Guess Who!? by XXXXfreak

32 photos; 3:49 video

 One day Ramone was waiting for his friend to come over. He was very excited he and this particular friend always seem to have a ton of fun. He waited in a nice white t-shirt and short shorts. Suddenly the door to his apartment opens. Ramone says "I think it'll be a little more exciting now that you can let yourself in and sort of surprise me!"

The person who entered the room demands in a a raspy unidentifiable voice "Turn your face towards the head of the bed and don't look!" Ramone does as he is told and says "I love what you are doing to your voice it adds a lot to the scenario."

The mysterious voice says "Get closer to the bed, almost hug it." Ramone does as he is told and trying to smile at his friend he looks towards the man. As soon as Ramone turns his head the man shouts "Don't look at me! Put your face on the bed! Now put your hands behind your back!" Ramone does as he is told.

 The man gets on top of Ramone and ties his hands. Ramone then says "mmm. that feels good!" "Now your legs!" shouts the man. Ramone moves his legs from their spread position to close together. The man then takes more rope and ties his feet together. Ramone shouts at the man "Tighter!". The man listens and tightens it! "Oh yea! Now I can really struggle!" Ramone says happily. Ramone lies on the bed and rolls around struggling. "Now what do we do?" Ramone asks.

The man gets on the bed, and Ramone gets a glance at him. Ramone shouts, "You aren't--" His shout is cut off when the man takes a red bandanna and ties it around his head gagging him. Now that Ramone realizes something is wrong he continues to roll on the bed this time with the intention of actually becoming free. He tries to shout through the gag but all the comes out is "mmpph Mmpph"

"Stop struggling you aren't going to free yourself" shouts the man. At this point Ramone sits up on the bed and stops trying to scream. "Good boy! Now I can have my fun!" The man goes towards Ramone and pulls his white shirt over his head exposing his hairy upper chest. As the men pushes Ramone back to the bed and lounges on top of Ramone, he starts to shout again.

The End?

Bonus Story 1

The Guy From the Gym

By Bobthename

Phil had just gotten home from the gym, he pulled up in front of his house and noticed his bedroom window was open, it wasn't open before he left so he became a little worried. He immideatly got out of his car and entered his house. He was on his way to his room when a man holding a XXXX told him to follow him.

Phil listened to the stranger and walked with him to phils room. When they got there the man told phil to lay face down on the bed. Phil slowly did as he was told. After he was on the bed the man directed Phil to put his arms behind his back and keep quiet. Phil nervously asked what was going on but the man ignored him and instead started to loop rope around phils wrists. Once his hands were bound he went to phils ankles and tied them tightly together. Phil was now bound hand and foot, lying helplessly on his bed.

The creepy man then sat next to phil on the bed and pulled a red bandana out of his pocket. "Guess what this is for my friend?" said the stranger as he tied the bandana firmly around phils mouth. Phil tried to talk but the gag was so tight all he could say was "mmmmmpph!"

Finally the man started to talk. "Phil, I've been going to the same gym as you for the last 8 months and have wanted your body since day 1 and today I decided I'll have it" Phil squirmed and made gagged grunts trying to get loose.

The XXXX then turned phil over so he was now on his back. Phil looked him in the eye and tried to talk.

"Relax" said the stalker as he gently corressed phils muscular thighs, "your gonna feel things you've never felt before my friend" Phils eyes grew wider as the man started to massage his crotch. Phil helplessly tried to get loose but had no luck, the knots were way to tight. The next thing Phil knew his own groin was being fondeled and his shirt pulled over his head. He screamed into his gag but was totally ignored by the cloth that was shoved in his mouth. The horny predator then yanked Phils shorts to his knees and placed his mouth around phils manhood. Phil squirmed like never before but only succeeded in tiring himself out. The man had no mercy on phils cock, and after he was finished he turned phil back over to his stomach.

"Guess what time it is now my little sex toy?" said the pervert, "mmmm, finally that lucious butt is mine", Phil mmmmphh'ed into his gag as his virgin ass was totally abused....

Fin

Bonus Story 2

"Who Are You?"

by Jockboy

Ramone loved to jog after a hard day's work. On this particular day he was even happier due to the fact that his girlfriend was gone for a business trip for a whole week!

As Ramone returned from his hour long jog he failed to notice the door to his apartment was unlocked. Ramone took no note of it as he walked inside and locked the door behind him. He went into his bedroom and flopped down on his bed, exhausted from his run. In a couple minutes he was already snoring.

He failed to notice the man in black entering his room. The man set a small black bag down and opened it, pulling from it a long coil of white rope. The man began to quickly bind Ramone's wrists together behind Ramone's back. As soon as that was done he began working on Ramone's ankles. Soon enough they were quickly and efficiently bound as well.

Suddenly, Ramone began to stirr. "What the hell?" Ramone wondered aloud as he was unable to move his hands or feet. Seeing the man Ramone got defensive. "Who the hell are you?" Ramone demanded to know.

Not to his liking, Ramone was quickly silenced as the man stuffed a red bandanna between Ramone's teeth and knotted the ends tightly behind his head. Ramone grunted and yelled from behind the gag at the intruder in hopes of getting him to leave him alone. Ramone got more defensive as the man began pulling up Ramone's shirt and massaging his chest. Ramone could only lie helpless as the man began to feel every inch of his bound and gagged body.

End

Model: Aaron

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 05/16/2007

Tags: cleave gag, underwear, twink, bare foot, story, shirtless, hopping, exposed, butt

Strung Up Cop

25 photos; 4:01 video

Muscle Daddy played by Ron Jeffries

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 11/06/2019

Tags: muscle, daddy, cop, uniform, police, bad guy, stroke, exposed, tape gag,, butt, grope, fondle, shirtless, dick tie

Waking Up Horny

20 photos; 9:20 video

Model: Ajax

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 04/13/2026

Tags: nude, nudity, bare foot, plug gag, grope, fondle, dominated

Gagging For It

20 photos; 3:24 video

Gagged Guy played by Bryce Rivers

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 04/08/2026

Tags: gagging, hand gag, cleave gag, tattoos, hog tie, socks, shirtless, bad guy, grope, dominated

Get Some Rest

30 photos; 5:01 video

Model: Leo Nein

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 04/16/2026

Tags: otter, hairy, underwear, exposed, bare foot, hog tie, tape gag, blind fold, bad guy, dominated, stroke, grope, shirtless

Baseball Bound

29 photos; 4:43 video

Baseball player played by Dante

Photography by Caitiff

Date of production:10/15/2019Tags: sports, athlete, twink, hog tie, tape gag

Straight Guy, Red Briefs

20 photos; 4:22 video

Model: Jesse Daniels

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 10/13/2019

Tags :shirtless, underwear, cleave gag, bare foot, twink

Disappeared by Caitiff

25 photos; 6:31 video

 It was all set. The files, the witness testimonies, the evidence. Doug had all his ducks in their respective rows and now it was time. It hadn't’ been easy. The Valenti Family was powerful and well connected. It had taken years to put this case together for the District attorney’s office. But finally it had all paid off. All Doug had ot do was get this briefcase to the D.A. and Doug would see his career a sa prosecutor sore while the Valenti’s crashed and burned. Doug had left nothing out.

He had, however, forgotten to lock his door. Doug didn't’ hear the door creak open a she talked to his boss on his cell. He didn't’ see the man sneaking up behind him as he finished getting his papers in order. Not until it was too late.

“Mmmmpphhh!!”, Doug let out a surprised yelp as the chemical laden rag was clamped tightly over his face. Desperately he struggled to get free. But the more he thrashed and tried ot yell for help, the faster the XXXX worked it’s way into his lungs. Soon blackness overcame him.

 Damian didn’t waste too much time staring down at the helpless man beneath him. He had done this enough times to know when his victim was really out of just faking. And time was of the essence.

Quickly he dragged Doug’s XXXX body into the living room. A second after fishing the clothesline out the bag he had brought, Damian had Doug’s hands tightly bound behind his back. Then Doug’s feet were tied up. He then was rolled over on his back. Taking out the duct tape, Damian tore off a nice sticky strip and plastered it over Doug’s mouth. Like Damian always said, a guy wasn't’ really under your power until you had deprived him of speech. With his prisoner now safely bound and gagged, Damian left to go get the car ready. It was hardly as if he could walk out the front door with a guy tied up and gagged over his shoulder.

 Doug regained consciousness slowly. At first all he knew was that his head hurt. He tried rubbing it but he couldn’t move his hands beyond a certain point. A low moan escaped the tape sealing his mouth. When Doug finally came too, it was with a panicked start. He had been tied up! How? Doug tried yelling for help but he had been tape gagged. Desperately he twisted and turned, trying in vain to escape his bonds. But the ropes around his hands and feet were tight. As was the gag over his mouth. Despite himself, Doug knew that help would not be coming. He had been XXXX by the Valenti family.

The noise of Doug waking up bound and gagged alerted Damian. He entered the room carrying Doug’s briefcase and proceeded to slap Doug around.

 “Is this it?”, Doug asked as he slapped Doug across the face.

Gagged, Doug couldn’t answer, he wouldn't’ have answered anyway. Instead he screamed threats that came out only as “Mmmmpphs” from behind his gag. But that was all the answer Damian needed. It was time ot clean up the loose ends.

Damian hefted Doug’s bound form like a rag doll, placing him on Damian’s shoulder. Doug could only wiggle and moan in outrage and fear as he was carried off to the back of the house.

Fortunately for Damian and unfortunately for Doug, the coast was clear to the car port in the back of the house. With practised sXXXX, Damian opened the trunk and deposited his hostage inside. Damian loved this car. He had bought it just for the large trunk. He had since removed the safety release that would let anyone open it from the inside. So far the record had been three men tied up and gagged inside for a cross country trip. Boy those guys were ripe after they were let out.

 “Sit tight.”, Damian chuckled as he closed the door on the helpless captive. Doug could only “Mmph!” in XXXX as he was shut inside the car’s trunk.

Damian flipped open his phone and dialed the number his employer had given him for just this sort of thing. The line was known to be secure.

“Yeah, I got him. ... No, he’s not going anywhere.... yeah, the dock will work. Bye.”

Damian’s stomach growled. He had been so busy planning his latest XXXX he had forgotten to eat. But it was hardly as if he could go through a drive through. There was too much chance the car could be traced back. And Damian wasn't’ sure he wanted to trust his captive to stay quiet. Having the drive through person hear muffled cries for help while taking Damian’s order could be embarrassing.

Ahh, he’ll be al right for a while, Damian thought. He got out the car and headed for the burger joint he had seen on the corner

Damian was only gone for a moment. Five minutes at best. Just long enough for his car to go missing.

“Oh shit.”, Damian muttered under his breath a she looked in disbelief at the empty spot his car used to occupy.

The end?

Doug played by Kent

Damian played by Leo

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 09/19/2007

Tags: tape gag, grabbed, nabbed, suit, plot, tying

Feeling Shy

20 photos; 5:24 video

Model: Remy

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 07/23/2019

Tags: bad guy, grope, fondle twink, nude, nudity, tattoos, stroke, tape gag, hands above head, dick tie

Gagged and Tickled

30 photos; 6:31 video

Model: Ajax

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 04/13/2026

Tags: gagging, stuff gag, hand gag, cleave gag, tape gag, hog tie, bad guy, dominated, tickle, socks

The House Guest

6 photos; 5:24 video

Oops, some technical issues kept us from getting mor epics. However the video is just fine.

Model: Dallas troy

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 03/30/2026

Tags: gagging, dominated, tape gag, hog tie, shirtless, tattoos, bare foot, butt, exposed, bad guy

Woods Escape

29 photos; 5:16 video

Model: Holden Cox

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 10/13/2025

Tags: twink, tape gag, outdoors, sneakers, bad guy, tree tie,

XXXX Hold

25 photos; 4:27 video

Model : jesse Daniels

hand provided by Mr. Exe

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 01/12/2019

Tags, singlet, otm gag, twink, bare foot, blindfold, shirtless

In His Whitey Tighties

25 photos; 6:28 video

Brian jerked awake at the sound of something crashing to the floor downstairs. Sitting up in bed he glanced at the small alarm clock on the nightstand besides his bed and saw that it was 11pm. As he sat wondering what to do, there came another crash from somewhere downstairs, this one less loud.

‘Maybe it’s a raccoon or possum that’s broken into the basement,’ he thought, turning on the lamp on the nightstand. ‘I’d hate to call the police for something stupid as that. I better go check.’

Tossing off his blankets, Brian slid out of bed and made his way to the stairs dressed in nothing but his white briefs, undershirt and socks. Slowly he descended the stairs, feeling more and more apprehensive as he neared the basement door. What if it wasn’t an animal and he was getting robbed? Should he check or just call the police? Pausing on the last step, he flipped the light switch and prepared to bolt if there was someone down there waiting. There wasn’t, just some large storage boxes stacked up around the room. Cautiously he left the safety of the stairs and walked deeper into the basement. There didn’t seem to be anything out of place. What could have caused the noise? Feeling foolish for being spooked, Brian turned to go back upstairs when a rustling sound from his storage closet made him freeze.

‘Run!’ his mind screamed as he turned and moved towards the closed closet door. Slowly, he opened the door just enough to poke his head in and see. At first all he saw was darkness, then there was a flash of green and something black and furry raced out of the room and up the stares. Brian smiled and let out a relieved sigh. It was only his cat, Marbles.

“Hey, Marbles. Come back here so silly cammmpf!”

His words where cut off as a thick cloth was pressed firmly over his mouth and nose. Startled, he inhaled sharply and smelled a sickly sweet odor from the cloth that made the room spin and the strength melt from his body. Weakly, he tried to pull away from his attacker but a strong arm wrapped itself around his chest from behind, pinning his arms so he couldn’t move.

“Just relax, big guy. It’ll all be over soon. That’s right, close those big blue eyes of yours.”

“Lemmmnnff.”

His strength gone, Brian’s knees buckled and he sagged heavily against his attacker who lowered him to the ground. Fighting to stay conscious though unable to open his eyes or move a muscle, Brian felt himself being dragged backwards then placed carefully on a chair in what had to be in the storage closet.

‘What are you going to do with me?’ was the question he asked in his mind but what came out of his mouth was a low, garbled groan.

His answer came in the form of a cloth being pressed to his nose and he knew nothing more.

**********

It was pain that broke through Brian’s XXXX-addled mind, dragging him from the comfort of XXXX. His neck hurt, the muscles stiff and for a few minutes he was unable to move it. XXXX his heavy eyelids to open, he found himself gazing up at the wood beams of his storage closet’s ceiling. Grimacing with pain, he straightened his neck and tried to raise his hand to massage it but couldn’t move his arms. Looking down, he saw coils of white rope wrapped around his chest and upper arms, securing them tightly to his side. More rope was wound securely around his knees. Alarmed, he tried to stand up and found his ankles where also bound and that a rope was connected to them and to his tied wrists behind the chair. Ice, tingles of fear spread through him ad his heart began to beat painfully against his chest as he yanked desperately against his restraints. The chair he sat on wobbled and swayed as he struggled but the ropes held him trapped to it. Gasping for air as the ropes around his chest tightened with each struggle, Brian XXXX himself to calm down as he took stock of his situation. He was inside his storage closet, the door closed and a small hanging lamp his only light. Maybe the man who grabbed him took what he wanted and was gone, leaving him tied up as a precaution. Hoping that was the case, Brian took a deep breath and yelled as loud as he could.

“Help! Help me! Someone, help!”

Suddenly the door opened and a man walked in, dressed in dark clothing. Brian’s eyes widened and his heart dropped into his stomach. This had to be his attacker.

“Glad to see you’re finally awake. I was afraid I gave you too much of the rag,” the man said, closing the door.

Brian licked his lips and swallowed hard, his mouth dry with fear. “Look, take anything you want. If you’re looking for money it’s upstairs in my sock drawer. Just please, don’t hurt me.”

The man smiled and Brian shivered at the hungry look on his face. “Thanks for telling me about the money. You’re one hot guy, especially tied up. Just looking at you gets my juices flowing. Had I known you where here, I would have brought my van. You’re car though should work fine though once I empty out the trunk.”

“What do you mean? What are you going to do?”

“You said to take anything I want. I’m going to take you.”

Blood drain from Brian’s face and he started trashing wildly on the chair, trying to break free of his ropes as the man slowly approached him.

“No, don’t! Help! Someone helmmmfff!”

A large hand clamped over his mouth, cutting off his cries. Shaking his head, he tried to pull free but the hand held his head still, pressed against the man’s stomach in an iron grip.

“Don’t waist your breath. You’re in a closet in a basement. I doubt anybody would hear you even if they where in this house. Face it, you’re mine and I’m going to have some fun with you before we go.”

Breathing hard through his nose, Brian moaned as he squirmed helplessly on the chair as his captor stroked his face and slid his hand down his neck and across his chest. What sort of fun? Pressed tightly against the man, Brian could feel something hard poking him in the back and realized what his captor had in mind. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his captor holding something large and white. It was a rolled up shirt.

“Open your mouth or I’ll break your nose,” the man warned, removing his hand from Brian’s mouth and gripping his nose hard.

To afraid to resist, Brian opened his mouth wide and felt the thick rolled up shirt pulled across his mouth and secured tightly behind his head. The gag both filled his mouth and covered it, reducing his moans to muffled grunts. With both hands free, his captor focused on exploring his bound captive’s body. Placing one hand across Brian’s throat, he massaged his Adam’s apple while sliding his other hand across his shoulder and down into his undershirt to toy with his nipples. Protesting, Brian tried to twist free from the offending hands, jerking his body and leaning forward as much as the ropes would allow.

“Don’t get yourself too tired, the real fun hasn’t started yet,” his captor warned, pulling him back against the chair and patting his face. “I’m going to go get more rope and then I’ll have a good look at that nice ass of yours.”

“Nnnnommm! Hemm nnnemm ooom!” Brian pleaded, shaking his head.

Ignoring his pleas, his captor smiled and ruffled his hair before leaving the room, closing the door behind him. Alone, Brian began rocking back and forth hard, twisting and tugging at his bound wrists. He had to get free before the guy came back and had his way with him. Biting the thick cloth between his teeth, Brian kicked his legs the best he could, hoping it would break the rope connecting them to his wrists. Pain shot up his arms with each tug and kick as the rope securing his wrists tightened. Refusing to give up, he continued to thrash on the chair, trying to ignore how alone and helpless he was, tied and gagged in a basement storage closet. Breathing hard and fast through his nose, exhausted from his struggles and covered in sweat, Brian mustered what little strength he had left and stretched out his legs as hard as he could while pulling his bound wrist back at the same time. Slowly, the rope connecting the two began to give and with one hard kick, Brian’s wrist and ankles where free of each other. Knowing it was only a matter of minutes before his captor came back, Brian struggled to stand without falling to the ground. His ankles and hands where almost numb from his struggles and with his knees and arms tied securely, he had a hard time standing up without wobbling. After a few failed attempts and almost crashing to his knees, Brian managed to stand up straight and keep his balance. Breathing hard through his nose, his hart racing from fear and adrenaline, Brian looked frantically around him for anything he could use to cut his ropes. There was a worktable in the far corner with some sharp instruments and a few nails sticking out from the wall where he hung things. Maybe if he could get to them he’d be able to somehow cut the ropes binding his arms. Casting a fearful glance over his shoulder at the door, he gave a little hop towards the table and nearly fell over. Regaining his balance, Brian was about to try again when the door opened and his captor entered the room holding a coiled up white rope.

“Well, I see you’ve been busy. Can’t wait to get the fun started?”

Brian’s eyes widened to the size of quarters as the man approached him and tried to hop away but lost his balance. He would have fallen had his captor not lunged forward and grab his arms.

“Easy now. I don’t want you damaging that beautiful body of yours before I get a chance to play with it. For what I have planed I need to re-position and tie you up differently. This can be done the easy way, where you cooperate and as I say or we can do it the other way where I XXXX you out. Which is it going to be?”

Knowing he was in no position to fight, Brian let his shoulders slum and XXXX his body to relax, showing he’d cooperate. This satisfied his captor who went to work untying the ropes around his chest and wrists. Biting his gag hard, Brian moaned with relief and pain as blood rushed into his arms and hands. Once he could move his arms, his captor ordered him to hold them out, wrists touching. Doing so, Brian watched with a sinking heart as rope was wound several times around them till it looked like he was wearing rope wristbands. His captor then pulled him over to a low hanging wood beam.

“Stand underneath there and lift your arms up high. I want your wrists as close to the beam as possible.”

Doing as he was told, Brian held his bound wrist against the plank, trying not to tremble as he did so. Dragging over a chair, his captor climbed up and began wrapping rope around the plank and between Brian’s arms a few times, pulling the rope tight so that his wrists where secured against the plank and his fingers couldn’t find the knots.

“Mmm, I don’t know about you but I’m real horny right now,” his captor said, stepping down from the chair and kicking it away. “Seeing you tied up like this has me ready to explode.”

“No! Emme gaww. Mmmmnnf!”

Brian tried to twist away as arms wrapped around his waist and hugged him tight. A hand grabbed his crotch and started to massage it through his underpants till it was hard and straining against the fabric.

“Very nice. I’m going to go grab that money you mention and also your car keys. After we finish here, I’m going to pack you up and take you home. Then the real fun will start.”

Shaking his head insistently, Brian yanked hard on his bound wrists as his captor gave his ass a slap before walking to the door and leaving the room. As soon as the door closed, Brian began struggling like mad. Biting down hard on the cloth covering his mouth, he yanked frantically at the rope holding his wrists tied to the plank, trying to loosen it without success. Sweat trickled down his face as he leaned forward then back, hoping his weight would be enough to maybe break the plank but all it did was hurt his arms. Hopelessly trapped, Brian threw back his head and screamed as loud as he could.

“Heemmmmmfff!”

Just then the door opened. His captor had returned. Looking over his shoulder, Brian almost inhaled his gag when he saw what was in the man’s hands. A blue, 9inch dildo and a tube of anal lubrication.

“It’s amazing what some people keep buried in their sock drawer. Talk about a lucky find. Lets see, I’ll warm you up with this then when you’re nice and loose, I’ll plow that sweet, firm ass of yours hard. Sound good?”

Brian moaned and gave his wrists a hard yank as he watched the man squirt some lub in his hand and greased the dildo with it. Setting the tube down, his captor walked up behind him and poked his left butt cheek with the dildo.

“Now, lets get started, shall we?”

The End

Brian played by Cliff

Date of Production:  09/26/2009

Tags: underwear, story, chair tie, cleave gag socks, gagging

Shutting Him Up

20 photos; 5:22 video

Model: Adam

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 01/18/2019

Tags: gagging, hand gag, cleave gag, tape gag, grope, chair tie, blind fold, twink, dominated, bad guy, hopping

Hung Over by JMZ

30 photos; 7:26 video

He was such a freeloader. He never paid his way and more than once I had to cover his rent. This was getting really old and I needed to let him know that he would have clean up his act or he would have to move out. I figured I would talk to him after work; he was an adult he would understand.

I sat at my desk and waited for the day to end. It had been a long day, and boss rode me about everything. I just wanted to get home throw on some shorts and have an ice cold beer. I even thought of holding off on my talk with Chris, I didn’t need any added stress to this already crappy day. I couldn’t wait for five o’clock to come; I envisioned the couch and the remote. I could taste the beer in my mouth already. The cold suds sliding down my throat making my whole day disappear.

I walked into the house and made my way to my bedroom. I peeled off my suit and socks and walked to the fridge. My eyes glazed over in anger. I could feel a sudden rush of blood to my head. The six pack I had bought the night before was gone. There was only one suspect, and I flew into a rage. I slammed the refrigerator door and made my way to Chris’ room.

There he was passed out on his bed, the last of my beer resting next to him. He never even asked or offered to help pay for them. I went for his wallet and as usual it was empty, I wasn’t going to let this one slide. I went to the kitchen to grab a glass of water to throw on his freeloading ass, but as I passed the utility closet a new idea hit me. I was going to make him pay for those beers one way or another.

I took the rope and headed for him. I pulled off his smelly wife beater and began to use every knot I learned in boy scouts to bind his arms and wrists. I made my way down exposed him. I pulled off his shorts and underwear and began wrapping rope tightly around his balls and thighs. The muscles in his legs tensed and I tied the final knots. I ended with his ankle and feet in strict hogtie. He wasn’t going anywhere.

I looked around his room for something to gag him with, and just as I thought the perverted fuck had a leather gag in his night stand. I always knew he was the kinky type; he had that certain look to him. I placed it in his mouth and secured it behind his head. His eyes began to open slowly exposing his blood shot eyes. He looked around and finally realized his situation. He began to thrash vigorously. He screamed through his sealed lips and gave me a fierce look of anger. “Chris I see you helped yourself to my beer again”, I said. “MMMMMPPPPPPHHHHHH”, he said. “You have been taking advantage of me for way too long”, I said. “MMMMPPPPPHHHH”, he said. This was going well. “This is it, from here on end you will have to start taking responsibility, and paying me on time for bills, including your share of the grocery bill”, I said “MMMMPPPHHH”, he said. He thrashed and whimpered sadly. “Also, you owe me for those beers and I expect payment by tonight. Just to make sure I get my money I’m going to take a bit of insurance”, I said. “MMMPPPPHHH”, he said. I took my cell and

began shooting pictures of him. “You have until eight o’clock”, I said. “MMMPPPH”, he said.

At the end of the month he had his full rent and paid his share of the food bill. I sent the pictures out to all our friends anyways, just for kicks He’s looking for a new apartment to move into by the end of the month.

The End

Chris played by Taylor

Photography by Caitiff

See More of Taylor Here

Date of Production: 09/26/2009

Tags: story, nude, nudity, bare foot, frog tie, plug gag, muscle, grope

Laying it On Thick

30 photos; 6:57 video

Model: Patrick aka Tynan Fox

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 04/29/2026

Tags: twink, bare foot, hog tie, gagging, hand gag, stuff gag, cleave gag, tape gag, OTM gag, dominated, bad guy, plot

Vacqueiro

10 photos; 6:33 video

Model: Kernif

Photography by Marco Grieco

See More of Kernif Here

Date of Production: 04/09/2023

Tags:: cowboy, otm gag, outdoors, hands above head

Tape Slut

40 photos; 4:18 video

Gagged Guy played by Alec

Bad Guy Played by Dalton

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 04/18/2026

Tags: bear, gagging, blindfold, bad guy, hand gag, tape gag, hog tie, socks

Body Guards 2: Demand

11 photos; 6:32 video

Continued from Part 1

Apologies for the low quality. This is an old set and it took some work to get back

And no the DVD is not available.

Reminder this is a fantasy story and does not represent reality nor advocate/condone violence or illegal activity.

Bodyguard 1 played by Troy

Bodyguard 2 played by Rod

The Rich Kid played by Patrick aka Tynan Fox

Date of Production: 01/08/2004

Tags: grabbed, double, suit, plot, tape gag

Snatched Off the Street

19 photos; 5:57 video

Grabbed Business Man played by Ryan Rockford

Bad Guy played by Rod

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 07/01/2009

Tags: grabbed, nabbed, tape gag, gagging, bad guy, plot, suit

Body Guards pt 1: Grabbed

11 photos; 5:07 video

Apologies for the low quality. This is an old set and it took some work to get back

And no the DVD is not available.

Bodyguard 1 played by Troy

Bodyguard 2 played by Rod

The Rich Kid played by Patrick aka Tynan Fox

Date of Production: 01/08/2004

Tags: grabbed, double, suit, plot, tape gag

Seconds to Go

29 photos; 7:29 video

Bound Guy played by Jace

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 02/16/2009

Tags: muscle, hands behind back, tape gag, socks, plot

Layers

20 photos; 6:20 video

Gagged bear played by Dean

Photography by Caitiff

Date of production: 09/16/2019

tags: bear, shirtless, tattoos, gagging, hand gag, stuff gag, cleave gag, tape gag, chair tie, bad guy, grope