Hit That

26 photos; 5:31 video

Model: Dante

Photography by: Nick007

Date of Production: 5-19-2015

Tags: taped up, tape gag, twink

The Dick by Caitiff

20 photos; 5:27 video

Ronnie was a dick. He was rude and full of himself and generally a.. well, a dick. But Ronnie also had a lot of money and that had always bought him some leeway with the guys he hung out with.

Until now.

Partying all night and getting XXXX, Ronnie had managed to insult every single one of his friends, most of the other partiers and one very hurt dog. Then, as if nothing had happened, Ronnie fell aXXXX on a chair.

Ronnie continued to XXXX long after most of the guests had gone home. Ronnie had pretty much ruined the party anyway.

Ronnie’s friend’s decided. This time Ronnie would learn his lesson.

First they gagged Ronnie with a rag. Then they tightly bound his hands together with black rope. More cloth was stuffed into Ronnie's mouth and then kept there by a cloth tied over his mouth. Then to keep him seated in the chair, Ronnie’s ankle’s were tied to the legs of the chair.

Ronnie didn’t begin to stir until after he was well tied and gagged. By then it was too late.

“Mmmmpphh!?” Ronnie let out a surprised moan as he found he could not move his hands nor talk. Thinking it a joke, Ronnie was shocked when none of “friends” moved to untie him.

Ronnie struggled and twisted in his bondage but to no avail.

“Mmmm?? Mmphh mmmm!”, Ronnie tried to plead then threaten but the gag reduced everything he said to incoherent mumblings.

“He’s moving around too much.”

“Can we fix that? I don’t want this asshole getting away before he’s learned his lesson.”

“Yeah we got more rope.”

Ronnie soon found himself tied to the chair with more rope around his chest. Ronnie began to sweat. He had no idea what was going to happen to him.

“I got an idea.” Somebody said and Ronnie had ear phones put over his ears. “It’s filled with white noise. He wont’ be able to hear a thing. Now we blind fold him. It’ll be like sensory deprivation. Then we have some fun.”

The guy was right, Ronnie soon found out. He couldn't’ hear nor see, talk nor move. But he could still feel and what he felt disturbed him. His fly was undone and his dick pulled out. Slowly at first and then faster, he was stroked. Though it seemed weird, having no other sensory stimuli made the sensations of being stroked that much more intense. Ronnie could feel himself getting closer and closer.

Ronnie's captors sensed it too because right before he could shoot, they stopped.

“Mmmmm!”, Ronnie grunted. He only managed to elicit laughter.

Then when he was almost soft, Ronnie felt hands on his junk. The process started all over again, always getting him close and never finishing him off.

It would be along night for Ronnie.

The End

Ronnie played by Matthew

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 03/19/2010

Tags: story, exposed, tape gag, blind fold, twink, chair tie, grope, stroke, bare foot

Staying In Tonight

20 photos; 6:13 video

Ajax's BF doesn't like him going out to the bars all the time. So he takes matters into his own hands

Model : : Ajax

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 08/21/2025

Tags: tape gag, cleave gag, tattoos, shirtless, bare foot, twink, exposed, jeans, groped, hand gag, fondle, bad guy, dominated, stroke

Against the Wall

20 photos; 7:06 video

Model: Ian

Photography by Marco Grieco

Date of Production: 10/19/2022

Tags: hand cuff, Cleave gag, exposed, nudity, underwear

Paying with Your Ass

35 photos; 5:02 video

Model: Leo Nein

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 07/15/2025

Tags: cleave gag, hand gag, dominated, socks, exposed, butt, spanking,

The Telephone Repairman by Kirk

20 photos; 4:19 video

           “Hey, thanks for the beer!” Mitch was at the end of his long day before the Labor Day weekend. He got the dial tone back. “Thanks man. Needed my dial-up to get back on line,” the customer said. “You know we have DSL, it’s faster!” “Yeah, but budget man. Besides, I don’t mind going slow.” The customer opened his web browser: his home page came up, www.boundguys.com. The customer turn beat red – Mitch was smiling. “So you into bondage, tie up stuff.” The customer, red-faced, replied, “Yeah, since I was a kid. Love to watch guys tied up and struggle to get free. And boundguys is the best site on the web for it!” “I know,” Mitch said, “I have been with them since their first day!” The customer laughed his head off. “Wow, this is freaky. Hey, can I tie you up sometime?” “Sure, why not now!” “Awesome. I have some rope I use to tie myself up with. Let me get it.”

           It was hot in the guy’s house, no air conditioner, so Mitch striped to the waist. “Hope you don’t mind if I took off my shirt. It’s fuckin hot.” “No man, in fact, let’s go to the basement. It’s cooler down there.” 

           Soon, Mitch was bound and gagged. “There, my first time.” Mitch began to struggle. The guy was good but a novice. Mitch knew at once he could get his hands free. But he did not want to spoil the customer’s fun. He struggled and moaned and cursed. “You mind if I take some pictures of you all tied up?” Mitch nodded and the customer clicked away. He sat Mitch down on a chair and tied him to it. Mitch began to act a whole show for him. He cursed, hopped around, struggled, bucked his arms, and moved his hands. After some time, he began to get his wrists free from the roping. He knew this was the customer’s first time….. it took him only ten minutes to get free.

           “You have to tie me up tighter again. Don’t be afraid to make the ropes real tight. I can take it!” “You want me to try again?” the customer asked, a big grin on his face.  Yeah, just one more time. I have plans for the weekend so gotta leave soon.”

           He gagged Mitch again. He began to bind him again, this time much tighter. He got his wrists secured, then his arms. Mitch began to realize that this was not only tighter but more professional. He got down to his feet, bound them. Mitch mpffed in his gag and the customer pulled it out. “Hey, your are good. I though you said it was your first time tying somebody up?” The gag was replaced. “Oh, sorry for the misunderstanding man. I meant it was my first time tying YOU up!” Mitch began to fear a bit and break out into a sweat as he was put on a table and hogtied. “Oh yeah, forgot to tell you this too. I am keeping you for the weekend.” “Mitch began to struggle but only made the ropes and knots tighter on his flesh. “And thanks for fixing my phone. I have some bondage buddies I want to call and invite over for the weekend for some fun with my little XXXX repairman! Don’t struggle too much. You might fall off the table and break your arms or neck or something.”

           He went upstairs. Mitch was struggling like a pig. He realized he was fuckin XXXX. Helpless - he waited. He heard a speaker phone turn on as the customer began to call his tie up buddies. “Fuckin dial tone,” Mitch mumbled. 

Model: Mitch

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 07/27/2007

Tags: story, shirtless, cleave gag, hog tie, hopping

Floored by Ogre

30 photos; 3:58 video

Dave had just joined the fraternity a few weeks before. Everything was going well during rush week. He showed up on time, took care of what he was expected to do. He was courteous and a model prospective member. Things were great, he was ushered in and all was well.

If David had been doing his chores when the other fraternity snuck in, he'd have been able to call campus police. As it stood, however, he

was XXXX on the job and the other guys decided to take advantage of the situation.

They snuck in through the kitchen door, wearing dark clothes and ski masks. They dug through their bags and pulled out a bunch of rope, having planned for this sort of complication. They then snuck into the main room of the house, found Dave lying there, and started trussing him up!

Being such a heavy XXXXer, Dave didn't even notice once they were finished binding him. They crept away from him, leaving him to snooze, and grabbed the baseball trophy they were after. On the way out, one of the guys chuckled at him and he began to wake up, seeing their retreating forms heading for the door.

He gasped and began to struggle but the other boys had bound him too tight! There was nothing he could do to prevent them from getting away! His brothers were going to be upset, and how!

David struggled with his bonds while trying to come up with a convincing story to explain his predicament. Unfortunately, he couldn't do both very well and only managed to work up a sweat for himself.

After two hours of wriggling and pulling and desperately trying to come up with a good tale, he heard the front door open. His heart pounded in his chest while he listened to the brothers come in from rugby practice. He knew he was in for it now.

Charlie was the first to say something, even before they found David.

"That lousy good for nothing. He was supposed to clean the house! How long ago did we leave him here? Four hours? Five?" Bill laughed sourly. "I swear, if I find him slacking off I'm going to give him one last chance to save his sorry butt."

Charles agreed and the rest of the guys just laughed. They knew when Bill was angry, he meant business.

"Oh, hey, look what we have here! The slacker himself!" Henry was the first to see David trussed up. The guys all filed in and David's chest went cold inside. How humiliating to be found like this.

"Well, Dave, I see you've been playing around again. Probably had some girl in here who left you tied up to teach you a lesson." David shook his head violently, trying to explain through the gag but it was useless. They either didn't understand him or didn't want to even try.

"Serves you right, you lazy good for nothing," Bill said. "You just lay here for a couple of more hours and think about what you're going to do next time about your chores!" He wiggled a finger at Bill who just looked pathetic. David's eyes pleaded for release, but one by one the brothers took turns whacking him on the ass and wandering off.

Maybe next time he would not be so quick to fall aXXXX on the job.

The End

David played by Nick

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 08/07/2008

Tags: story, socks, hog tie, twink

Crime Doesn't Pay

28 photos

"MMMGNNOOOMMSTOOOPPP!"

He pulled down the knotted bandanna that he had tied between my teeth.

"Are you going to make that call now, pork chop?"

"Yes, yes, but please stop it, I can't take any more."

I promised myself that I would be strong, and wouldn't give way, no matter what threats he made. But when he pulled off my shoes and started tickling my feet, I couldn't hold out for long. With my hands tied behind my back, I was helpless to fend him off, and the gag in my mouth prevented my neighbors from hearing my shrieks. I had jerked and squirmed and tried to escape, but he just sat on me and tickled and tickled and tickled until I thought that I would have a heart attack. Finally I broke down.

He held something to my head as he dialed Frank's number with his other hand.

"Remember, pork chop, no funny business. Don't try to warn him, or you'll regret it, and so will he!"

I followed the instructions that he gave me. I told Frank to bring over the documents that we had purloined. I wanted to go over them with him again. Frank didn't suspect a thing, and agreed to come over in half an hour.

"There, Pork Chop, that wasn't so hard was it?"

"Please, just... MMMMPHHGGGLUMM." He pulled the bandanna up from around my neck and stuffed it back in my mouth.

"We have a little time before Frankie gets here... what do you say to us having a little fun?" He slid his hands up under my t-shirt and ...

The big boy had caved like a house of cards once I had his shoes off. The object was just for show. I had no intention of using it. I had never been one for violence and certainly didn't want to break his fingers and pull out his fingernails, even though I had threatened to do so. I found that few people could withstand a prolonged period of tickling, and Pork Chop was no exception to the rule. Besides, he seemed to like being tied up and gagged. I noticed a bulge in his jeans that hadn't been there when I first confronted him. I wasn't averse to mixing business with pleasure, and once the phone call had been made, I decided to have a little fun with Pork Chop. He responded the way that I thought he would. Things were just getting really interesting when I heard a XXXX at the door. Time to get back to work.

"MMMMGMPLSOPMM!" The guy with the XXXX was doing terrible things to me. I struggled and moaned, trying to beg him to stop, but to no avail. Just when things were reaching a peak, when I thought that the torture I was undergoing would cause me to explode, Frank XXXX on the door. The thug with the XXXX hastily rearranged my clothing, and holding the XXXX to my head, whispered "Not a peep, out of you Pork Chop, or you and your fellow bozo will be dead meat." He pushed me into a corner, hidden from view, and stood behind the door. As he turned the handle, I wanted to yell out, to make some noise to warn Frank, but the bad man had such a big XXXX, and I didn't want him to pull out my fingernails!

Boink! I shuddered with sympathy as Frank went down like a fallen tree. OUCH! That XXXX butt to the head must have hurt a lot. Poor Frank. He just lay on the floor and moaned. The bad man pulled him further into my apartment, and in two shakes of a lambs tail he had Frank all trussed up and gagged. As Frank came to, he was dragged to his feet, and pulled over next to me.

"What a couple of chumps you two are. Why don't you take a load off your feet?"

Thump. Both Frank and I were rudely pushed to floor. While the thug who had done such bad things to me picked up the folder with the documents that we had liberated, and went over to my desk to peruse them, Frank and I started wriggling around on the floor; squirming and struggling, trying to get free.

"MGMTURNMMROUN"

"MNNTHISMMWAY"

"MNOTHISMMWAY!" Frank just wouldn't listen; he always knew best. It had to be his way or nothing. As I turned around to work at his ropes, we were rudely interrupted.

"You guys want to get closer to each other? Fine, closer you'll be." He jerked us up to our knees, and XXXX us to face one another. OUCH! He pulled rope around us, so tight, tying us to together. This was awkward. Tied face to face with Frank, all of the terrible things that the bad man had done to me came flooding back into my mind. Tied so tight to Frank, I could feel something growing in my jeans. Sniff, sniff. Umm, he smelled nice. This wasn't too bad. I struggled a little more vigorously, and so did Frank. Hmmm, this felt pretty good. I wiggled some more, rubbing and pressing against Frank in my efforts to get free. Frank struggled right back. He started grunting in a most unusual way. I could see his face getting all red, and could feel something pressing against me. Frank had something growing in his jeans, too!

All the papers were there. The boss would be proud of me. I looked over at the two clowns who had tried to rip us off. They were having far too good a time. I wouldn't have liked to join in the fun, but time is money! I had to make sure that they stayed put for a while. I had a plane to catch. Once I was in the air, it didn't matter if they got free. I hated to break up their little party, but I needed to put them out of commission for a few hours, and the rope holding them together didn't look tight enough. And besides, crime shouldn't pay! At least not theirs. For me and the boss, it was a different matter.

My head was pulled off Frank's shoulder abruptly.

"OK, boys, sorry to interrupt your fun, but it's time for me to roll, and I think you two would be a little more comfortable in a different position."

What did he mean? We were soon to find out. He untied the ropes that were holding us together, and XXXX us to turn around. I felt something hard and cold press into the back of my neck. Oh no! He was going to shoot us. I closed my eyes tight. This wasn't fair! First he rips off the papers that were going to make us rich, and now..he interrupts us at a crucial moment. I waited for a bullet in the back of my head to end it all. Instead, I felt a hand pushing me down to the floor. Before I could do anything, I was trussed up like a pig going to market. OWWW! This hurt. There was a thump next to me. Frank was next, hogtied.

"Bye boys, have fun! Remember, it isn't nice to steal!"

The End

Pork Chop played by Kent

Frank played by Aaron

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 06/13/2007

Tags: cleave gag, double, story, bare foot

National Guard Nightmare By: Jase1010

24 photos; 5:37 video

Ugh. He should have avoided pissing off the guys in his command during this weekend National Guard stint.

Dave struggled against the chair he was stuck to. He really shouldn't have told Todd that he was getting paunchy in the gut. He shouldn't have made cracks about what a XXXXwrist Pete was acting like. And nevermind telling Corey not to show up next weekend because he was an embarrassment to the Guard.

Which is why he was currently tied to this chair, stuck in the basement of the guardhouse, with Corey's sweatstained hankie tied into his mouth.

They had jumped him after drills. A pillowcase had been yanked over his head, hands slapped his camo'ed butt, and he was manhandled down into this basement. They had shoved his ass into a chair. TIed his hands behind his back. His legs were securely bound to it. The pillowcase was ripped off his head.

"Cut the shit!" Dave growled. "Get me outta this!"

His four soldiers merely laughed and high-fived each other. Dave had had this coming for a long time. He started to growl some more orders, when Corey approached him and tied his gross handkerchief into his mouth.

They had used rough hemp rope, which was biting into his wrists. It seemed the more he struggled, the tighter the ropes got! He mmpphed angrily into his humiliating gag.

"Well, Sarge. We had to humiliate you and run but we think you could use a little alone time. Seeing as you find us to be such shitty Guardsmen. Maybe this will give you time to think over how to approach things in the future."

With coarse laughter, his guys exited the basement. He could see them crossing the parade field back to barracks.

Damn it! He shoved himself around in his bondage chair. The gag was drying his mouth out. He was stuck, helpless, and starting to regret his action. And Monday was very far away

The End.

Model: Wolfric

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:09/25/2011

tags: story, uniform, military, boots, chair tie, cleave gag

Happy Bear

25 photos; 4:33 video

Happy Bear played by Dean

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 01/06/2018

Tags: cleave gag, tattoos,, bear, orgasm, fondle, shirtless, jock bare foot

My Cute Neighbor

27 photos; 4:14 video

My Cute Neighbor decided to take the bondage challenge

Cute Neighbor played by Jacobi Jackson

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 08/07/2025

Tags: socks, cleave gag, twink

Don't be Late

30 photos; 4:57 video

Model: Brian

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production : 07/30/2025

Tags: stuff gag, nude, nudity, bare foot, otter, spanking, dominated, bad guy, grope, butt

Pinned Down

38 photos; 4:38 video

Model: Scott

Bad Guy played by Dalton

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Photography : 06/30/2025

Tags: tape gag, bad guy, singlet, wrestling, hog tie, socks, athlete

Strung Up

20 photos; 5:21 video

Model: Carl

Photography by Nick007

Date of Production 6-11-2016

tags: bad guy, cleave gag, hands above head

Bound Rugby by Nick007

22 photos; 3:29 video

This was Mickey's year. He finally made the rugby team after trying out for the past twoyears. He practiced every day to get better and it was worth it. He had just received aphone call from the captain to come downtown to fill out some paper work. The captain

said the whole team would be there to welcome him. Mickey eagerly got in his car and drove to his destination.

He arrived at an privately owned office building with offices to rent. So it wasn't very

crowded with used offices. He rode the elevator to the top floor, walked down the hall, and XXXX on the door. The door opened and it was the captain. (The rest of the team was scattered about the office.) Mickey walked in and shook hands with the captain and the rest of the team.

After some pleasantries and some paperwork, the captain told Mickey to take his shirt off. Mickey was a little confused as to why he would be asked that. “Why do you want me to take my shirt off?” he asked.

“Because we need to take measurements for your uniform.” the captain replied.

“Oh! OK Mickey said while taking his shirt off. He revealed a nice well muscled chest

with tattoos. Very nice to look at. The captain tossed him a pair of very short rugby

shorts and long socks to put on. Mickey did as he was told and put them on.

One of the players walked over and with a piece of rope began to take “measurements”.

Then he pulled Mickey's arms behind his back and began lashing the rope around

Mickey's wrists.

“Ummm what's going on?” Mickey asked.

“No worries bro. This is just Tim's way of measuring you for your uniform.” the Captain said.

“By tying me up?”

“You wanna join our team right?” the Captain asked. Mickey nodded. “Good. Then you do things are way. Now shut up and let Tim do his job.”

Mickey did as he was told, but began to worry more and more as more rope was added around his muscled chest. Other teammates brought in a futon into the middle of the room. “And what is that for?” he asked.

“You know, Mickey, you talk to much.” The Captain said as he shoved a white bandana into Mickey's mouth and tied the to ends behind Mickey's head.

That's when it hit Mickey. He was being hazed. All of his worries just washed away.

Tim the “Tailor” pushed Mickey onto the bed and tied his feet together. Mickey let out a few moans and groans for the team. However the Captain wasn't buying it.

“By now you figured out that we are hazing you.” the Captain said. Mickey nodded.

“Well good. I'd rather you'd believe that and be more cooperative. However the truth is we found out that you are the son of the wealthy president and CEO of the O'Shea corporation. Our team need money. So we are going to keep you hear till Daddy pays up.”

Mickey's heart sank. His father was but a humble farmer. They have him confused with someone else. He tried to talk through the gag but it was no use. They wouldn’t believe anything he said at that point anyways.

“Now you sit tight while we get your daddy on the line.” the Captain said. All of the

teammates left with the captain.

Mickey struggled against the ropes but it was of no use. The more he struggled the

tighter the ropes got. He began getting more and more scared when he thought about what they were going to do him when they find out that he's not the guy they were looking for.

A hour went by and he had still not gotten loose yet. He worked on trying to push the gag out so he could scream for help but just he got it out, the Captain came back into the room and put his hand over Mickey's mouth.

“Shhhh!” he said as he then put the gag back in Mickey's mouth. “So we got a hold of your daddy, and I'm afraid he's not going to pay. He says his son is in his office as they

speak.” He laughed. “What a moron! Doesn’t even realize we just XXXX him. So I guess we are going to have to send him a message. I think one finger ought to do it.”

Mickey screamed through the gag. The gag plus the Captain's hand muffled the scream to a low noise level. “Tim! Bring in the equipment!” he ordered.

Mickey was now trembling with fear. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. In walked Tim holding a cooler, and he walked behind the bed and set it down. The captain was holding Mickey down so he couldn’t see behind him. He heard the cooler open.

“Alright Tim. Open him up.” the Captain ordered.

Mickey flinched when he felt something metal touching his finger. Then a loud noise

followed by silence. Why wasn’t he feeling any pain, Mickey wondered. He looked up at

the Captain, now with a shit eating grin.

“Did you really think there was even an O'Shea Corporation?” he said. All the team

mates walked back into the room laughing with beers in their hands. Tim just opened a beer bottle behind Mickey to scare him. “You were right the first time, Mickey. Nothing but hazing. We got you good.” he said as he moved the gag down from Mickey's lips.

“We've all gone through it.”

It took a moment to let it all sink in, but he laughed. “So can you untie me now?” he

asked.

“Nope.” the Captain said pushing the gag back in. “You got to get out on your own. You see every new member gets hazed this way. Then the next year the newest member gets to do the tying. Unfortunately for you, Tim, has a fetish about tying guys up. So I don’t think you'll be getting out anytime soon. But in the meantime, lets get this party started!”

Someone turned on the radio, someone set up beer pong, and everyone continued to drink more beer while Mickey rolled on the bed trying to get loose. Tim sat on the bed

and assured him that he would teach him all he knows about ropes for next year so he can get his revenge.

“Hell, man. I'll even let you practice tying me up.” Tim said.

Mickey was looking forward to the next year.

Then End.

Model: Mickey O'Shea

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:11/07/2013

TAGS: RUGBY, socks, shirtless, athlete, cleave gag, bad guy, grope, hand gag, story

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

Tags: soldier, story, tape gag, boots, hopping

Struggle

26 photos; 6:35 video

Model: Donovan

Photography by Nick007

Date of Production: 7/16/2015

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Pretty in Pink

20 photos; 4:28 video

Model: Kona

Bad Guy : Danny

Photography by Caitff

Date of Production: 07/25/2025

Tags: chair tie, suit, bad guy, gagging, hand gag, cleave gag, tape gag, dominated

Bare Ass Rugby Grope

31 photos; 4:23 video

Model: Danny

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 06/30/2025

Tags: blindfold, stuff gag, socks, athlete, exposed, butt, hog tie, rugby

Jumping

48 photos; 2:21 video

Bound Guy played by Holden Cox

Bad Guy played by Dalton

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 05/08/2025

Tags: cleave gag, tape gag, hopping, socks, bad guy, grabbed, hands behind back, groped

Hog Tied and Helpless

25 photos; 3:29 video

Model: Jesse Daniles

Photography by Caitiff

Date of production: 10/05/2018

Tags: twink, hog tie, tape gag, boots, grope, bad guy

All Taped Up

30 photos; 5:30 video

Model: Derek

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 10/25/2017

Brotherly Love by Sammy

28 photos; 3:15 video

Obediently, Hector stood in place. His hands had been tied securely by a tight yellow rope, and the slack was looped around a ring in the wall like a leash. He knew he was not going to get get loose his brother Hal was an expert when it came to knots. Ocassionaly he would kneel down to rest his legs but when he knelt down he had to raise his arms because there was not enough slack to let him sit comfortably. His bother had thought of that to. Sit, stand he could do neither very long or very comfortbly. He waited patiently soon Sammy would arrive and then the fun could begin. Almost as if thinking about him was a summoning Sammy walked in holdng a camera and a duffle bag full of more rope and other bondage accesories.

Sammy and Hal talked in hushed tones occasionally glancing over their shoulders at Hector.

"Alright lets get started", smiled Sammy. Hector stood barely able to contain his excitement. His shoots for WWW.BOUNDGUYS.COM were always fun. Hal unleashed Hector from the wall and led him to the bedroom. Sammy was busy setting out more rope, and checking his camera.

While Hal began gathering up more coils of rope and binding his little brother. Firt he used the make shift leash to securely tie Hector's hands to his chest. After that Hal ordered Hector to kneel on the bed. Hal quickly gagged is brother then began binding his feet. Hetor bit into the gag as his brother lashed his feet together with more rope provided by Sammy. The ropes were so tight that he could hardly move around and struggle once he was securely tied. Sammy had started taking pictures and the bright flash made the room dance around. Hector strained and struggled and pulled against he tight ropes and they bit deeper into his skin. He twisted and writhed and tried and failed to extricate himself from them. Occasionaly Sammy would bark and ordr from behind the dazzling flash of the camera and Hector strived to obey as best he could. He had always enjoyed being bound and gagged. Finally he lay exhausted on the bed a thin sheen of sweat covering him.

"Hmm, not bad" said Sammy "but it looks like he needs a little more motivation to really struggle."

Hector's eyes got a little wider. He knew what was coming next. Why had he told Sammy that he was ticklish.

"Hal, if you could go help your brother out", smiled Sammy.

Hal started laughing "Sure."

Hector glared at his brother as he closed in on him.

"Don't worry little bro. Better you then me I always say."

Glad you feel like that.", chimed in Sammy. "I have you scheduled for a set tommorow."

"MMMhaaPPHHAAA", Hector nearly XXXXd on th gag as he laugh at the look on his brothers face.

Hal leared at his brother and then pounced on him and began tickling him. Hal's hands moved swiftly all over over Hector's body finding every single spot that was ticklish. Hector strained against the ropes and wriggled all over the bed twisting and turning trying to shield himself from his brothers assault. The bed springs creaked alarmingly and threatened to pitch the two brothers to the floor. Hector's face turned red from exertion and laughing into the unforgiving cleave gag. Finally he collapsed completely exhausted unable to struggle or laugh anymore he just laid there. That was when Sammy anounced he had enough footage and pictures. Hector rested sill tied while Sammy shut off his camera.

"Alright Hal, go ahead and untie him while I get set up for the next set of pictures.", said Sammy.

"Sure, you go ahead", responded Hal.

As Sammy exited Hector rounded on his littel brother. Hector twisted into a better positon for his brother to untie him. It usually takes about five to ten minutes to set up another set longer if Sammy gets distracted. I think I will go ask him about my shoot tommorow. You can get yourself untied right?" Hector laughed to himself as Hal left the room. Sammy had already told him that Hal's shoot would be a complete reversal of today. Hal would be all tied up and He would get to torture him.

The end

Hal as Himself

Hector as Himself

Photography by Sammy

Date of Production: 11/06/2006

Spanking It

26 photos; 6:32 video

Victim: Braxton

Bad Guy: Donovan

Date of Production: 06/10/2016

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