Stretched Out

21 photos; 3:05 video

Model: Arturo

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 07/30/2009

Tags: muscle, tape gag, bare foot, spread eagle, jeans

David Cuddle With Remy

25 photos; 5:12 video

Bound Guy played by David

Cuddler played by Remy

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 08/06/2019

Tags: fondle, nude, bad guy, dominated, cleave gag, hand gag, nudity, otter

Therapy by Fidelis

40 photos

"Get moving! You say that you’re tired of vanilla. Fine! I’ll give you something that sure isn’t vanilla."

I had no idea what had come over my sweetie pie. For years we had been a happy couple, but then Roger decided that he wanted to ‘spice things up’, ‘try something different’. I had reluctantly agreed. I was perfectly content with the status quo, but I didn’t want my yummy Roger straying, looking for excitement elsewhere. So I had used a few of my old neckties and tied him up. That had seemed to satisfy him for a while, but then he had wanted more and more. I adamantly refused – I had no desire to participate in the perverted activities that seemed to inflame Roger. I expected my honey bunny to respect my wishes – we had a good life together. Or so I had thought. But then Roger began to spend more and more time away from home. He claimed to be working overtime, on special projects, but I had my suspicions. Suspicions which were confirmed when I lowered myself so far as to rifle through his drawers. The things that I found horrified me – ropes, chains, ball gags and other objects that I was unable to identify. This was very, very bad. I had to do something to convince my Roger of the error of his ways. After much thought, I decided what to do. I would give him so much of what he wanted, he would become disgusted, and turn back into my honey bunny. I purchased a book on the tying of knots, and studied it from cover to cover. Then I bided my time, waiting for an appropriate time for Roger’s therapy.

He came from work on Friday night, and was Mr. Grumpy as usual. He brusquely announced that he was going out, and he didn’t know what time he would be home. Ho ho, I thought to myself, I don’t think you’re going anywhere, Roger. This would be the perfect time. I didn’t think it would take me an entire weekend to break Roger down, but I always believed in erring on the side of caution. I hovered in our bedroom, while Roger showered. When he came out of the bathroom, drying his hair, I pounced. While Roger had been "working" so late, I had been spending time at the gym. I took him by surprise, and had him on the floor in seconds. I took one of the pieces of rope from his stash, and with my knee in the small of his back, I pulled his arms behind and tied his hands together. "Phil, what the hell are you…MMPPHHH!!!!" I had to shut my sweety up, so I took a ball-gag that I had found with his other paraphernalia, and shoved it into his mouth. I pulled hard on the strap as hard as I could, and then buckled it. I hated doing this, but I had to save Roger. As he struggled beneath me, I wrapped more rope around his chest and his firm upper arms. Mmm, it was interesting to see how the rope framed his pecs, once I had dragged him to his feet. I pushed him towards the stairs. Dear Roger was going to be spending some time in the cellar!

"GGGMMMWHATMHELLMMDOING? GGMSHTOPMIT!"

"Lovey, I’m doing this for your own good. One day you’ll thank me."

As I manhandled him down the stairs, I became aware of a bulge in my trousers. I put it down to having my honey bunny in my arms once more. One hand slipped down Roger’s sweaty stomach. WHOWZERS! I hadn’t seen or felt anything like that on him for a long, long time. It just proved to me the importance of curing him of his obsession. Once he was cured, it would be like old times, and he would greet me with one of those every morning. I licked my lips in anticipation. But it was crucial that I continue Roger’s therapy. Once I had him in the cellar, I hopped up onto a stool that I had placed conveniently below an exposed pipe. I couldn’t have him running around, and I was sure that the humiliation and discomfort of being XXXX to hang around for a few hours would help him to recover. I yanked his hands up until they were resting in the small of his back, and then attached the loose end of the rope to the pipe. It broke my heart to leave him down there, in the dark, with all the nasty insects that liked to roam around in the cellar, but it was necessary. I took one last look at him before I turned out the lights. He was cursing away under that ball gag, and his cock was still as hard as an iron bar. Well, we would see about that. After a few hours down there, he would be singing a different tune.

I settled down on the couch, with a good book, but I couldn’t concentrate on the newest Crombie. My mind kept on going back to how my honey had looked, hanging from the ceiling, with that monstrous boner sticking out. I found myself rubbing my own crotch. No, no, this was wrong. I was NOT going to get excited at the thought of Roger in that nasty position. I MUST focus, and read the book. The hours passed so slowly. I had to keep on checking my watch to make sure that it hadn’t stopped. Finally, it was time. I would see how the cure was progressing.

"GGGMMMPHILIPLEMMEGOMRIGHTMNOW!!"

Oh dear, the cure didn’t seem to be taking at all. Roger was still sporting a monstrous erection. I hadn’t expected miracles, but…..this was not an encouraging sign. I would have to proceed to the second part of my plan. A change of position was necessary.

As I undid the rope around his chest, I warned him. "Now Roger, don’t you fight me. I’m doing this for us, my pet. " He didn’t listen to me, and we had a brief tussle, which of course I won. The poor lad was a bit stiff from hanging around all evening, and my training at the gym was really paying off. Once I had his hands tied in front of him, I hopped onto the handy stool, and once more attached the end of the rope to the pipe. I was sweaty from my exertions, and strangely aroused. Roger muttered and moaned, saliva dripping from his chin, but he still had that damn erection. I was tempted to do something about it, but realized that it might undo any good that I had managed to achieve. I sighed as I trudged up the stairs again. I didn’t turn back for a final look this time – I wasn’t sure if I was strong enough to resist temptation.

I paced the floor, practically wearing a hole in the tasteful Bokhara in the den. I imagined the torments my poor, unfaithful sweetheart must be suffering right now. How long would it take for him to learn the error of his ways? I couldn’t take this much longer. I needed a drink. I grabbed my bottle of the MacAllan and splashed a generous measure into a glass. That was a bit better. I was tempted to have another one, but it didn’t seem wise to drink too much while my darling was dangling from the pipe in the cellar. I really needed a clear head for the task ahead of me. The seconds seemed like hours, but at last it was time to check on Roger. I was praying that he would be XXXX-dicked and contrite, ready to repent of his wicked ways and return to my loving arms. Alas, it wasn’t to be. When I turned on the light, there he was, still sporting that erection. It was time for drastic measures.

"Roger, this is going to hurt me as much as it hurts you. I hate to do this, but…I have to cure you! You know that I’m only doing this because, I love you, don’t you?"

His eyes followed me as I picked up one of the loose weights stacked up under the stairs. I attached one of the weights to a curious contraption that I had found in his drawer , and then walked over to him.

"GGMMYETHYETH!MMERR…NOOOONOOOO!"

I gingerly attached the hideous thing to Roger’s balls, and then let it drop. I cringed at the sight of his poor balls being distended by all the weight and waited for him to scream out for mercy. At the least I expected him his cock to deflate. It did deflate, but not in the manner that I had expected. He did scream through his gag, as his eyes rolled up in his head. But he it didn’t sound like a scream of agony. Instead, muffled as it was, it sounded like the sounds that he had once made with me, as we rolled around in our bed, in the throes of passion. And then he spurted, jet after jet of cum spraying through the air, landing on the floor. I was really ticked off now. This was NOT what I had expected. Something was awry here. I growled and stormed up the stairs in a fury. I sucked down a few more ounces of Scotch, and reconsidered my plan. Okay, it hadn’t turned out exactly as I had planned, but I still had time to work him. Even if it took all weekend, I was going to cure my honey bunny. I stumbled towards the stairs. I was going to teach that bastard a lesson he wasn’t going to forget. I stopped dead in my tracks, aghast at the thoughts that were passing through my mind. How could I be thinking of my Roger in such a way? Then anger surged through my veins once more. I had let him trample all over me, like I was a doormat. Not any more!

"OK, buster. I’ve had enough of being Mr. Nice Guy. I’m going to cure you if it’s the last thing I do."

"GGMMFUCKMMUPHILIP. MMMCANMMGOMTOMHELL!"

I jumped on to the stool, shaking with rage. I loosened the rope until there was a lot of slack, and then retied the end. I hopped off the stool, and tossed it across the room, rejoicing as it smashed against the wall. I grabbed Roger by the shoulders, and XXXX him down until he was on his knees. He grunted as they slammed into the concrete floor. Good, I hope that hurt the two-timing, cheating son-of-a-bitch. I would teach him to screw around with me. He wanted it rough, well he was going to get it rough. Once I was finished with him, he would turn faint whenever he saw a piece of rope. The dickhead wouldn’t even be able to tie his own shoes, once his therapy was done with. The sight of a knot would make him puke. I tied his thighs to his calves, pulling the rope as I tight as I could.

Fuck, he was hard again! I was going to fix that. I picked up another piece of rope and tied one end around his cock and balls. I walked across the room and pulled that rope as taut as I could, before I tied it around the newel post. I looked at him kneeling there, on his knees, his arms stretched over his head, his cock and balls pulled away from his body by the rope. I would leave the fucker there, stewing in his own juices, until he was cured. I pounded up the stairs, my heart pumping and my cock as hard as a rock. It would serve the bugger right if I pulled out my cock and….no, I wasn’t going to think like that. I needed another drink. Or two, or three, or more.

 Mmmm, Roger thought, as the door slammed behind Philip. I hope he passes out up there, and leaves me here all night. My plan has worked to perfection. I wonder what else I can do to piss him off? I haven’t had this much fun in ages.

THE END

Roger played by Troy

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 12/02/2003

Tags: Story, ball gga, muscle, tattoos, nude, nudity, hands above head. bare foot

Week 1: Excited to Be Here

20 photos; 5:30 video

Ajax said he would do anything for 20 bucks.

Model: Ajax

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 11/06/2025

Tags: gagging, tape gag, stuff gag, nude, nudity, chair tie, grope, fondle, stroke

White and Tight

30 photos; 4:13 video

Model: Leo Nein

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 10/29/2025

Tags: cleave gag, underwear, socks, hog tie

Clad in Leather

22 photos; 5:48 video

Model: Alex Boots

Photography by Marco Grieco

See Alex Boots instagram here

Date of Production: 08/22/2025

Tags: bear, leather, tape gag, chair bound

The Manager Can't Speak To You Right Now

25 photos; 5:46 video

Model: Ethan

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 09/22/2021

tags: hands behind back, hog tied, socks, groped, tape gag 

Held Captive by Nick007

27 photos; 6:30 video

Derek had been spoiled by his rich parents his whole life. He constantly threw his money around to make “friends”. Of course he was always the life of the party. And who wouldn't be the life of the party when you are literally throwing money into the air. Of course throwing your money around is bound to get you into trouble sooner or later.

One night, Derek was out partying with his so called friends. The night had been going on like it always does. The beer kept flowing and music never died down. Soon Derek was right where his “friends” wanted him to be. Not XXXX enough to pass out but XXXX enough to do what any pretty girl asked him to do.

“Hey! Look what I found!” one of his friends said as he held up coils of rope and a roll of duct tape. “Let's have some fun!”

“YEAH! Lets tie up Derek!” one of the hottest girls at the party yelled. She walked over to Derek and stood in front of him using her patented stance that just screamed, if you do as I say then maybe I'll XXXX with you but we all know I wont. “Please Derek.”

“For you, babe, anything.” Derek agreed.

The guy with the rope began to wrap rope around Derek's wrists, behind his back. After that, an even longer rope was wrapped around his chest, over and over. Derek began to wonder where they found all this rope, but this thought quickly faded as the hot girl kept his attention on her. Then everything went dark due to someone blindfolding him.

“Ha ha! Ok guys. We all had our little fun now untie me.” Derek said.

But this plea fell on deaf ears as someone put duct tape over Derek's mouth. He was then XXXX into a chair as more rope was added to secure him to the chair.

CLICK! CLICK! CLICK! They were taking pictures of him. When Derek thought about it, this seemed very abnormal. We've all seen pictures of XXXXen parties that end up with someone tied up, but this was starting to seem premeditated. And soon Derek found out why.

“Ok we got enough pictures.” the hot girl said. “Now let's get them to his parents. Once they see him in this predicament they will pay a lot to get their little boy back.”

'They can't be serious' Derek thought. 'Are they really going to hold me for ransom?'

“You're probably wondering what is going on Derek.” the girl said. “Well we figured if you had that much money then your parents must have a lot more. And we're going to get it. So I hope you're comfortable because you are going to be here for awhile.”

Derek struggled against the ropes. However no matter how much he tied to get free, the ropes were just too tight. His only hope now was his parents. He could only hope they would pay right away.

“And in the mean time, I think I am going to allow Jimmy over here to have a little fun with you.” the girl said. “He's always had a crush on you and loves the look of a helpless man. So you two play nice.”

“MMMPPPHHHH!!”

The End.

Model: Derek

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:05/10/2013

Tags: story, chair tie, twink, otm gag, tape gag

Don't Gag Me Bro!

30 photos; 4:09 video

BoundGuy played by Jesse Daniels

Bad Guy played by Jon Storm

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 06/24/2019

tags: bad guy, gagging, twink, underwear, cleave gag, tattoos, dominated

Breaking Loose by Caitiff

21 photos; 2:26 video

Bang Bang Bang... Bound and gagged, John spent his anger and frustration pounding on the wall and door of the closet he was locked in.

Things were not looking good for John. What had started as a simple job to break into a house and grab some merchandise had ended up with John tied up and gagged naked in the closet.

John struggled desperately to get free. The ropes around his wrists had no slack, securing his hands behind his back. He was good and tied up. Even the gag was on his mouth too tightly to get off without his hands. The masked man had made sure John was his tied up. John still had no idea why he had been stripped bare ass naked. Maybe it was a control thing. Maybe the guy figured that John wouldn’t try to escape when his dick was flopping out in the breeze.

Well, nude or not, John wasn’t going to just sit here.

John listened at the door. He heard nothing for the next few moments. Then John heard what sounded like the front door closing. John’s captor had left, it seemed.

Realizing he probably wouldn’t have a second chance, John pushed against the door. It stuck at first. John pushed harder. The closet door banged open.

With his feet tied, John had ot hop out of the closet. John had trouble getting his balance at first. He had never been tied up before. But eventually he got confident enough to hop across the room.

John’s first obstacle was the stairs. He had to get downstairs to escape. But the idea of hopping down a flight of stairs with his hands tied behind his back didn’t appeal to John. Still, there was no other way.

The first jump was the hardest. When John landed safely on the step, he felt more comfortable going down another and another. Before he knew it he was at the bottom of the stairs. He had made it.

John briefly contemplated if he should make a break for the front door or try to get loose from his bondage. In this neighborhood, he was leery enough running around naked. But who knows what would happen if he was still tied up and gagged, unable to defend himself.

John began jumping to the kitchen. He would find a edge and cut himself free. Maybe grab some clothes. Then when the masked man came back, John would teach him a lesson.

Unfortunately there seemed to be no edges around. Not in the drawers or in the sink or anywhere John could find or reach. Not even a butter edge. John glanced over at the fridge. On it was a dry erase board that read “Edges all dirty. Please wash. Slade”

If the guy lived alone as John’s fence had said, who was he writing this note too?

“Ahem”, John heard from behind. Standing right there was the masked man, who had been waiting for him the entire time.

The masked man grabbed John, picking him up easily over his shoulder and gave the young thug a hard slap on his cute ass.

Unknown to poor John , the entire thing had been a set up. John’s fence had decided John had outlived his usefulness. And the masked man needed new merchandise. The fence knew the masked man would pay well for a young stud with a bubble butt like John’s

Making John think he had a chance ot escape was just the first of many mind games the masked man would pull on his new merchandise, slowly training the bound and gagged stud until he was ready for market.

The End.

John played by Chad

The Masked Man played by Slade

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:03/15/2011

TAgs: nude, plot, story, tape gag. hopping, bad guy, nudity, muscle, bare foot

Body Pillow

20 photos; 5:23 video

Body Pillow played by Brian

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 09/16/2025

Tags: nude, nudity, bad guy, tape gag, otm gag, dominated, hog tie, bare foot, grope

Good Vibes

30 photos; 3:27 video

Bound Guy played by Danny

Bad Guy played by Dalton

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 09/20/2025

Tags: blindfold, tape gag, taped up, exposed, stroked, fondled, teased, exposed, bad guy

Sneaking In

28 photos; 6:03 video

Model: Holden Cox

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 06/05/2025

Tags: dominated, hand gag, tape gag, underwear, twink, taped up, socks, grope, bad guy

Hung Justice

20 photos; 5:45 video

Deputy played by Jon Storm

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 09/08/2018

TAgs: police, uniform, cleave gag, bad guy, grope, hands above head, strip

Playing Around

20 photos; 4:56 video

Bound Guy played by Rick

Bad Guy played by Sammy

Photography by Caitiff

Date of production: 06/26/2019

tags: twink, bad guy, dominated, socks, tape gag, plot

Can't Trust You

18 photos; 3:43 video

Gagged Bear played by Rex

Photography by Caitiff

Date of production: 09/23/2020

tags: gagging, bear, bad guy, cloth gag, cleave gag, dominated

Front and Back

20 photos; 6:31 video

Model: Mike

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 06./13/2019

tags: tape gag, exposed, stroke, fondle, butt, hairy, shrtless, spank, bad guy

Your New Room

30 photos; 5:15 video

Bad Room Mate play7ed by Wolfric

Angry Room Mate played by Gerard

Date of Photography: 10/21/2025

Tags: grabbed, plot, bad guy, strip, underwear, otter, tape gag, socks, dominated, humiliated, shirtless, spank

Working Late

29 photos; 4:32 video

Worker played by Gerard

Bad Guy played by Wolfric

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 10/21/2025

Tags: grabbed, gagging, tape gag, stuff gag, socks, hog tie

Getting Back to Nature

16 photos; 7:29 video

Model: Lucas

Photography by Marco Grieco

Lucas social media

Date of Production: 03/31/2018

Tags: hog tie, ball gag, exposed, twink, outdoors, stroke

Tables Get Turned

29 photos; 4:27 video

This would so easy. All Greg had to do was slip in without being noticed. He had no problem jimmying the lock. He made no sound as he entered the door.

Now to sneak into second floor and surprise...

Greg suddenly felt somethign cold and metal against his head.

.....

It was a few hours later before Greg regained consciousness. He was bound and gagged, chains holdign him down to the chair.

This had not going as he hoped.

Greg played by Dominic

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 07/12/2011

Tags tape gag, plot, story, chair tie

Bound In Black by Zac

26 photos; 5:43 video

They bound him up tighter and tighter... Jacob couldn't feel his wrists anymore. He tried resisting capture but he was overpowered by two big guys much bigger than he was, and they were amateur wrestlers. Jacob couldn't fight their quick surprise and all the strength he had was useless and XXXX them to wrap more tight ropes around all his pecs biceps and wrists tightly behind his back... they didn't want him getting away any time soon. Jacob sat there while they encircled him up with more thick rope; they seemed to be enjoying this XXXX scene too much!

"OUCH!! That hurts! Stop It NOW!" Jacob yelled when they pulled his arms tighter behind him into the strict bonds. They didn't care enough...

"Cut your cryin' you're tough and can handle this..."

"But I didn't do anything what do you want? I gave you the money already now let me go!" Jacob clenched his body left and right the ropes just kept getting tighter and tighter, and it was getting hard to breathe now...

"The hit was to grab and tie you and not let you get away from us, now shut up or we'll make this much tighter than it needs to be."

"The hit? There’s a hit out on me from who? Please let me know I could never have that on me please, I'll give you anymmmmmpPPHHHHH!!!"

Suddenly a wet thick cleave was stuffed in the man's mouth which quickly shut out Jacob's worthless pleas; now he was getting no where fast! They threw him to the floor, the ropes around his beefy upper body gave off a sting like never imagined... Jacob gave a loud thick moan for help and tried to loosen the ropes, but his arms were burning with fire inside his triceps as the fully over flexed muscles couldn't slacken against his strict bonds. Jacob moaned repeatedly for mercy but they continued binding his legs using the same tight knots around his knees and ankles.

"There that'll hold him for now, now listen here, any funny business, and we'll just tie you tighter u hear?" Jacob just lay in fear as he now couldn't wiggle a pencil through his ropes if he wanted to.

"MMMpppppphhhuuumppph" Jacob nodded at them and tried to gasp for air; his nose was closing up from all the excitement. As he wiggled around helplessly on the floor he tried finding the most comfortable position to lay in but now all his muscles feel like they were being cut off with a sharp XXXX. He never imagined being tied up would feel this bad! He struggled a little at a time trying to regain a sense of balance with the bondage but what hard work that was!

Moments later the door slammed open and his boss walked in starring at his neatly packaged employee. Huh what's he doing here? Jacob tried rationalizing this in his mind.

"Great, thanks men you packed him well, he's all ready for shipping, take him to the plant and make sure you pack him well. It will be a long ride for him to India hehe..." India, was he kidding me! What the hell is in India, and packing me like I was some piece of meat ready to be slaughtered woah this really bites! Jacob's eyes opened really

wide when they bagged him up into a giant body sack and every bone in his tightly bound muscled body stung like there's no tomorrow!

"MMMPPHPHHHHHH!!! MMHPHPHH"" FUUFMMPH!! MMPPHH!!" No one heard his screams while he lay in the dark. Soon they stuffed him in a wooden crate full of hay and nailed it shut. Jacob was now all alone for who knows how long now, the sweat was pouring off his flesh and was quickly becoming hot and dehydrated. It was a long flight to India and an even longer time until some fresh air hit his nose. All the sounds of the unknown slowly creeped him out while bound up in this dark and cold crate... will the torture ever end?

24 hours later the lights came back on and two frail men opened the crate and took him out to be inspected. They were pleased and carted Jacob off to their work. They told him he better behave while on business leave here or he will be outsourced in India forever! A call came from his boss, and the 3 talked...

"Now take good care of him for us, we can't have him around stirring up trouble until the merger is complete. Then you can do whatever with him. We no longer need his service at the company, CLICK...

Jacob played by Dean Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:09/25/2011

Tags: bear, cleave gag, socks, suit, story

Clearing the Hallway

25 photos; 4:12 video

Janitor played by Rex

Bad Guy played by Jon Storm

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production 01/26/2020

Tags: bad guy, grabbed, gagging, cleave gag, otm gag, plot, ball tie, bear

First You, Then Me

26 photos; 6:53 video

Trapped twink played by Vladimir

Bear Trap played by Dean

Phootgraphy by Caitiff

Date of Production: 02/13/2020

Tags: bad guy, plot, nude, nudity, bear, twink, fondle, grope, stroke, tape gag, hand gag