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This time he does it hands free Model: Andre photography by Caitiff
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It was tax day again as he did every tax day, Herman Lunke was busy with his paper work, hoping no one called him. The accounting office where he worked was always busy with last minute details. And the occasional disgruntled customer, of course. This time, Herman was so busy with his paperwork that he didn't notice the man who snuck into his office and closed the door behind him. Not until it was too late. One good sucker punch and Herman was out like a light.
When Herman came too, his head was aching. He tried to rub his sore cranium but he couldn't. His hands had been tied!
"Mmmmm!" Herman exclaimed, now noticing the layers of tape that covered his mouth. "Mmmmppphhh mmmnnn ffffhhhhmmmm!?"
" So you're awake. " A man said as he finished going through Herman's files. "Were you aXXXX when you did my taxes last year too?"
Herman didn't know what this man was talking about and his confused look must have shown. The man continued," I've waited all year to get back at you for fucking up my tax returns. you're little screw up cost me thousands of dollars and your firm didn't even apologize. Well, I got you by the balls now! I've down loaded all your files onto my hard drive and erased them from your computer. We'll see what kind of fun I have with this info!"
"Mmmmm!!!" Not his files! there was all sorts of sensitive information in those. Herman would be ruined! Herman struggled with all his strength against his bonds but to no avail.
"All right, now to finish you off!" the man said. Herman got a shiver when he heard that bit fortunately the man meant to simply tied Herman's feet together so he couldn't walk away. The man left, leaving Herman a helpless prisoner in his own office.
Herman had to get loose! There wasn't just tax returns on his computer, Herman had the Swiss bank accounts of a number of his wealthy clients. Herman bucked and twisted, trying to get some leverage or slack in the ropes that cut into his wrists and ankles. But after several minutes, all he had accomplished was to give himself a severe muscle cramp. Herman was also unsuccessful at crying out for help. The tape gag that covered his mouth made everything come out as a low moan.
Then Herman realized, his XXXX had left his computer on! If he could just get to it and type an e-mail or something, it might not be too late! Squirming like a snake, Herman inched toward the wall and then leaned against it to prop himself up. Once standing, Herman bunny hopped on his bound feet to his computer and sat down.
The e-mail program was still running. Since his hands were bound behind him, Herman carefully tapped out the words "Help I am tied up" on a message to Bill, the accountant next door. Bill's address was the only address he could get his computer to remember. Herman couldn't type out any other address with his nose. After several more minutes of maneuvering the mouse with his chin, Herman managed to finally send the message. It took only another minute for bill to respond with "help I am tied up too".
Great! Either Herman's XXXX was actually binding up every accountant in the building or Bill thought Herman was joking around. And while this was going on, Herman's files were getting farther and farther away!
Herman was just about tap out another message when someone came into his office.
"Mmmmm!" Herman pleaded desperately at the woman, obviously a client, who stood there gawking at him.
" Oh my God! What happened?"
"Mmmmm mmm mmmmpp mmm!" Herman tried to explain before remembering he was still gagged.
But the woman soon got over her shock and made no move to untie the poor captive accountant. "Well, I don't know exactly what's going on but since you're here and can't go anywhere...I want to complain about my returns. Were you aXXXX when you did these?"
The End
Herman played by Roy
Photography by Caitiff
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Model: Cliff
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 08/29/2009
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Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/29/2010
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Continued from "Leashed"
It had been a week since Ben had been enslaved by Nate for a night, and he'd thought often about how he'd get his revenge. It was Friday night again, and Ben had just enjoyed a hot shower. As he stepped into the living room, he spotted his roommate stretched out on the sofa bed taking a pre-clubbing XXXX. Ben knew the time was right....Nate wouldn't be shaking his booty at the club tonight. Picking up his trusty pair of handcuffs, Ben quickly straddled his XXXX roomie. As he sXXXXped the cold steel around Nate's wrists, Nate woke up and immediately began to buck.
"Get off me, fucker!" he growled, as Ben pressed his knee down onto his sexy roomie's back.
"No way, dickwad! It's payback time, and as the old saying goes, 'Payback is a BEE-YATCH!'"
Nate cursed and struggled as he was cuffed, but Ben quickly picked up a length of rope and knotted it tightly around Nate's socked feet. Then he added a set of leather arm binders to the cuffs, totally immobilizing Nate's arms behind his back. After having some fun handgagging his buddy, a knotted bandanna gag completed Nate's bondage costume, and his muffled grunts were really turning Ben on. Before any fun, though, Nate would taste the whip that Ben had long fantasized using. He found his woven leather belt, doubled it up, and sXXXXped it a few times. Nate's eyes widened at the sound, and he began grunting in protest at his impending XXXX. Ben brought the leather down onto Nate's bubble butt....SWACK!...and Nate screamed into his gag.
"Don't be such a puss," Ben said, "Take it like a man, bitch!" SWACK!
Ben knew he wasn't really applying much XXXX, that it stung more than hurt, but he was enjoying the whole fantasy too much to stop. SWACK!! SWACK!!
Nate lay defeated, whimpering sexily. Ben couldn't help smiling, seeing his hot roommate dominated and defeated. He climbed onto the bed next to him, and stretched out comfortably, enjoying the sight of his bossy roommate bound, gagged and helpless. Nate made puppy-dog eyes at his captor, but Ben wasn't buying.
"Relax, buddy," he said to his captive, "I guarantee we'll have more fun than the club tonight!"
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I tied his hands tightly behind his back. I made sure to keep him quiet by plastering tape across his big mouth. I tied his ankles and knees together to keep him from running again. He glared at me with angry eyes. It was amusing how he struggled against the ropes. “MMMPPPHHH”, was the only word he could articulate. I relished at my triumph. It was time he understood what humiliation meant. He grunted and relentlessly tugged at his binds. Trickles of sweat ran down his forehead as he proceeded with his unplanned workout of trying to untie himself. This was going to be my final gift to my colleagues and one big lesson for Travis to learn.
I worked for the apartment security team for three years, I had intended to make my way to the police academy sooner or later but a new baby and wife changed those plans quickly. I made a good living patrolling the posh apartment building. I was always treated well by the residents and the staff. The only problem I encountered was the domineering head guard Travis.
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Ahhh, Sunday!, thought Tony. There was nothing like it. After working all week, Tony finally had a whole three days off to enjoy himself. Tony supposed he could have used this time to paint the house or clean his car or a thousand other chores he had let pile up while busy on the job. But not today. Sunday was a day of rest and rest was exactly what Tony planned on doing. He was going to spend the whole day in his house, wearing only his favorite pair of sweat pants and watch TV.
At least, that was the plan until the XXXX came from the door.
Damn it!, Tony thought bitterly. Just as he was about to get comfortable. It figured. Well, whom ever it was at the door was going to get a good piece of his mind, Tony decided.
At least , that was the plan before Tony opened the door and saw the two bearish and grim men holding XXXXs on him!
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Some time later and Tony was anything but relaxed as he had originally planned. With only a few short orders, the men had XXXX their way into his house and taken Tony prisoner. The rough ropes that bound Tony's hands behind his back and his arms to his sides were incredibly uncomfortable as well as tight. Tony tried shifting his wrists to get what slack he could whenever his captors' attention wasn't on him. So far, the amount of slack he had obtained from doing this was exactly zero.
Tony had no idea what these men wanted with him or who they were. They weren't robbers. They had been here for what seemed like at least an hour and hadn't taken anything or even searched his house for valuables. And why would anybody XXXX him? Tony was single with no rich relatives and worked at a menial job. He wasn't worth any ransom that he could see.
Unfortunately though Tony had by now gotten over his initial shock of XXXX and tied up, he couldn't ask the men what they wanted. Several layers of silvery duct tape had been slapped over his lips, sealing his mouth. Anytime Tony tried to talk, it just came out as faint "mmmphs". And the way the men looked at him when he made any sound discouraged Tony from drawing too much attention to himself.
Finally one of the men noticed Tony wiggling in his ropes. "Relax Vinnie. You ain't gonna get free until the boss arrives."
Vinnie?! Who the hell was Vinnie?! Tony didn't know any Vinnie! Oh my God, thought Tony, they think I'm someone else!
"Mmmmmppphh! mmm mnpphh mphimeee!" Tony tried to explain but of course, the tape gag made any kind of communication meaningless. The men just gave him a mean look. But Tony persisted. He had to get them to take the tape off his mouth so he could explain they had made a mistake. And then hope they just left.
"Mmmmmm! Mmm mmnnnnpph mmmmm-phheeee! Mmmmmm!" Tony continued to moan through his gag over and over.
"Do you know what he's trying to say?", one man asked his partner.
"Who cares? HE should have known once he squealed on the boss, nothing he can say will help him. But I don't like the way he's wiggling around. Let's tie his feet just to be sure he doesn't try anything."
"Mmmm Mmmnnnpphff Mmmmm-meeeee!" Tony continued to moan as his ankles were bound. But the men weren't listening. or cared. The gag made sure no one outside the house could hear Tony's cries for help. And the rope around his wrists and body reduced Tony to rolling helplessly on the floor. And this is how Tony remained during the next few hours until the boss arrived.
The boss was a large man in a white suit, the spitting image of Marlon Brando. When Tony saw him, he almost expected the theme from the God father to start playing in the back ground.
"Ahh, what good boys you are!" The Boss said, " To take care of this little matter for me. And how said that my best friend Vinnie Carlucci decided to sell me out to the Lorenzini family."
The Boss bent down to get a better look at the bound and helpless man on the floor. for the first time, the Boss got a good look at his prisoner.
"Mmmm Mmmnnnpphff Mmmmm-meeeee!" Tony cried out. The Boss's face fell.
"What did I do to deserve such disrespect? Heh?" The boss demanded of his goons.
The goon's faces dropped. "But Uncle Guido..."
"Don't you Uncle Guido me!" The Boss screamed, slapping each man across the back of the head. "I give you one little thing to do, on little favor, to find Vinnie Carlucci and keep him on ice until I arrived and what do you do? You give me some total stranger tied up and gagged on the floor, rolling around like a little worm! Idiots!"
"Wh..what?! both men exclaimed.
"This isn't Vinnie Carlucci, you morons! Oh, I'd shoot your father for giving me such stupid nephews, if I hadn't shot him
already!"
Finally some somebody realized they had made a mistake! Of course, since Tony was still bound and gagged on the floor, he wasn't quite safe yet. it occurred to him that these guys might just get rid of him anyway to cover their error!
"Honest Uncle Guido! We're sure we tracked Vinnie down like you wanted!' One of the men pleaded. "Wait, I know! Vinnie must have had plastic surgery. But Vinnie has a tattoo on his ass of a flower and the name Marie on it. We'll prove this is Vinnie. "
Tied up, Tony couldn't anything as his sweat pants were pulled down. Having not expected to have company, much less XXXXs, Tony had neglected to wear any underwear. Tony's face grew bat red as the goons rolled him over to better show off his bare ass.
"There's no tattoo!" The Boss observed angrily.
'Wait, maybe it's on the other side. It was supposed to be a small tattoo. Let's stand him up!"
Tony was hoisted by his XXXXs to a standing position. Tony moaned at his treatment, not that it did any good.
"Mmmmm!"
"Shut up" one of the men said, giving a hard XXXX across Tony's head.
" I still see no tattoo" The Boss said, his teeth gritted.
"Maybe it's in a hard to see spot!" The men suggested and began to poke and prod Tony's bare ass. Bound hand and foot, it was all Tony could do to keep from falling. And his face not covered by tape grew even redder from embarrassment. Being tied up, gagged, stripped and prodded in his private parts was not Tony's idea of a relaxing day!
The two goons still couldn't find any tattoos. But they didn't seem ready to give up.
"Maybe it's on his dick, you think" one of them asked.
Tony began shaking his head violently. "Mmmmm! Mmmmmmpphh!"
"Enough!" the Boss screamed and smacked his henchmen across the back of their heads. "You two, get out and find me Vinnie Carlucci, the real one!"
Sullenly the men left. The Boss then turned his attention to Tony and gave a hard shove. Tony fell back to the ground. Tony could only look up at the crime boss, unsure of what he was going to do next.
"And you...forget this ever happened or next time I don't stop them fro having their fun!"
The Boss then left, slamming Tony's front door as he left.
Meanwhile Tony was still left tied up on the floor. He knew he couldn't get the ropes undone by himself. But he lived alone and the gag made sure his neighbors wouldn't hear his cries for help.
Tony was going to relax today after all. He just didn't expect to do it bound and gagged on the floor!
The End
Tony played by Himself
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/23/2002
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My boyfriend Dick has an "alter ego". He thinks he is the "Lone Ranger" He wear's his mask and hat and boots every minute he can. Staring at himself in his dresser mirror and wanking off . Now I don't mind that except he leaves his Cum where ever it lands. It dries and I have to clean his Cum up.
Also, Dick begs me to dress up as Tonto. He bought me a Head Dress, Moccasins, Leather loin cloth to complete my "Look" I thought I would change things around tonight as a "Joke" on Dick and painted war paint on my face. I he a tomahawk and white rope. I was set to give "the Lone Ranger" a new adventure.
As Dick/Lone wink. was drooling at himself in his mirror I appeared, yelling " The Lone Ranger is my captive, do as I say and you won't be harmed" I have Dick/Lone lay down and proceeded to tie him up. Wrapping rope around this masked , booted man with a black hat on made my Dick rock hard. I started dripping pre-cum into my Leather loin cloth.
I needed to see this visual, Dick/Lone's hat fell off and I admired my roommates buzz cut. Dick was a Marine and he kept his military appearance when not dressed as "The Ranger" I screamed that I might have to "Scalp Him" if he did not follow orders. I spanked his perfect naked butt several times. "Please Tonto don't, I thought we were friends" Dick said. "Tonto has had enough of your bullshit" "I am through cleaning up your dried Cum, Understand?" He nodded, Yes. His gag now secure, I proceeded to take my Dick out from under my cloth and Toss Myself Off onto his Black Booted Feet. My cum hitting the white rope.
Dick/Lone did not have a hard cock. I guess he was to mortified that I caught him in his self-worship ACT. I threatened to shave him completely, even his eyebrows if he did not obey my rules from now on. "Tonto was now running This Show, Not the Fucking Lone Ranger. Get IT" I screamed and kicked his boots several times. " MMMMPPPPPPFFFFFFLLLLUUZZZEEEEE" I heard from beneath his gagged mouth. Tears of fear in his eyes, I took my Dick and pissed on his boots, the piss getting on him and the floor. This gave me great pleasure.
I Waved my instrument of XXXX at him telling him I was leaving to bring back many "Braves", then we would use him as we would our "Squaws", I left and closed the door leaving it open just a crack, enough for me to peek in. "NNOOOOOPPPLLLEZZZZ" I heard as I left. Then Dick/Lone started fighting the ropes using his hand to undone his tied booted ankles. He squirmed around the floor and I found my Dick getting hard all over again. 15 Minutes went by and he was really loosening his bondage. "What a Trooper", I thought smiling to myself.
I washed the paint off my face, and redressed in my levi's 501's and Dehner Boots, over the calf nylon black Men's sheer socks. Leather vest, Tight black nylon tee-shirt, Jock strap. XXXX on his bedroom door saying " Hi Dick just got home, need any help?" I pushed opened the door just as he had undid the rope from his black boots. "What the Fuck happened to you?" I laughed. "Let me help you" I picked him up and guided him over to the bed. I flung him face down, replace his black hat. Spread his booted legs. Spit on my Dick that I just pulled out of my 501's . Place a condom on my 9 incher. "Now Lone Ranger, SIR, You are about to be Spit Fucked, something I should have done a very long time ago. I mounted "the Ranger" Who bucked liked his horse Sliver. As I came I yelled. "HIGH HO SILVER, AWAY". I had wanked him off as I fucked him. Got up and walked out of the room.
The next day Dick gave me a pair of silver spurs and a badge and said " Could we play "The Lone Ranger meets the Sheriff??" I smiled and nodded, " You got a fucking Date"
The End
Dick the Lone Ranger played by Rod
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/10/2004
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Model: Mark Wolfe
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/07/2003
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Bound Guy played by Christopher Rotton
Bad Guy played by Dalton
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Productrion: 09/11/2024
Tags: gagging, socks, grabbed, bad guy, hand gag, cleave gag, twink
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Model: Kris
Photography by Caitiff
Date of production: 09/12/2024
Tags: chair tie, twink, bad guy, cleave gag, socks, grope
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Model: Danny
Photography by Caitiff
Date Production: 07/0/2024
Tags: spread eagle, bare foot, stroke, fondled, grope, military, uniform, exposed, stuff gag, otm gag, blindfold
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Model: Dmitri
Photography by Marco Caitiff
Date of Productrion: 09/17/2023
tahs: strip, nude, exposed, cleave gag, outdoors
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Hero played by Gustavo
Photography by MArco Grieco
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Date of Production: 09/08/2023
Tags: superhro, stripped, chain, tape gag, spandex
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Model: Brian
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 08/20/2024
Tags: cleave gag, outside, outdoors, hopping
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Model: Guru
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 08/05/2024
Tags: cleave gag. socks, twink, shirtless
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Model: Adam
Phography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 08/05/2024
Tags: twink, shirtless, hog tie, bare foot, cleave gag, underwear