to look it over. Probably it was someone’s illegal movie downloads. Derek thought he heard the front door open. But that couldn’t be. His room mate would be at school all day. Derek glanced down the hall. It wasn't’ his room mate. It was two men wearing ski masks!
Derek did as he was told, stuffing the rag into his mouth and tying the ends around the back of his head. He then pushed his chair away from his computer. While the first man kept his XXXX trained on Derek, the other quickly tied Derek’s hands behind his back. Once securely tied up, Derek was pushed to the middle of the room. One of the men then began going through Derek’s computer. Meanwhile the XXXX man took out more rope to tie up Derek’s knees and ankles. Derek struggled weakly. Derek could only watch helplessly as his computer files were ransacked, everything copied down onto a flash drive. “Here it is. He got everything.” the man at Derek's’ computer said. “But I don’t think he had time to break the encryption.” “He had better not. You said putting it on that unlisted server would keep it safe.” “Well if you don't’ want him seeing anymore, then maybe you should blind fold him. This could take a while. There’s a lot more stuff on here that we can use.” “Mmmm!” Derek had another cloth tied over his eyes. He could still hear the tapping of keys. Damn these guys must have traced him back to his house. And now they were ransacking his computer. Beads of sweat ran down Derek's brow. He could only pray that since they so far only tied him up that meant they weren’t planning on killing him. Derek was lifted from the chair and tape was wrapped over his already gagged mouth. To Be Continued Derek played by Uriah
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production:04/20/2011 -
Grope 2
22 photos; 4:20 video
Let's Try this Hog Tied
Cont'd from Grope
Model: Chad
Model: PAtrick Aka Tynan Fox
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/24/2010
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Campus Douche Bag Gets His
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Campus Douche Bag played by Dante
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 10/15/2019 -
Footballer Bound
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Footballer played by Jesse Daniiels
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 09/14/2019 -
Bend Over
30 photos; 6:27 video
BoundGuy played by David
Bad Guy played by Remy
Date of Production: 08/06/2019
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All Trussed Up
29 photos; 6:47 video
Braxton is a but frustrated.
Model: Braxton
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 04/01/2012 -
Welcome Home! by Kurt
14 photos; 2:16 video
Philip couldn't believe the predicament he was in. Tied up and gagged, he had been drowsing on the couch when he'd been jolted into reality by a rough hand clamping over his mouth. Still half-asleep, he assumed it was his roommate Dwayne screwing around, but when he felt the cold steel pressing against his neck, he knew it was real. Before he could gather his senses, his arms were roughly pulled behind his back and his wrists were quickly tied. He was pushed down onto the sofa, and his ankles were tightly roped together. Pulled back into a sitting position, he grunted in surprise as a rolled bandanna was tied snugly into his mouth.
"Don't try nuthin, sucka!" the invader growled into his ear. Philip was left alone, and soon he heard rummaging sounds coming from upstairs. Philip, still half-asleep, sat obediently and tried to assess his situation. At least Dwayne was still at work, and hadn't been captured too. If only this intruder would leave, Dwayne would be able to rescue him when he got home. In the meantime, Philip decided to cooperate to increase his chances of survival. As he sat there, he was amazed to realize that his enforced helplessness and silence was actually turning him on. He and Dwayne had talked about bondage once and a while, usually while making fun of a scene on TV or in a movie, but the seed had been planted. Philip was feeling so hot that he almost wished the burglar would return and molest him, but he realized how stupid that was. As it was, the time dragged on, and Philip slowly sank back into the couch.
Once or twice, the intruder returned to check Philip's bindings and gag. Philip moaned as his gag was tightened and coyly rubbed his cheek against the robber's hand. The thug didn't seem to notice, and left the room again.Philip lost track of time..he wasn't even sure if the burglar was still in the house. Suddenly, he heard a sound at the front door.
"Hey, dude, I'm home!" DWAYNE!!
Dwayne stepped into the living room and saw his bound and gagged roommate on the couch.
"What the fu...what are you doing?" he sputtered.
Philip began grunting for all he was worth.
"AHMA!! E E OUFFH!" (Translation from Gaggese: "A robber! He's in the house!!")
"You moron! What the hell did you tie yourself up for?", his roommate responded illogically. "You know, you look pretty hot like that!"
Dwayne moved Philip's bound feet to make room to sit on the couch. A broad smile crossed his handsome face.
"You nut, if I didn't know better, I'd think someone else had tied you up. How did you get your hands...hey, wait a minute...."
"OO AOO!! OOOO!" (Trans.: "You asshole! It's true!")
"Hands up, muthafucka!" a voice growled from the doorway. It was the burglar.
Philip's heart sank as he saw his roommate slowly raising his hands.To be continued.......Philip played by Andre Dwayne played by Sammy Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 06/05/2006 -
In the Basement by Fidelis
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Shaun paced nervously through the quiet halls of the psych offices. This part-time job as a security guard for the university was giving him some much needed cash to help pay for his education, but he hated it. Since the university campus cops had gone on strike a lot of the students had got jobs as security guards. Shaun missed seeing the campus cops strutting around the university, wearing those great uniforms. There was one in particular that he really missed seeing – a big blond hunk with a mustache. Shaun didn’t know why it made him happy whenever he saw this cop – the cop reminded Shaun of the captain on one of his favourite TV shows. Shaun wished that his parents’ hadn’t pushed him into studying accounting. He would much rather be a cop! He also wished that his security guard uniform looked more like a cop uniform; the company that had hired him was running short of complete uniforms. Still, it was kind of neat to have this nice shiny badge and the shirt with patch on the shoulder. If only he had real training, and was able to carry a XXXX and pepper spray and stuff like that."You lie there and don’t make a sound. Shit, I can’t believe they hired a bunch of kids to replace us. Those administrative idiots will realize what a big mistake they have made."
Shaun flinched when he heard a strange noise in the basement of the building. He knew that he had to investigate, but he hated that basement. Whenever he was down there, he felt as if someone was watching him. He reluctantly went down the stairs. He heard the noise again. He squared his shoulders and made his way to where he thought the sound originated. As he paused in the doorway, something heavy struck him on the back of the head. He went crashing to the floor.
"GGGMMMWHATMMHAPPENED?"
Shaun’s eyes fluttered as he regained consciousness. What had happened to him? Why did he have such a funny taste his mouth? He tried to rub his aching head and realized that he couldn’t move his hands. His hands were pulled behind him, and something was tightly roped around his wrists. The peculiar taste in his mouth was due to a piece of smelly cloth that had been XXXX between his teeth and tied behind his head. He could feel the knot of the cloth pressing into the back of his head. As he looked down, he saw white rope encircling his chest, and more around his knees and ankles. Golly, what had happened to him? And why did he have that strange feeling inside his pants. He tested his bonds and the hardness increased. Gee, his dick was as hard as rock! How strange.
Shaun struggled against the ropes a little more, and as he did so he felt his cock getting harder and harder. He moaned as his male member popped out of his shorts and started rubbing against the inside of his trousers. Oh, that felt SO good. He twisted around a bit, biting down on the gag in his mouth, and groaned even louder. Oh golly, this was wonderful! He rocked from side to side, feeling the tight ropes against his body, savouring the feeling of the cloth against his tongue. He experimented more, making cries for help.
"MMMHHEEEELLPPPMEEE! MMPLLEEATH!"
Oh, that made his cock feel even better. Here he was tied up and gagged and helpless in his security guard uniform and he had never felt hornier in his life.
"Shut your mouth, you scab. If you don’t I’ll make you sorry!"
"GGGGMMMPHHH!"
Shaun’s eyes nearly started out of his head as a big, meaty hand was clamped over his already gagged mouth. He knew this guy! It was the big blond cop with the mustache. Shaun moaned with disappointment as the cop hand was removed from his mouth. He had felt his cock jump for joy when he saw the cop, now out of uniform and wearing a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt.
Shaun whimpered as the campus cop left him alone. He wanted the cop to stay – having him around made him feel even hornier. Shaun started wriggling around and yelling into his gag. He was desperately trying to rub his cock even harder against the inside of his pants. Oh, it felt so good! If he had a free hand he would be able to jack himself off, but then…if his hands were free he might not feel the same intense excitement.
"I thought I told to lie still and make any noise. Shit, you really are a stupid fuck. Going to college and you can’t even understand a simple order. I told you I’d make you sorry if you put up a fuss. I’m gonna make sure you don’t try to get loose.
"GGGMMMPHHOOHHHHH!"
Shaun was in heaven as the campus cop throttled him. He didn’t think this experience could get any better, but feeling that big cop hand around his throat was driving him crazy.
"What the fuck? You some kind of fag, kid? Shit, you got my hand all messy, dripping all over it. I’ll make you wish that you had kept quiet!"
"MMMOOHHHHHHHH!"
Shaun squirmed in ecstasy as the cop squeezed his cock and balls, squeezed them hard. Cripes, he had never felt anything like this living down on the farm. Harder, he thought, squeeze them harder.
"There, that should do the job. That hurts, doesn’t it? That’ll be a lesson to all of you punk scabs. I hope you enjoy yourself. You sure as hell won’t try to move now."
This was getting better and better. The campus cop had tied up Shaun’s cock and balls, tied them tight. The pressure was incredible and exquisite. Shaun looked down at his hard cock, all tied up with white rope, and his bulging balls, which had their own share of rope. Gosh, he had never experienced anything like this in his life. He shifted experimentally. Oh yeah, that was good, moving around like that created even more pressure on his captive genitalia. What bliss, what joy! Shaun lay down on his side, arching his body. He nearly passed out, as he felt the ropes tightening, pulling even harder on his abused cock and balls. He wanted this feeling to go on forever, but at the same time he wanted to blow his wad.
Shaun rolled and struggled for hours. He couldn’t believe the intensity of the feelings that he was experiencing. When Pastor Zimmerman had lectured the boys in the youth club about the sins of the flesh, he had never talked about anything like this! Shaun had never wanted to fool around with any of the girls in the 4H club – perhaps the wonderful things he was feeling now explained that lack of interest. He just wished that the campus cop would could come back and squeeze his cock and balls even harder.
Shaun arched his back one more time, straining his body to its limit, the rope pulling his genitals even harder. He started shooting a huge gusher of cum into the air. Once again he felt himself losing consciousness.
"Oh, what happened?" Shaun lay on the basement floor, smelling the musty carpet. He was sure that someone had hit him on the head, and then….No, it was impossible – it couldn’t have been a dream! Or could it? Was his mind trying to tell him something? But the experience had seemed so incredibly real. In fact, his cock and balls were still pleasantly sore. And what was the messy, smelly pool of goo on the carpet? As he staggered to his feet, his fingers brushed against a piece of white rope. Hmmm. This was very strange. But it didn’t matter. Shaun had had an epiphany. No more accounting for him! He was going to join the police academy. If what he had dreamed about could happen to a lowly security guard, think what could happen to a real cop!THE ENDShaun played by Gary
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/22/2005
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Bound Up
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Model: Douglas Photography by OgreDate of Production: 10/12/2008 -
In Too Deep by TBBM
33 photos; 5:26 video
It had been two years since Detective Jon Storm had exposed the biggest mayoral scandal and had taken out the most corrupt Mayor in his city. It had nearly cost him his life but he had managed to escape from the Mayor's most trusted henchman and with the damning evidence that Detective Storm had produced, the Mayor's reign had ended and he was sent to prison. In the two years since, Storm's working life had seen a few more high profile cases come his way and things looked like they were going great for him. Then the worst thing that could've happened did happen. The Mayor he had managed to get sent to prison had managed to find a way to get himself out of prison. It seems that he had found a loophole in Storm's evidence that not only saw his release from prison but also saw Storm relegated to taking a job as a private detective as his station had been XXXX to fire him. Storm had to sit back and let this guy get re-elected as Mayor, powerless to stop while also trying to salvage a career without the safety net of a pension to his name. Storm knew the evidence he had was good, he knew that Mayor was as corrupt as anything and he knew that he had to find a way to prove it again. Storm gave the re-elected Mayor the illusion that he had left town in a huff but Storm decided to be a bit more secretive and delved even deeper into the Mayor's past once again, his searching actually taking him to another state where the Mayor in question had lived fifteen years beforehand under a different name and with a string of business hazards under his former name's belt. It was pretty damning evidence, stuff that Jon had wished he had found beforehand but this time, he knew he had the son of a bitch. Unfortunately for Jon, the Mayor knew him better than he wish he had done. The Mayor knew that Jon Storm would never let their feud go and the Mayor knew that he needed to get rid of Detective Jon Storm, once and for all. It was because of this that the Mayor contacted his favourite henchman and as Jon was about to come back to town, he needed to check out his home since he last seen it. When Jon came home, he was in for a surprise. The thug who had previous tied him up was waiting for him. Jon turned to see a XXXX pointing in his way. "It's been a while, Detective Storm," the thug smiled as though he was genuinely pleased to see Jon. Jon on the other hand was foolishly unarmed and had no choice to but to raise his hands in surrender. This pleased his "visitor". "Good boy, Jon. You can guess what's going to happen next, right?" "God damn it," Jon muttered before a cloth was placed over his mouth. He struggled for a moment before the effects kicked in and he slumped to the ground in a heap. "Why are the pretty ones always the most stupid?" the thug smiled, having a feel in all of Jon's pockets and producing the detective's car keys and a flash drive. With a computer at hand, the thug was able to check out the incriminating files on the flash drive and the paper work that had been in Jon's car was now being shoved into a shredder, making sure that all the hard evidence that Jon Storm had gathered was completely gone as though it had never existed in the first place. The thug admired Jon's determination and actual detective work. It was almost a shame that this time around he had to get rid of the dashing detective but he was too much of a liability to keep around. As for Jon, being XXXX wasn't enough. He soon woke up to find himself tied up tightly in rope and gagged just as tightly with a large white cloth tied over his mouth. It was exactly like one of those classic detective serials, except Jon had a horrible feeling that this wouldn't end with his escape and victory like last time. It didn't stop Jon from trying to make as much noise as possible to attract outside help and it certainly didn't stop him from trying his hardest to get out of his bonds with no success at all. When calling for help and trying to break free both failed, the only other option and one that Jon loathed to resort was to beg for his freedom. This would mean promising to hand over all of his information but Jon had a horrible feeling that all of his evidence while he had been unconscious was long gone by now and when his captor finally came back to him, there was a dark glint in his eye that made Jon fear for the worst. "Come on, Detective Storm," the captor said, grabbing Jon by his neck and dragging him out of the house. "It's time we went for a ride." That was the last time that anyone ever saw Detective Jon Storm again or was it? The Detective played by Jon Storm
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 11/26/2019 -
XXXX on the Job
25 photos; 4:42 video
The Security Guard played by Dean
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/25/2019
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Home Coming by Caitiff
30 photos; 3:32 video
It had been along ass day. Jeff just had enough time to get home and shower for his big date tonight. Jeff rushed into his apartment and down the hall... ... and right into the waiting arms of a strange masked man! “MMMPPHH!”, was all Jeff could say through the foul smelling rag that was shoved over his mouth and nose. Desperately Jeff fought but the masked man was incredibly strong and Jeff could feel himself getting weaker. Everything began to turn dark. Jeff slumped into his attacker's arms as he slowly lost consciousness. Finally XXXX out, Jeff was gently laid onto the floor. The masked man looked over the young man lying helpless on the floor. Time to get to work, the man though to himself. Jeff was picked up and laid on the couch. Out came black rope with which the man bound Jeff’s hands and arms and finally his feet. The man checked the ropes to make sure they were tight and none fo the knots could be reached by Jeff’s hands when the young man awoke. Next of course came the gag. Thick black tape was torn from it’s roll and wrapped around Jeff’s head over his mouth. “mmmmmmm.....” Jeff gave a low moan as he slowly regained consciousness. The first thing he noticed was that he couldn't’ move his hands. Or his feet. “What the..” Jeff tried to say but instead all that came out as “Mmmmmppaammm?” Jeff suddenly realised, someone had tied him up! Angrily Jeff fought his bonds but could find no slack in the ropes. He was tied up nice and tight. He couldn't’ even yell for help because the gag kept him quiet. “Ahh so you’re awake” the masked man said, gloating over his victim. “Mmmmm!?”, Jeff demanded. “Now you stay here sunshine. I need to go retrieve something from your apartment.”, the masked man said and walked off to the bed room. Fuck that!, Jeff thought and as soona as the masked man was out of site, he was hopping on his bound feet. Jeff made a bee line to the door. If he could just get out the door, Jeff was sure ot run into one fo the neighbours walking down the hall. They couldhelp him! Even in this crummy apartment complex, a guy bunny hopping bound and gagged down the hallway was sure ot stir up questions. But Jeff didn't’ bunny hop far. The masked man was already upon him. The man grabbed Jeff firmly in his arms. Tied up and helpless. Jeff could only put up a token struggle as the masked man dragged Jeff back to the couch. “That was a test. Did you really think I would let a cute thing like you just sit here without being watched?” Jeff was thrown onto the couch. The man checked his rope work again and spent an inordinate amount of time feeling up Jeff’s muscular ass. Jeff did not like that at all. He was a straight guy and it was bad enough when his gay room mate sneaked peaks at Jeff coming naked out of the shower. To be tied up and gagged, helpless to resist some strange man grabbing at his junk was too much for Jeff. “MMmmmm!” Jeff grunted and fumed from behind his gag in helpless fury. This only made the masked man laugh. “Now what should we do with you?” the masked man said. Jeff played by Chad
The Masked Man played by Slade Photography by Caitiff Date of Production:02/25/2012 -
Hacky Sacked by Nick007
24 photos; 4:46 video
The smell of the dark basement made me gag. I could feel the damp air all around me. I knew this was going to be a long night. I knew if I had no choice in the matter. It was tradition, if I hadn’t gone along with it I would have never lived it down. I had just joined the college soccer team and was really excited to have made it. I had heard some XXXX stories from other new guys about the odd ritual they were XXXX into when they joined the team, I was about to find out just what they meant.
I spent the whole day at practice and class. I was exhausted by the time I hit my room at the dorm. I was looking forward to the upcoming weekend and planned to relax, and maybe hit a few parties. I was just settling into bed and dozing off when I heard the window slide open. I jumped up to face ten guys in ski masks. At first in my hazy state I couldn’t really register what was happening, and then as I woke up a bit more I realized it was my turn. They pounced on me quickly. They blindfolded me and tied my hands tightly behind my back. I was then dragged through the open window and thrown into a van.
I don’t know how long we traveled. All I knew is I was scared. They teased and poked me the whole ride. I realized I wasn’t the only victim in the van; at least I had company for my misery. We stopped and I was pulled out of the van. The cold night air cut through the skin on my bare chest. I was then carried into some house, and led down to a dingy basement.
I was pushed to the floor and made to sit on my knees for an hour. My mind raced with all kinds of thoughts. My first thought was to try and break free, it was pure instinct. I quietly struggled trying to free my hands. I tossed my head from side to side hoping to remove the blindfold. It was no use; I was going to have to take it like a man. Just as I was at my breaking point I was thrown onto my back. I dared not say a word, but that didn’t matter, they gagged me anyways. A ball was shoved into my mouth and tied behind my head.
I drooled over the ball that kept me quiet. This was just the beginning. They decided to keep me immobile. They tied rope around my already sore thighs and ankles into a hogtie. I was left again to my own thoughts. I struggled to break free knowing I couldn’t stay bound and gagged for too much longer. I rolled and struggled to loosen my ties. It was no use. Then if that wasn’t enough my shorts were pulled down exposing my hairy ass. I heard laughs and snickers. I laid on the floor bare assed and scared. Then it started.
They began to poke at me and call me names. They slapped my ass as I grunted in pain. My jaw ached from the ball gag shoved in my mouth. I withered and grunted with every taunting. I wondered how long they were going to keep me in this bondage. I was their slave and could nothing about it.
I was kept bound and gagged for hours before they untied me and locked me in a closet. I could hear them performing the same taunting on the next victim. I was kept hostage bound and gagged on off for the entire weekend before they finally let me go, leaving my pride behind. They said now I was apart of the team and would be invited to help with hazing other new guys. I can’t wait.
The EndBound Guy played by Simon
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production 02/05/2009 -
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A Brush With Fear by
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This started out to be the best weekend I've had in a long time. My name is Billy and I've been living in a dorm with a bunch of crazy animals for almost two years now. So when I got this chance to house-sit this guy's house for the weekend, I jumped at the chance. It wasn't a big house and it wasn't in the best neighborhood, but it sure was roomy and quiet, and quiet was just what I wanted. What was that? Just my nerves I guess. This house was so quiet it was making me jumpy. There it was again! Now what the- "How did you get in here?" The big man poked me in the ribs . The skinny one with the scar on his cheek cut a sash cord from the window blinds. Then he pushed me back down on the couch. "Have a seat kid and keep your mouth shut." I was so scared I didn't know what to say while he wrapped that cord around my chest, yanked my arms back behind me, and then tied my wrists together really tight. Then somehow I managed to find my voice. "Who are you guys? What do you want?" The big one turned around so that he could keep an eye on the front door and he looked pretty scared. "We need a place to hide for a couple of hours. You just stay out of our way and you won't get hurt." "But," I had to think of a lie, "I'm just watching this place for some friends of mine. They'll be back any minute and one of them is a police officer." "A cop?" That scared the big one. "I told you to shut up kid!" The skinny one's bony fingers closed around the back of my neck like some kind of iron claw and started to squeeze me. "Ow! That hurts!" "Kids today don't listen, and they don't think you mean what you tell them." His bony hand slipped around my cheek and then closed my jaws together really tight. And then he kept squeezing them harder and harder until I held my head really still. Then he bit off a couple of big strips off of this roll of tape he had and plastered them all over my lips and under my chin so that I couldn't move any part of my mouth. "Watch him!" he told the big one. "I'm gonna find some more rope." The skinny one went out of the room. The big one came over by me and kind of waved his shotXXXX in my direction. "Better do what he tells you kid. If those XXXX dealers we ripped off find us here, they won't care." XXXX dealers, crazy men with ropes and tape, what had I got myself into? And then the skinny one came back into the room carrying several pieces of rope he'd found somewhere. He came right over to me and showed me the point of his knife real close to my eyes. "Last warning, kid. Any more silly shit from you and I'm gonna slice you a few times. You got it?" That knife he had was enough to scare anybody so I nodded my head and held real still while he wrapped and tied ropes around my ankles and my knees so that my legs were XXXX real close together. "That's better, now you just lie down there on the couch and behave yourself." I lie down and put my head on the pillow, and I tried not to look at them at all. Maybe I was trying to pretend that they weren't there or maybe that this wasn't really happening to me. But I could still hear them moving around from room to room, peaking out of the windows, and raiding the kitchen for food and drinks. Sometimes I looked up to see what they were doing, but mostly I just closed my eyes and tried not to think about them at all. And then the skinny one came back to me again. "You don't look very comfortable on that couch kid. Come on, I have a much better place for you." He pulled me to my feet and made me hop over to the coffee table. "All right, down you go." At first I couldn't believe it. You don't put people on a coffee table! But that knife was never very far away so I didn't give him any argument when he made me curl up on top of the table. But that wasn't quite what he wanted so then he made me roll over and lie down on my belly. I didn't like that very much. That table was really hard. And I liked it even less when he pulled both of my feet up behind me and then tied them to my wrists with another piece of rope. Now all of my weight was down on my middle and me feet kept pulling against my wrists and making the tight rope wrapped around them feel tighter and tighter. "There, that's much better. Now you stay just like that. Don't fall off the table because we will hear you, and then I will find an even more comfortable place to put you." The two men left me alone like that and went into the other room. I couldn't see them any more, but I could hear them talking in low voices if I listened hard. And then I heard the skinny one say "It looks okay now. Let's get out of here." "What about the kid?" the big one wanted to know. The skinny one laughed. "He's a college boy. He'll figure those knots out sooner or later." And then I heard the door close and they were gone. But I was still here, tied up like some turkey, in the middle of a coffee table for everyone to see. I had to get loose somehow. What would those people think if they came home and found their trusty house-sitter sitting on their coffee table like some tasty snack? The first knot came loose and my fingers felt for the next one. How many knots were there? I sighed through my nose and rubbed my taped face against my shoulder. It was going to be a very long night. THE END Billy Played by Mark Wolf Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/17/2001
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Model: Amaro
PHotography by Marco Grieco
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30 photos; 4:10 video
Model: Patrick
Bad Guy played by Dalton
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Tags: gagging, hand gag, stuff gag, otm gag, socks, twink, dominated
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25 photos; 5:07 video
Model:Adrien Fowler
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Date of Production: 03/01/2025
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30 photos; 5:40 video
Model: Holden Cox
Photography by Caitiff
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Tags: cleave gag, twink, socks, office, tape gag, taped up
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20 photos; 3:11 video
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Tags: twink, cleave gag, underwear, socks, shirtless, hog tie
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20 photos; 3:23 video
He's never been tied up before.
Bondage Newbie: Justin Johns
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 04/09/2025
Tags: hog tie, cleave gag, socks
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Stick Around by Heman
30 photos; 2:50 video
Stick Around
Christopher Rotten had a reputation for getting a story. Running his own website where he vowed to tell the truth, no matter how salacious it may be and no matter how much it may offend someone. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do to get to the bottom of a juicy story.
Because of this, Christopher's reputation surpassed him and one day, Christopher found himself coming home to an unwanted guest. As Christopher eyed the man with suspicion and an unwise amount of disdain, the man dragged Christopher into the house.
Christopher had struggled in the man's grip and soon was tackled to the ground. Christopher tried reasoning with the man but it was to no avail. The man grew tired of Christopher's resistance and proceeded tie and gag Christopher tightly.
As Christopher tried to free himself, the man checked his whole house from top to bottom. Finding all of Christopher's files, the man destroyed them with efficiency, including any potential back up files that had been lying around.
A confused Christopher continued to struggle to free himself but the man had done such a great job in keeping him bound. The man admires Christopher's attempts to free himself before coldly telling Christopher why he was bound and gagged.
Christopher had no choice but to listen to the man telling him some harsh truths about his brutal methods for getting stories and the lives that Christopher had ruined through his website. Christopher tried to justify his actions but the man doesn't allow him to.
Christopher's left with a stern warning to keep his nose out of business that doesn't concern him or the next visit won't be pleasant.
The End
Bound Guy played by Christopher Rotten
Bad Guy played by Adrien Fowler
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 04/08/2025
Tags: bad guy, grabbed, hand gag, gagging, cleave gag, suit, plot, hog tie, socks, story