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On the Edge of thier Seats by Kirk
23 photos; 2:30 video
Kyle’s arms were numb. The seventeen year old once again had been jumped, roped and gagged by his two older brothers Mike and Tim. As Kyle struggled in his hogtie to get out, he tried to count. “It must have been fifty times since I was a kid that they roped and gagged me!” Kyle did not mind. He loved being tied up. He would struggle until exhausted, and then just fall aXXXX. “Unless they torture me again,” he thought. The torments were the worse part: helpless and unable to protect himself, Kyle endured punches, tickles, cold showers, even once strung up upside down! There was one thing Kyle wanted more than anything – to get revenge on his two brothers. As he lay there, hearing them coming toward him, he was hatching his plan. The details would have to wait… one was holding him and the other lashing his fists into his gut. Kyle endured his torture.Tim sat in the chair and his hands were pulled behind it and roped together. The roped his feet together and to the back chair legs. “Comfy?” Tim exploded in anger: FUCK YOU! They gave him a sharp slap to his face. “Here’s some tape. Gag our boys here!” As one still had them under XXXXpoint, the other tightly rolled the tape around their heads, covering their mouths. Both struggled and mpffffed in protest, but soon they sat there: heads down in defeat, bound and gagged.
It was easy to get his best friend’s cousins to play along. Mike and Tim did not know them. Both were actors. They had a lot of stage props. Two fake XXXXs. Bandanna masks. Kyle gave then the alarm code for the back door. It would be a fun weekend.
Mike and Tim had their hands in the air, looking at the two masked XXXXmen who had crashed threw the basement door and held them at XXXXpoint. “Where are the valuables?” One held a XXXX at Mike’s head. Tim gulped hard and told them where the money was hidden. As both brothers kept their hands in the air the other came back holding a wad of cash. “Just have to kill you boys, don’t you think?” “No, honest, we won’t tell –just go!” “Go? You think we are idiots. As soon as we leave you’ll call the cops!” “I promise we won’t. To be sure—why don’t you just tie us up? There is some rope in a box over there.” Mike, the sweat beginning to stream down his bare chest, could not believe what he just said. They took some rope and threw it to Tim. “Bind the half naked one to the chair over there.” Mike sat down.
Tim began to tie up Mike. He put his arms down the two sides of the chair and tied them to it. “Sorry if I am hurting you bro,” Tim said. Mike gave him a cocky look. “Shut the fuck up,” the robbers ordered and just tie him. Tie his elbows too. Get his legs bound! Tim worked on Mike and soon he was securely bound. “Ok, shit head, now you.”
It was at that moment that Kyle came in from the back stairs. Both brothers’ eyes widened and the screamed in their gags trying to warn him. Kyle was walking right into a trap. But Kyle only laughed and high five the two robbers. “Tim, you must have tied up Mike. You roped me like that several times.” The brothers looked confused as Kyle moved the two chairs so his brother’s were back to back. “Not enough rope on you Tim-let me add a little more.” Tim and Mike could do nothing as their kid brother added and tightened the ropes on both his brothers.
Kyle thanked the two cousins. His brothers knew they were had been fooled into a plaot of revenge. When the cousins left they mpffed begged Kyle to untie them. “Untie you? No way. I have been waiting for this for years.” Kyle opened a bag, and in it were many packs of new rope. “I think I have miles of rope here. Try to get out while I get this rope ready.” The two brothers began to struggle like madmen against their bindings. Their chairs moved and their bodies twisted, but they were securely roped. Sweating and breathing heavy from their efforts, they helplessly looked at their younger brother. “First I make you rope mummies. They I tickle the shit out of your feet” The sweat streaked down his brothers’ faces as Kyle began to tie them with miles of rope.The End
Mike played by Himself Tim played by Tommy Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 02/05/2007 -
Nude
28 photos
Model: Andre Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 09/18/2004 -
XXXX Head
22 photos; 7:43 video
XXXXer played by Jon Storm
Intruder played by Dean
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/15/2018
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Wrestler in Bondage
30 photos; 5:35 video
The Wrestler played by Rick
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/05/2018 -
Taped Up Guard
20 photos; 7:00 video
Guard played by Jesse Daniels
Bad Guy played by Chad
Photography by Caitiff
Ropework by Chad
Date of Production: 11/24/2018 -
Frat Bois in Trouble
29 photos; 6:40 video
Frat Boi 1 played by Chad
Frat Boi 2 played by Dru
Phtography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/12/2010
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Playing Around
24 photos; 4:47 video
Model: Simon
Model: Ryan
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 02/01/2009 -
SideKick Trouble by Soft Touch
28 photos
You can call me Patch. I am in the recovery business. Mostly I recover things that have been stolen from other people, but today I was trying to recover a friend that had been stolen from me. Kerry was only eighteen, but he was a wizard with computers and other electronic gadgets, and he had already saved my bacon more than once. Now it was my turn to save him.
Somehow the Marder Net Gang had put the snatch on Kerry. This was probably because we figured that it was the Marder Net Gang who had stolen the Sword of Fafnir that we were trying to recover for a client. That meant that they were probably holding Kerry in one of two places. This was the first place; an abandoned house on the edge of the city where the Marder Net often did business.
Getting into the house hadn't been any kind of a problem. The door wasn't locked and there didn't appear to be anyone on guard so I slipped inside. The old house was kind of spooky and so quiet I could hear my own heart beating louder that my quiet footsteps. I checked all through the downstairs and the upstairs without even finding a clue. Then I moved on up into the old attic. That was a mistake. No sooner did I come through the attic door, than I heard the quiet pffut of a hidden air-XXXX and I felt a sharp pain down in my thigh. Then I only had time to look down and see a feathered dart sticking into my trousers before the whole room started spinning around me and then the floor rushed up to hit me hard in the head.
The next thing I knew I was lying on an old couch and feeling weak as a kitten. Whatever XXXX they'd put on that dart had left my whole body feeling pins and needles and it took me a few moments to realize that tight coils of rope were now holding my wrists together behind my back and more coils of rope were hugging my arms tightly to my chest. Whoever had done this didn't want me to complain about it because my tongue could feel some kind of rag that had been stuffed into my mouth and my lips were aching from several strips of silver duct tape that were now pinching them together.
Then I looked up to see a big ugly man with a deep scar under one eye standing over me. It was Marder himself!
“I tried to warn you Patch,” Marder growled down at me. “That Sword of Fafnir will bring me and my gang enough cash to retire on. If you or your young sidekick tries to interfere in that again I’m going to have to break my rules about killing people.”
Marder dug his big fingers into my hair and yanked my head back until I had tears running down from my eye. “Understand…?”
I grunted into the wad of cloth that was swelling up inside my mouth.
“Good,” Marder grinned down at me with a smile that twisted his twisted face even more. “But, just so you don’t forget, we're going to be taking curious Kerry with us. If we see you or any cops before we get a chance to sell that sword, I’m going to be testing its sharp blade on his tender skin. You got that?”
I nodded and made some agreeing sounds into the choking gag.
Then two of Marder’s henchmen pushed me back on the couch and quickly wrapped up my thighs and my ankles in more tight coils of rope to make sure that I wouldn't be following them too quickly. Then I got one brief gXXXXse of a bound and gagged and frightened Kerry as the two henchmen hurried him out of the attic and down the stairs. Then Marder gave me a fake salute and followed them out. Once again the old house got really quiet and spooky.
Pride and anger took over my body first and made me struggle and strain against the tight ropes that were keeping me from following Marder and rescuing my friend Kerry and I guess I wasted a lot of time doing that before my brain finally caught up with my body. I'd never escape this way. I had to get to my car.
But my car was two flights of stairs down and then across the back yard. Oh well, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, or in my case, a single hop.
Struggling and straining and wheezing into the soggy cloth that was spreading my teeth, I somehow managed to get up on my feet. Then it took all of my concentration to maintain my balance as I hopped and then hopped again toward the attic door. Somehow I made it. Then –
I only fell twice while hopping down the tricky stairs so you could say that I hopped part of the way and fell the rest of the way. The sound of my falling worried me more than the bumps and bruises the falls gave me. What if Marder left someone behind to make sure that I didn't leave? What if the guard heard my clumsy body falling down the stairs?
So when I got down to the kitchen I paused for several moments to listen to the old house, but all I heard were the normal creaks and groans that told me that I was alone. Then I hopped toward the kitchen door, getting better at this with practice, until I could wrap my fingers around the doorknob. The knob turned easily and the door opened.
Now I just had to make it to my car where I always kept a sharp knife under the driver’s seat. And all the way I said a silent prayer for a frightened Kerry not to worry, Patch was on his way. And this time I would make sure that Marder didn't outsmart me.THE ENDPatch played by Johnny
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 05/11/2005 -
Hands On.. Dean
26 photos; 6:14 video
Model: Dean
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/31/2013
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Looking for Help
25 photos; 11:46 video
Stuck Motorist played by Rex
Helpful Hoeowner played by Rick
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 01/19/2019 -
Shutting Him Up
20 photos; 5:22 video
Model: Adam
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 01/18/2019 -
Hardly Working by TBBM
25 photos; 4:26 video
Fresh from graduation, Mike had not been motivated to find himself a job, that was until his girlfriend gave him a strict ultimatum - either find work or they were done. Mike didn't want to lose his girlfriend but he also didn't want employment that was too taxing on him, so he applied for an office gig that seemed like it would be a walk in the park. All he had to do was answer phone calls, type documents, schedule meetings and get coffee for his now employer. Basically, Mike was this man's secretary and the fact that his boss clearly had a little bit of a thing for him meant that Mike would use this to his advantage.For the first few weeks, Mike made the effort to actually do his job with some efficiency and he would even flirt a little with his older male boss, despite being straight and having no inclination with experimenting with other guys. His older boss overlooked the fact that even when making an effort that Mike had a tendency to make grammar errors on documents or that he would take maybe five or ten minutes too long to bring him a coffee and often the wrong. These were things that the boss could tolerate to a point and with Mike providing some nice eye candy, the boss didn't want to fire him but when Mike's laziness nearly lost the boss an important client he realised it was time that Mike needed a shake up and the boss decided to go for something extreme.It was after hours and Mike wanted to go home to his girlfriend but the boss made him stay. Mike could sense that there was something off with his boss and he felt like the moment he was dreading was about to come. He was going to get fired and it kind of sucked as he was starting to slightly enjoy his job but when the boss told him that he needed to shape up and take a training exercise, Mike then got a little confused.The boss's voice (and before this night, the guy hardly ever raised his voice) was sharp as Mike was told to take a seat. Mike had no choice but to comply with the demand. As soon as Mike was seated, the boss tied Mike's hands behind his back, much to the latter's confusion before tying his feet. Mike didn't like this."Look, man, I'm sure you're a kinky guy and all that, but it's not really for me, My girlfriend tied me up once and I didn't really like it," Mike said, struggling to break free, but his boss ignored him and tied a cloth over his mouth, much to Mike's annoyance. "Mmmph, wht th fck?""You talk too much, pretty boy," the boss said before another cloth was then tied over Mike's mouth. "And I've been too soft on you because you're good looking. You need this job and I like having you around, Mike. So here's the deal, you're going to stay here and think about your lazy behaviour and how you can improve yourself and I'm going to go home for the night and actually correct your mistake. When I come back in the morning, I will untie you and you will prove to me why I should keep employing you. If you fail to do this, I'll blacklist you all over town and you won't get any job anywhere, do I make myself clear?"Mike wanted to swear at the guy but seeing his boss hovering over him, taking proper control of him was giving him a sensation that he was ashamed of. Instead he nodded grudgingly, feeling shame for his predicament."Good boy," the boss said, before leaving the office and Mike for the night.Mike would spend until the early hours struggling to get free and when that turned out to be futile, he was then XXXX to reassess how he had been slacking off at the job. If he didn't improve, he'd lose everything but on the other hand, if his punishments were something like that, then maybe he could afford to slack off a little more. After all, his boss could've simply fired him but instead chose to tie him up and looked rather pleased with himself when doing it. Mike had a feeling his boss really did enjoy this kind of thing and despite Mike telling him that he didn't like being tied up, there was something else that seemed contradict otherwise.Mike just brooded and thought about his situation, coming to a decision that he imagined would pleased both him and his boss for a while.Office Worker played by Mike
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 12/18/2018
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Make a Break by Nick007
21 photos; 3:24 video
It had been a long hard day at the office for Steve. He was on salary pay so his job made him work more than 60 hours a week. However it was finally the weekend and he could finally get some rest. So when the clock struck five, he busted out the door only to get stuck in rush hour traffic. Today's traffic was particularly bad. With the accidents on the road, it took him two hours to make a 30 minute drive home. “Can this day get any worse?” Steve asked himself. This is a question no one in the human race should ask themselves, as Steve was about to find out. Steve drove up into his driveway, parked the car, and walked up to the front door. With the turn of the key, Steve was back in his house. Immediately he noticed his house in shambles and things missing. “You have got to be kidding me!” Steve yelled as he walked to the phone to call 911. Just as he reached for the phone, he was tackled to the ground from behind. He struggled against his assailant but to no avail. Soon Steve was sitting there with his hands tied behind his back, staring at a masked man. He tied to kick the robber but the robber was too quick and wrapped coil upon coil around Steve's ankles. Then Steve tried to yell out for help but was stopped by a knotted bandanna being shoved into his mouth and tied behind his head. “Now, now. We don't want none of that, do we?” the thief said. “You have some great stuff here and I appreciate you buying it all so I could take it.” Then to add insult to injury, the thief added even more rope around Steve's chest, making it harder to move. “Mmmppph!!!” Steve tried to make any noise to be heard by anyone who might be passing by. The thief gave Steve a pat on the head and went back to his looting. Steve began struggling as hard as he could to get out of the ropes. Slowly but surely he inched his way up off the floor and onto the couch, just in time to watch the robber walk to the front door with Steve's brand new laptop. “Top of the line piece of hardware you used to own!” The burglar gloated. “Well thanks for the great stuff! It's going to catch me a pretty penny!” And with a wave to his prisoner, he walked out the door never to be seen again. Steve struggled even harder, this time to stand up and hop towards the door. He leaned forward trying to get his hands up to the door handle so he could go outside and try to get someone to help him. That's when he lost his balance and fell to the floor. He was back to square one. 'It's going to be a long night' he thought. Moral of the story: Never ever in a million years, ask yourself if thing could get any worse!The End. Model: Garretjan Photography by Caitiff Date of Production:04/11/2013 -
Stripped to Boxers
20 photos; 4:04 video
Model: Mickey O'Shea
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 12/16/2009 -
In the Dark by Jake
15 photos
"Ok, just one more shot." Caitiff said for the hundredth time as far as Lewis was concerned. There was always another "one more shot". But Lewis couldn't bitch too much. Not that he didn't want to bitch but he needed the money pretty badly. So Lewis kept his mouth shut while Caitiff bound his body in more ways then Lewis knew he could bend, abusing his poor bondage model. Little did Lewis know just how much abuse Caitiff was about to dole out. "God it's late. Ok, this is what we are gonna do. Let's take a little break, get some XXXX and start fresh in the morning. You don't mind hanging around here a while longer, do you." "Yeah, sure." Lewis said sarcastically, not believing for a minute that Caitiff meant for him to literally hang around all night as he was, arms bound to the rafters. Unfortunately, that's was exactly what Caitiff had meant. "Cool. You're a sport. That saves me the trouble of retying you the same way tomorrow. Night." And to Lewis' shock and XXXX, Caitiff flipped off the lights and went straight to the couch and fell right to XXXX. What the fuck! Ok, Lewis knew Caitiff had a bit of a sadist streak in him, the guy loved tying other guys up in really uncomfortable positions. But there was no way in hell Lewis was going to hang by his bound arms all night from the rafters! "Uh excuse me! Hello?! " Lewis said but he was answered by Caitiff's snores. "Hey! Wake up! I want to be untied now!" "Uhh, what?! Oh for crying out loud, how can a guy get any XXXX with you making all that noise!, screamed Caitiff as he flipped on the lights again. Well, if you want me to shut up, you know what you better do, don't you?" "I sure do." Caitiff slapped a few strips of blue tape over Lewis' mouth. "Mmmmphff!" "There you go. You're hardly the first bondage model of mine to start bugging me while I'm trying to XXXX."And with that, the lights got turned off again, leaving Lewis to struggle int he dark. "Mmmmff mmmm!" Lewis grunted furiously but it did little good. He was stuck. The knots on the ropes binding his hands were all out of reach. Nor could he get any slack to try to slip his hands free. And with the tape gag, Lewis had lost the last bit of freedom he had. All he could now was stand there, trussed up, gagged and naked. At least the heat was on. Lewis suddenly noticed Caitiff peering at him through half closed eyes. He wasn't aXXXX at all! Caitiff had been staring at Lewis as he struggled and grunted. He was getting off on seeing Lewis naked and tied up. That bastard! Caitiff gave Lewis a wink before really going to bed, having gotten his release long before Lewis was going to get his. And still he hadn't seen fit to untie his poor model! it took several hours but somehow Lewis was able to fall aXXXX while standing up. Just in time for Caitiff to wake him up. "Ok, I'm feeling a lot more energetic now. Ready to do the rest of the shoot?" The End Lewis played by Himself Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/07/2003
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Groped
23 photos; 6:27 video
Model: Chad
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 04/12/2013 -
Caught Up by Gilroy
24 photos; 4:38 video
Rob had had a bad week. He had laid off everyone in his company right before he had been XXXX. His employees had apparently been less then eager to pay the ransom. Rob had spent a week ina dirty warehouse, tied up and gagged while hisXXXXs abused him to pass the time. Fortunately Rob’s XXXXs had tired of waiting but instead of doing anything rash, they simply left him alone. Confident enough to work on getting free, Rob finally got himself free several hours later when he manage dot pull the pipe he was cuffed too loose and phone the cops. Rob was glad he had fired all those sons of bitches. But now he was all alone in the office, trying to get the last of the paperwork done. Well, not entirely alone. Five guys in ski masks were right here with him. Fuck. Not again. The men grabbed Rob and in a case of deja vue, tied his ass up. His hands were bound his back and arms close ot his chest. Then rope was used to bind Rob’s ankle’s and knees together. Rob winced as his balls got squashed between his legs. “Unph!” Apparently even the smallest grunt was too much noise because Rob was gagged with a cloth in his mouth. Rob could only sit there while the men ran sacked the office. “Mmmpphh! Rob could tell these were not the same guys as before. In fact they seemed kind of familiar. When the men went off to search another room, Rob took his chance. He had no wish to be bound and gagged for another week. Rob jumped to his bound feet and began to bunny hop over to the window. Unfortunately he had trouble balancing and fell hard on the floor. Hearing the noise, the men rushed back in to see Rob squirming on the floor. “It’s not here.” One of the men said.
“What about him? Should we ungag him. Ask him where it is?”, another asked.“No, We take him with us. I want some alone time with this ass hole anyway.” a third replied. Rob was hauled up and carried up to the garage downstairs. There he was unceremoniously dumped into the trunk of a waiting car. To Be Continued Rob played by Dean
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production:08/23/2012 -
Nightmare-TOP SECRET by SoftTouch
25 photos
Sometimes a thing can happen to you so fast that it is over before you know that it is happening to you. That was the way it was with me.
One minute I was walking my post outside the Special Munitions Bunker, the next thing I knew there were people in front of me, and people behind me, and everybody was grabbing me, and taking things from me, and covering my mouth and covering my eyes.
I don’t mind telling you that I was scared. First off, none of these people had any faces, just these scary dark masks where their heads were supposed to be. And none of them were the least bit gentle when they grabbed my weapon and stripped off my cartridge belt.
And they were fast, very fast! By the time I figured out that maybe I should call somebody for help, there was already tape plastered over my mouth, and over my eyes, and twisting my arms up behind me.
“Give us any trouble and you eat a bullet,” a scary voice whispered into my ear.
Then strong hands grabbed me on either side and started dragging me off to I don’t know where. I didn't try to fight them. There were too many. Besides I was just a little bit curious to find out what they wanted.
We walked for I don’t know how far, and took turns this way and that way until I didn't know which way was the way we came. And then all of a sudden we stopped.
Rough hands pushed me down onto my knees and then somebody ripped that sticky tape off of my eyes. Even the dim light way down here in the bottom of the bunker was too bright for my eyes so I had to blink a couple of times before I could see anything at all. And then I saw them!
They were all moving around so it was hard to tell just how many there were, but that didn't matter. What mattered was where they were all moving around. Those pink and baby blue stripes around that olive green blunt bullet of a bomb over there were unlike any other markers down here. That was the Horny Bomb!
The Horny Bomb was the latest top secret development in non-violent warfare. You see, it wasn't the kind of bomb that exploded. It was the kind that came down to a certain height and then sprayed this really fine mist all over whatever was down below.
And the second that mist touched your skin, your body became instantly horny and you had to stop whatever you were doing because all you could think about was to find something, anything to fuck. I couldn't let them have that!
A big boot slammed into my shoulder and XXXX me down onto the dusty ground. “Don’t get any ideas, Hero!” a nasty voice snarled at me.
Then all I could do was to wiggle around in the dirt and try my best to somehow work my hands free from that sticky tape. But it wasn't happening, and then –
“You're a real wiggle-worm, aren't you Hero?” the Ugly Mask snarled down at me. “Well, we can give you something else to think about!”
Call me stupid, but I had no idea of what he was talking about. But there was nothing I could do to stop him while he and his masked friends grabbed my feet and began wrapping me up in some more of that sticky tape. Then they just grabbed me by my collar and dragged my body over by this big beam. More and more tape was wrapped around my chest until me and that big beam were really close together.
“There, that'll hold you,” Ugly Mask snarled. Then he blew a whistle and all of his masked friends started pushing four of those big bomb trolleys and four big Horny Bombs up the ramp out of the bunker. And when they were gone –
“Hey Hero, look over here.” Ugly Mask snarled.
Over near the empty space where the Horny Bombs used to be, Ugly Mask was standing with what looked like a big glass globe attached to one of those little digital clocks, and the clock was ticking down. Worse than that, there were pink and baby blue stripes all around the bottom of that glass globe and I knew what it was.
That was one of the Demonstrators they used. Each Demonstrator had enough of that horny mist inside to make a dozen people really horny.
But there wasn't going to be a dozen people down here because Ugly Mask had already slapped another piece of that sticky tape over my eyes and now he was already laughing and waving bye-bye to me as he hurried up the ramp and now there was just me.
And I could hear that little clock ticking down – tic-tic-tic….
I had to stop that clock somehow!
I struggled and I strained, but that sticky tape still held me tight.
Any second now that globe was going to break, and I knew that I was going to be so horny, and I knew that I was all alone down here, and I knew—
“Johnson…! Johnson, wake up! If I have to call you one more time you're going on report!” I knew that voice. That was my Sergeant’s voice.
I opened my eyes and saw all of the guys around my bed laughing at me because of the way my blanket and sheet was all wrapped around me so that I couldn't get loose.
“Johnson,” my Sergeant said “We're going to have to see about getting you some time off so you can get into town. You can't do none of that horny stuff around here.”THE ENDJohnson played by Andre
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 03/11/2004
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The Grunt by Nick007
32 photos; 6:50 video
The Grunt by Nick007 For months now, Rex has been trying to join the army. First he couldn't join because of unpaid parking tickets. So he took the time to get those cleared off his record. Then he had to go through physical after physical. After what seemed like the millionth physical, his recruiter finally told him he was ready to join, and gave him his camouflage uniform. He told Rex to be ready at 0500 hours and be at the rendezvous point by 0600 hours. Eager to please and start his new life, Rex was at the rendezvous point at 5:45 am, civilian time. No one seemed to have shown up yet. As he stood in front of the door to the building behind him, he decided to stand at attention, in hopes of getting a few extra brownie points. Rex was kind of a teachers pet, so he was always trying to get ahead by sucking up. He used every bit of focus he had on standing at attention, that he did not even hear the door behind him open. That's when it hit him, and by “it” I mean a lead pipe. He was XXXX out before he even hit the ground. His XXXX body was dragged into the building by his unknown assailant. He awoke several hours later in a daze. His hands were tied behind his back and he seemed to be blindfolded with some kind of tape. He tried to scream but thick layers of duck tape covered his mouth preventing any other noises but grunts. More rope pinned down his arms to his sides. He tried to stand up but, alas, whoever did this to him tied his feet together and his knees too. Rex rolled around on the floor trying to get out, grunting heavily at his predicament. He wasnt so much mad that he's been XXXX, but that he went through all this trouble to join the Army and now he was not going to get to join. Even if he got out, the Army does not take very kindly to being late.Rex heard the sound of a door opening and closing a moment later. He grunted loudly trying to get whoever opened the door's attention. Footsteps slowly could be heard walking towards him. He felt a hand on his face that was slowly peeling off the tape over his eyes. As focus slowly came back to his eyes, he did not recognize the man standing over him. Rex's eyes begged the man to untie him. “Bet you thought you were bound for the military, huh son?” the man asked. “Looks like the Recruiter found us a nice one.” Rex noticed another man standing in the corner smoking a cigarette. “But now you're just bound. Ha ha!” the man gloated above Rex. “Don't worry. You're still going away to a military type place, just not to the military. More like a military compound in Colombia. You'll work all day and be put through hell to toughen you up. Then XXXX to guard your position to protect the shipments. So you see, it's basically exactly what you signed up for.” “Well until the boss uses you for his sick pleasures.” the other man mumbled. “Oh it's not that bad, dude. You dont mind being put in a french maid's outfit and XXXX to dust, are you?” Rex muffled through the gag as loud as he could. “Sounds like a yes to me!” the man said. “Now you stay here. We're going to the van ready to transport you.”The two men laughed as they walked out the door. This sent Rex into a scared state. He was no longer mad about not being able to join the military. His only thought was focused on getting out. He struggled against the ropes, despite the fact that struggling made the rope's knots tighter. He scooted over to the wall and hoisted himself up. He looked around the room trying to find anything to cut the ropes with. The room was basically empty though. He hopped over to the other side of the room. The wall on that side was unfinished and there were metal beams sticking out. One of the beams had a sharp edge to it. He leaned up against it and began rubbing the rope against it. It took a few minutes but his work paid off. His hands were free. He quickly untied all of the ropes and when he was finally free of all the ropes, he ran to the window on the other side of the room, opened it up, climbed out, and climbed down the fire escape as fast as he could. The two men walked back into the room and saw that their prisoner had escaped. The smiles they had on their faces, for doing a good job, quickly disappeared. “DAMN IT! Not again! We just got promoted from French Maid! ” The End.
Grunt played by REX Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 12/20/2013 -
Pillar of the Community
19 photos
Model: Tony
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/11/2005 -
Leather Pup
33 photos; 4:45 video
Model: Derek
Photography by Caitiff
Rope Work by Slade Lycan
Date of Production:02/25/2012
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Chair Bound
20 photos; 4:24 video
Model: Patrick (AKA Tynan Fox)
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 11/24/2018 -
Carry On
20 photos; 5:16 video
Bound Guy played by Jesse Daniels
Bad Guy played by Chad
Date of Production: 11/24/2018 -
Keeping Him Quiet
20 photos; 2:51 video
Model: Garretjan
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/12/2011
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Spanking It
24 photos; 6:20 video
Model: Brian
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/11/2024
Tags: spanking, plug gag, socks, grope, shirtless, otter, bad guy, dominated
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Gagging a Friend
19 photos; 2:51 video
Bound Guy played by Jack Stone
Bad Guy played by Brian
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/12/2024
Tags: gagging, hand gag, chair tied, tape gag, cleave gag, bad guy
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Fun Part of the Job
32 photos; 5:21 video
Model: Connor
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 10/24/2024
Tags: nude,, nudity, muscle, hog tie, butt, grope, cleave gag, bare foot
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You Owe me Money
30 photos; 4:04 video
Model: Leo Nein
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/08/2024
Tags: bad guy, plot, hog tie, socks, cleave gag, dominated -
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White Long Johns
20 photos; 3:40 video
Model: Cody Jonson
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12-08-2024
Tags: underwear, twink, cleave gag, bare foot, hog tie -
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Around the House
25 photos; 3:56 video
Model: Christopher Rotten
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/14/2024
Tags: shirtless, tattoos. underwear, hopping, cleave gag, socks, twink
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Work Interrupted
25 photos; 3:30 video
Office Worker played by Adrian Fowler
Bad Guy played by Dalton
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/05/2024
Tags: gagging, hand gag, cleave gag, tape gag, socks, grabbed, bad guy, hog tie
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The Unlocked Door
24 photos; 3:16 video
Bound Guy played by Holden Cox
Bad Guy played by Dalton
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/04/2024
Tags: grabbed, bad guy, hopping, plot, twink, socks, cleave gag, hand gag, gagging