What the Flog?? by Kurt

33 photos

Charlie had been worried about his best friend Matt lately. He'd been acting odd...looking at him strangely, saying weird things. If they were stoned, that was one thing, but this was happening all the time, even when they were straight. Now, Matt had called Charlie's cell and told him to come over and meet him in the basement. Charlie, being a professional slacker, had nothing better to do, so he headed over. He had free entry to Matt's place, so he walked in and went downstairs, expecting to see his friend and maybe smoke a joint or two.

"Matt! You down here?" he called, as he walked across the dank basement floor.

Out of nowhere, Charlie was tackled, and a hand clamped over his mouth and nose. He went down, and the hand pressed down relentlessly onto his face. He started to get woozy, struggling for breath and before he knew it there were stars in front of his eyes.

Charlie didn't know how long he was out, but he finally came around and felt cool air on his body. He opened his eyes, and saw that he was facing the wall. He tried to move, but his arms were stretched out and tied tightly to a pipe that ran along the wall. A thick cloth gag was tied into his mouth. Before he could process what had happened, he heard a swishing noise and then felt an incredible biting pain on his back.

"UNNNNGGGHHHUUMMMMPPPPHHHH!!" was his response.

"You're supposed to say, 'May I have another, Sir?'" It was Matt!

Charlie began grunting wildly through his gag. What the hell was going on? Then, SWACK! A leather strap bit into his exposed bubble butt.

"YOWWWWMMMMPPPPPPPHHHHHHHH!!" Charlie screamed. Had Matt lost his mind completely??

The XXXX continued relentlessly. Charlie writhed in his bondage, helpless to avoid the stinging swats on his back and ass. He'd seen a few porn movies with guys getting whipped, sometimes by chicks, sometimes by other dudes, and though it was kind of hot, could never understand how people could be turned on by submitting to pain like that. But now, incredibly, as his buddy flogged him unmercifully, he was surprised to feel a hot stirring in his loins, his cock twitching and thickening despite himself.

Like that, buddy?" Matt taunted, as the belt cracked across Charlie's reddened ass. Charlie simply moaned into his gag....not sure whether to answer Yes or No....this was so bizarre. But he squeezed his eyes shut and took the unfair beating like a man....while visions of Matt tied to a cross naked flashed in his mind.....

The End?

 

Charlie played by Hector

Matt played by Hal

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 11/06/2006

The Start of a Beautiful Relationship by Fidelis

25 photos; 3:11 video

I peered through the window. The coast was clear! There was no car in the driveway next door, which meant that it was safe for me to venture outside. My new neighbour was making my life miserable. He was always asking me over to watch a movie or to have a beer. I declined, repeatedly, but Ted just couldn’t take a hint. He was starting to creep me out – he stared at me as if I was a big slab of beef and he was a man who hadn’t had a meal in a week. Lately, I was sure that he was spying on me with his binoculars. He claimed to be watching birds, but I had my doubts. I couldn’t go into my garden without him popping out two minutes later and trying to chat me up over the hedge. It seemed today that I was going to be spared having to deal with him. It was a beautiful, sunny day – I could sit in the garden and relax without fear of interruption.

I was lying on my lounge chair, half-aXXXX. The sun was shining, the little birds were singing, and most importantly of all, there was no Ted peeking over the hedge, stripping me naked with his eyes. I dozed, listening to the sound of the squirrels playing in the trees and the hedge. I was thinking that the little buggers were being unusually active when my reverie was abruptly shattered. I didn’t have time to react as I was dragged from my chair and thrown down on my stomach. My hands were dragged behind me as I was pinned down. I tried to struggle, but the heavy weight resting on my back kept me helpless. Before I realized what was happening, my hands were firmly secured behind me. As I tried to comprehend what was happening to me, I saw a pair of big, beefy hands in front of me – hands that were holding a roll of silver duct tape! I opened my mouth to yell for help, but before I could utter a sound a wide strip of tape had been slapped over my mouth, followed by a second and third strip. I could barely hear myself mumble through the gag as I was pulled to my feet. To my XXXX, I saw that I had been trussed and gagged by Ted! Ted, who wasn’t supposed to be home. I attempted to make a break, sprinting for the garden gate, but Ted had other plans for me. He stuck out a foot and I tripped, lying sprawled on the lawn. As I lay there gasping, Ted fastened some rope around my neck. He jerked on it, yanking hard on the rope and moving away at the same time. I was dragged to my feet and XXXX to follow Ted, like a dog on a leash. He turned his head and I saw the look in his eyes. I knew that look – pure, unadulterated lust shone like a beacon from Ted’s beady little eyes.

 

You wanted to play hard to get, so I decided to play hard myself, you snotty bastard. It’s more fun this way, in any case. Now get moving – you know what will happen if you try to get away!"

A tug on the rope convinced me that it would be wise to go with Ted. The rope around my neck was already uncomfortably tight – if I struggled I would end up choking. Ted pulled me through the hedge; he had obviously been planning this for some time, since he had cut a big hole in his side of the hedge, leaving just a few inches of vegetation on my side, which had screened the gap. Once we were through the hedge, he dragged me inside his house. He XXXX me to my knees.

"You sure are a cute young thing. You know it too, don’t you? You’re always flaunting yourself in front of me, coming out of the house the instant that I do, and then acting so standoffish! You’re a big cock tease, aren’t you?"

"GGGGMMMNOOOOOOO! MMUAREMCRAZY! GGMLEEMEEGOO!"

"You’re not going anywhere, pretty boy. Not until I’m good and ready to let you go, and that might not be for a long time."

I XXXXd as Ted pulled me to my feet. He tied the rope around my neck to a hook on the back of a door. I observed that I was tied to the door leading into the bathroom.

"Time for me got rid of a load – at least one type of load!"

I watched in disgusted XXXX as he shed his jeans and sat down on the toilet. I shut my eyes but I couldn't close my ears. I was XXXX to listen to the gross splashing and plopping sounds.

"Ah, there’s nothing like a good cleansing of the system to put one in the mood for love. You look a bit uncomfortable hanging around like that, Gary. You can watch me take a bath! I’ve got to be nice and clean for you. Don’t you think that’s a good idea?"

I sagged with relief as Ted undid the rope around my neck. I slumped to the floor, lying in a corner of the bathroom. Now that my neck was free I had a chance of escape. Ted must have been reading my mind.

" "I have to make sure that you stick around for the party. I wouldn’t want you to be sneaking away while I was relaxing in the tub. That would be a real drag. I’m really looking forward to our day together."

I whimpered in frustration as Ted tied my ankles. My whimpers turned to groans as he wrapped some rope around my knees, and then attached some more rope to those binding, tying it around my neck. I was in a worse position than I had been before.

"There, that should keep you nice and safe and sound. It would be terrible if something happened to you before we get to know each other better. Did I mention how much I’m forward to spending time with you?"

Ted started to strip. Hmm, he had quite a nice chest, I had to admit. Then he dropped his jeans. His legs weren’t that bad either. It was when he stripped off his boxers that my heart fell. Jesus, Mary and Joseph, I thought. That thing CAN’T be real! My eyes nearly popped out of my head in XXXX as I saw what was hanging between his legs. As he started stroking it and it started to grow, I screamed through my gag. Even though I was trussed up like a pig going to market, I started to fight against my ropes. If he used that…that…thing on me, I would be maimed! Crippled for life!

"Now don’t you fuss, Gary. I’m going to have a nice relaxing soak, and then we’ll have some fun. You just lie there and gather your strength, because you’re going to need it, I can assure you. It’s been a long time since I’ve had any loving, so I’ve got lots of tension to release. "

Ted hopped into the tub and started running the water. He was humming happily, undoubtedly looking forward to relieving his ‘stress’. I on the other hand, was getting completely stressed out. I felt like a Vestal virgin waiting for Attila the Hun and his hordes to come visiting. While Ted was splashing away, adding bubble bath to the steaming water, and singing in a rather pleasant baritone, I was making frantic efforts to escape. I did everything I could to free myself, but Ted was an accomplished roper. All I managed to do was to half XXXX myself to XXXX. Nothing that I did loosened the ropes that held me immobile. I was lying on my side, panting and sweaty, when Ted finally stood up in the bathtub. The foam that clung to his body did nothing to hide the package that he was carrying between his legs. He must have been having some fun with himself while he bathed, since it was standing at full mast. I gulped. Babe Ruth could have used that thing to hit a home run. He hopped out of the tub, beaming.

"Oh, Gary, we are going to have a wonderful time together. I just know that you and I are going to be great friends. I think that is going to be the beginning of a beautiful relationship."

 

The End

 

Gary played by Aaron

 

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 09/29/2005

Hog Tied Dante

22 photos; 5:19 video

Model: Dante
Photography: Caitiff

Date of Production: 08/07/2016

Day Dreaming

25 photos; 2:50 video

Model: Mike

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 02/13/2007

Bad Dreams by Caitiff

33 photos; 7:04 video

It had been a hard night for Jimmy. The bar crowd had been especially rowdy. As a

bouncer, Jimmy had had to throw out at least ten people. He was glad ot be home.

Jimmy was so tired he simply stripped off his sweaty jeans and plopped into bed. Soon

snores could be heard.

 

Deep asleep, Jimmy had dreams about someone coming into his bed room. In his

dreams he could feel hands touching his bare ass and back and moving up to his head

where a leathery hand grasped Jimmy’s mouth tightly.

 

Jimmy’s eyes popped open. It was no dream. A masked man was standing over him

and a gloved hand gagged Jimmy, keeping him silent.

 

“Mmmmmppphh!?”

 

“You should have locked your door, big guy. Who knows what weirdoes might come

right in.”

 

“Mmm!”, Jimmy grunted but didn’t move, aware that the man had him dead to rights.

 

“Ok you’re going to do just what I say, aren’t you?”

 

“Mmmm.” Jimmy nodded. He didn't’ have much to steal so if he just co-operated he

could get out of this.

 

The man tossed Jimmy a roll of tape. “Gag yourself, stud.”

 

Jimmy complied. He hardly wanted to be tied up, especially when he was still half

naked. But what choice did he have?

 

Soon Jimmy’s mouth was gagged with tape. He was then commanded to roll over

where his hands were bound followed by his feet. Soon Dean was helplessly bound and

gagged, unable to do more then wiggle and grunt softly. Worse, despite his situation,

the friction with the bed spread was making his dick hard. He hoped the burglar didn’t

notice, that he just took the crap Jimmy had in his apartment and left.

 

The burglar did notice. He didn't just notice Jimmy’s raging erection, the man grabbed it

and began to stroke.

 

“MMmmmmpphhaammmm?!”, Jimmy moaned in protest. What the hell. Why was

another guy grabbing his junk like that? The man had Jimmy tied up and gagged. Why

wasn’t he stealing Jimmy’s stuff and leaving?

 

The man laughed as he noticed Jimmy’s discomfort but obvious horniness.

“You shouldn't’ have let me tie you up so easily.”

 “Now I have you where I want you and there’s

nothing you can do about it. I’ve been waiting for this for so long.”

 

“Mmmm?”

 

“You shouldn't’ have thrown me out that one night. Think you were so big and tough.

Well now you’re the one who’s screwed.” The man continued to stroke Jimmy’s dick,

making it hard for Jimmy to pay attention to what he was hearing. Though what he was

hearing, he didn’t like.

 

“Yeah, time for you to be brought down a peg or three. But it seems you kind of like this.

So I guess we’ll start here. Tell you what, if you an hold out from coming, I’ll just leave

you tied up. But if you get off then I get to take you with me to do with as I please.”

Jimmy’s dick was now throbbing. Jimmy hadn’t been laid in months and the pressure

was building. Jimmy knew it was only a matter of time before he relented.

 

The End

 

Jimmy played by Dean

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:02/02/2012

The Scandal by Zac

23 photos; 6:09 video

Brad completed his work for the weekend and was happy to finally have some fun to himself after such a long week catching up projects and reports for next week's meetings. He was tired and wanted to chill out a while and just relax. He dozed off a couple hours then heard the doorbell ring. Half awake, he went to greet whoever was visiting up front. Then he found no one there and heard another ring from the back door. Oh it must be David from the office. They were good friends who often hanged out.

When Brad opened the door he was surprised to see Bill his boss? "Hey Bill, how's you? Are you having a great day?" "It's not too good Brad, see we are being audited next week, and I need to make sure you were well prepared." Brad was surprised and allowed him inside. "Prepared for the big leagues? What they up to now?" "They're here from the city to see how efficient we are, and since you have the most accurate data, I knew we needed to go over the results one more time."

They went over the data and found a major error that could cost the company millions. They were speechless and scrambled to find out what went wrong. Apparently a large sum of money was never deposited, and the books showed more profit than there actually was. If they didn't fix the accounting glitch, the company would go under. Then Brad's eyes popped when his boss grabbed him. His trusted boss was XXXX him to his knees. Brad slowly fell to the floor and watched the body language of his boss as he explained to him that it was he that embezzled the money and wanted to collect the evidence from Brad of the data that pointed out the error. All he had to do was modify the sales by a simple percentage and the books would balance as it should keeping the stock growth at a constant growth.

"What do you want with me Bill? Please I'll forget all of this and you just leave me alone." Bill glanced down with an evil stare. "I'm afraid I have to fire you. Thank you for serving the company. I'll truss you up so tight, you will never get out, and it'll look like robbers did this to you." There wasn't much Brad could do but comply as his hands were lashed up first and he pulled them around his thighs and around his torso. Then lead by lead, his muscular upper body was lashed up tight around his lower and upper chest, and he pulled back tightly from behind, squeezing the tight red ropes into his tensed up hard flesh around the arms and pecs before tying everything behind him on his back. Then the legs were tied into a diamond shape to prevent walking of any kind. Brad found himself in one tight knot!

Brad struggled and rolled around the thin carpeted floor. Each thrust was digging the tense ropes deeper into his muscles making his skin rash bright red as it grinded against the hard unforgiving floor. Brad was a well built guy and had a lot of heavy muscle weight now tightly pinched into a ball therefore making it nearly impossible to resist his bonds if he had any chance of escape. "Now you sit there really tight, and if you're lucky, someone will find you and cut you loose hehehe!" "You never get awammmppPPHHH!!! MMmmPPHH!!" Bill taped him up good with thick silver tape and pulled his hair up and said "you better pray you're found, you're gonna be tied up like this a VERY LONG TIME!" "Mmmmppppnnnoooophh!" Brad cried out but no use. He watched Bill trash the place and took a few items to make it look like a burglary. He then cut the power & phone line and left him in the dark house alone. He lay there scared of how to free himself yet felt instantly hard hogtied on the floor with his groin ramming into the carpet with each hard thrust of his tightly lashed up body! "MmmMMMpppHHH! Mmmpphhh!! MMPPPHH!!!" This wasn't going to be a relaxing weekend after all! Damn!!

 

Brad played by Cliff

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:11/02/2012

Wrapped In Rope

36 photos; 5:14 video

Model: Derek

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 02/15/2013

Beefy Daddy First Bondage Lesson

17 photos

At IML 2016 Daddy Beefy got to have his first taste of a fun bondage scene

Taken 5/28/2016

Model: Daddy Beefy

Bondage Artist: Slade

Photos Taken by: Slade

Stephen Webster & The Spider of Fire! by Zac

45 photos; 4:54 video

It was a dark chilly Halloween night very cold and spooky... Stephen Webster was wantin' to party hard for it was also his birthday this night, the inner "scorpy" from deep within wanted something bold and intense to do. After class at the Caitiff School of Ropecraft & Mmmphery he checked out the campus Halloween party; it was pretty lame and was sad they didn't celebrate his special night with more tricks and treats but the other students were really cute, and he chased after the preppy boys hard from the House of Ticklelyn. Awww they were so cute! I just wish we had more preps in Gaggendore! We have so many (but adorable and sweet) pizzys or shaggy folk with long like hair.

Stephen Webster was sorted into Gaggendore for his brave character and love for gags. Gags were just so grand and bold to him. The Gaggendores loved their gags and they had all kinds! His personal favorite was the cleave and tape gags but the best one he loved to try out someday was to take a pizzy and stuff him with a sock then tie a bandanna around so tight and tape up his lips with heavy duty gorilla tape over his talky mouth! With long pizzy hair it's hard to wrap tape around the head so it had to be extra strong, just what the Scorpio liked hehehe... Of course his little brother fit this picture perfectly and was also a Libra, meaning he wouldn't shut up when gagged lol! Professor Caitiff awarded him an A for presenting this cutting edge gagging method for his midterm exams; it was nice having his little brother to play on since they both are in the same house!

Then there were the Ticklelyns with their crave for tickles, and they love to trick the school with their one of a kind pranks. They were often quite bold yet quiet but when they grasp you with their hands they are on fire all over your body, tryin' to get you to break in their intense tickle torture hahaha! Ticklelyn had a water element associated with it but the sorting isn't based on sun sign astrology as it takes your whole character into account. Stephen was inventive and had a fiery mind so he was placed in Gaggendore instead of Tickleyn. He often would handgag them in the halls around Caitiff's castle loving the spookiness Halloween brought him to give Stephen the edge in surprise and capture hehe...

Then there were the Nippleclaws and their kinky scare tatics and airy ways to get people to talk when tied up! They were like kinky and horny mad scientists always thinking up new ways to tease someone. Their favorite is pinching the nipples hard and watching their guest scream out loud. The feeling really got a tied up dude squirming with all the attention. They loved attention and often try new ways to torture people to give the bondage ministry fresh new ways to enjoy the activity. Of course they would never go too far and hurt someone only spice things up a bit hehe... Stephen loved to play and talk with them they were quite flirty and did he already say cute? lol

Lastly there are the Hufflemmphs! The down to earth types that invented the hogtie! They loved their sense of immobility and love the fact that all the strength in the world is useless once your tied up! They prove that with the hogtie and they keep getting tighter and better! They recently grabbed a poor Gaggendore pizzy and encircled ropes around his beefy chest and pulled his arms tightly behind his back at the elbows and wrists followed with ropes around the knees and ankles and tied him in one sweet tight little package that's ready for opening hehehe... they loved nudeness too and would often strip or cut away whatever their guests are wearing to expose the virginity of their helpless flesh as he squirmed for mercy. Hogties became famous for getting the little dudes firmly hard when guys struggle on the floor on their bellies! Oh Stephen loved to see his little brother like that now and then so he would often hit them to take him on occasion lol!

After the party Stephen took a walk in the forbidden woods just off campus and took in the night. It was very pretty and the full moon was rising bringing lightness to the dark world. There were creepy noises all around him... the sXXXX of a twig the crack of an screechy owl and even the illusion that he is being watched from all angles as these woods were so alive with spooky creatures on an unimaginable scale. Stephen sat down and thought about stroking his little dude to give him a special treat! Then all of a sudden a ghosted hood came charging at him and WHAM!! All lights went out in an instant when Stephen was XXXX on the ground for the little creatures to play on him hehe...

Stephen awoke in a dark creepy and cold place and when he tried to wipe his head he couldn't! His hands were stuck to a rickety chair that squeeked. He was bound hands to the sides and his chest was also firmly held in place to the back of the chair along with his feet. There was nothing the man could do but squirm. However he wasn't gagged so he screamed for help!

"HEELP! HEEEEELLLPP!! ANYONE PLEASE HELLP!" No one came but something else did! Something he would never expect... Above his head he heard crawling creatures inside a crack in the wall and one poked out; it was a bright orange spider about 2 inches wide! Then another one came out it was green! And another purple one oh my! This was getting creepy! Then a big juicy black spider came out last and starred at Stephen while he struggled. It seemed to like what he was doing and decided to string his web closer to him, Stephen's eyes open so wide as the group strung up by him, now sitting on his shoulders...

"HEEEELLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPP!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKEKKKKKKK!!" Stephen screamed to the top of his lungs the creepy crawlies were so quiet and creepy! They began crawling on his bound body spitting out web all over him front and back, then more friends came and tortured Stephen with their webs. By an hour later Stephen was XXXX in fright as it must have been 100 tingly creepy spiders crawling on him from deep inside the walls, and there were nothing he could do but watch (and let) them prey on him with their webby bondage schemes...

"Somebody please, Helllppmmmmmph! Yuuckk!!" A spider crept into him mouth and gagged him with eewwies eeeeeekkKK! Another one began tickling at his ear and tormented his eye lashes; he couldn't take this anymore! Then the dark masked hooded man came out of the darkness... "At least I'm saved! Please help me get me outta here!" But the man just stood there and watched him squirm and tried not to laugh too, it was totally unexpected to find your prisoner infested by bondage spideys! "Awww that is soo cool yet cute!" the voice said. He recognized his brother it was Zac pizzy!

"bro get me outta here please you gotta get these creepy things off me!!" Zac laughed and starred right back... "Ah you haven't seen nothing yet! Now time to properly shut you up!" Stephen's eyes watched in XXXX when Zac ripped a thick strip of black duct tape and encircled his preppy older brother around his head effectively mmphing him up! The spiders liked the little mmphing sounds and became more attracted to him as they continued webbing him up to prepare him for their queen! "Have fun bro let me be the first to wish you Happy Birthday! Later!! Enjoy your special tricks... and treats!"

"MMMPPPPPPHHHHHH!! MPPmmmpppphhhmmmmmm!" Stephen couldn't bear watching his loving little brother leave him alone with the creepy crawlies. If I only get out of this alive he sure is going to get it! Then he heard something dark and spooky above him; he was afraid to look up... It sounded big and really creepy as it crept down towards him; what was it? Oh no he didn't say? Did he say queen? OH MY GOD!!

"MMMMPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHMMMMPHPHHHHHH!!!!" Stephen Webster watched in XXXX as this big fat juicy black widow came down towards him it must have been 2 feet wide YIKES!! It had big firm dark tingly legs that itched towards him and Stephen trashed around all he could to get it away from her but those spideys have him firmly in their grip now as the queen lowered herself into her new captive ready to do her worst!

Stephen feared the worst as the spider began GROWLING!! It growled in a dark sinister way and tormented his will with every step she took on his shoulder and chest, and LOOK HOW BIG THOSE EYES ARE!!! AND SO MANY!!! The spider was heavy and strong and pressed firmly into his flesh with every step to give her presence. The queen was one big mother fucking spider! EEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeekkk!!

"MAHAHAHAHAHRRRRRRRRRHEHMAHAHAHMAAMAMAMHAHAAHARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR" The queen sounded like the devil himself and firmly grasped a hold of him around his head hugging his gag and cheek bones tightly then teased at his neck with her big sharp fangs that breathed fire like a dragon! Oh no this is the end I'm at the mercy of a mutant giant vampress BLACK WIDOW!! Just when she was about to take the kill she then moved on his chest and jumped up above him to the pipes over his head and hung there above him tormenting Stephen Webster as he starred up and watched for when the spider will come back for the kill? It pounced on him and growled and Stephen closed his eyes and couldn't even watch. He took a big blow to the head again and XXXX in total fright! He later awoke a few hours later on his bed still XXXX of the nightmare in the basement with all the creepy crawlies and their menacing queen mother that growled!

He jumped up and shaked his body hoping no spideys would be there thank goodness they were all gone! But there was a note with his name printed on his dresser... Stephen, I hope the spiders didn't cause you too much trouble they only wanted to play with you and wish you a Happy Birthday! I thought that's what you wanted, the spookiest party ever! I know what you said last night! -Love Zac"

"That's IT! The pizzy is sure gonna get it now! How dare he let me fall prey to tormenting menacing spiders, I will never forget THIS!!"

 

Stephen Webster played by Stefano

Photography by Zac

 

Date of Production:10/21/2011

One Bad Mistake by Kirk

28 photos; 3:16 video

Roger stopped his struggle for a minute catch his breath. “How could I be so fuckin stupid,” the twenty- six year old asked himself. “I’ll break if they ‘skin me alive!’” Roger kept talking to himself in his head as his wrists burned in the tight ropes. “I can take torture, but if I break, then I will not stand a chance!” Roger got back to work on the ropes. There was not much time.

 

He had worked for the XXXX Enforcement Agency for several years now. He loved his undercover assignment: living on the edge. The pure rush – higher than a XXXX high. He loved pushing himself to the limits. He worked out and kept his body perfectly toned. He would push to the limit in everything he did --- pushup, squats, weights, ropes. Yes ropes. He was into tie up – not sex stuff nor bdsm, tie up. Like being roped up like some animal in a tight hogtie, arms pulled to their breaking point, rope biting into his muscular mass, hamstrings cramped from their XXXX position… he would work the ropes for a day if he had to. He always got free. Since he was a kid.

 

He loved living on the edge. A street wise Harlem kid, Roger had come through the ranks. At 16 he had joined a gang of Latinos….. Very tough kids. His initiation: he was strung up, striped to the waist, in the apartment of an abandoned building. They had crossed his wrists and hung him to the ceiling. His elbows were pulled together behind his head and tied. His legs were bent at the knees, and his ankles tied to his thighs. The gang members tormented him all afternoon. He was gut punched, blindfolded, and slapped as he hung off the ground in misery.. He always remembered how his shoulder blades and pits burned from his weight as he hung --- swinging. Finally they left him. He hung there, blindfolded, gagged, and sweating with fear as he heard the rats scurry under him. They next day he was cut down and became a gang member. It took him several days to walk without massive pain in his legs.

 

He came back to the present. How did they find out he was DEA undercover? He had worked for months to infiltrate the Jamaican XXXX traffic into Manhattan. He got in deep, and was at the distribution point: on old warehouse on the river in Scranton, Pennsylvania. He was going to take a shipment to NYC. He did not like the idea of a “wire,” recording conversations. It did not communicate to the outside, just record. To dangerous with all the high tech stuff the XXXXgies used – they could pic up the transmission. They must have caught his partner that night and tortured him for information.

 

Roger’s partner was more than just an assignment partner. He was his work out buddy and tie up buddy. Built like a rock, the dude like to play “prisoner of war.” You know, take him, and rope him into a ball, his ankles behind his neck, his arms pinned together behind his back. Roger would break into a sweat making the ropes tight on him. There was no way out. He would stay like that for hours until Roger decided it was time to let him go. His endurance was infinite. “What could they have done to him,” Roger wondered as he felt the tightness of the ropes around his own biceps.

 

Roger had been accosted as soon as he entered the warehouse. He had been tied up, wrists and arms, and mouth taped. They kicked him a bit. But when one punched him in his balls, they felt something. The found the wire… pulled up his shirt and saw it taped to his chest. Discovering it only to be a recording device, they left it there. They check his ropes and left to get their leader. Roger worked on the ropes. He knew what it was like to be tied up and he knew how to work with it. He liked the feel--- the rope biting into his biceps as he struggled.

 

He was used to tough spots. He had joined the army at 19, a tough muscular dude. After basic training, he went for ‘special ops.” He began to remember his SERT training: he was captured as a POW. He could have stopped the training, but he had told them, “…make it real…. Give me the full treatment!” They had roped his arms behind his back, elbows toughing, with a tight hemp rope. The sleeves on his camo shirt were rolled up to his shoulders, so the rope cut into his flesh. His arms were then lashed at his elbows and wrists to his back. Ropes were passed around each of his biceps and he was hoisted up until he was standing on his tip toes. If he lowered his feet, his arms would burn. He could stop it at any time. His captors played cards for hours as they watched Roger sweat in his bounds- resting his feet, and then raising them to his toes. He gave up in 5 hours, almost a record. They were amazed at the rope burn on his arms. Roger took it as the Medal of Honor.

 

He came back to the present--- it had happened so fast. He had no choice but to let these Jamaicans bind and gag him. They would hurt him in an instant. When his was roped, they beat him and threatened him. “Who else…” He would not talk. They had left him for a while and he struggled, but could not break free. Finally, when they hit the recorder near his balls, they pulled up his shirt, and found the wire. Ripping it from his skin, and crushing it, they manhandled Roger and roped him securely to a metal pole. He was tortured yet his was able to take their abuse. Finally, the boss spoke: “Skin him alive! That will make him talk!” They left him to get their edges. Roger felt terror in the pit of his belly. Strung up and skinned like some fuckin deer.

 

It was then that Roger knew this was it. He would break if they skinned him and tell them the names and descriptions of all other agents. He knew he did not have much time. Flexing his muscles he got the ropes off his chest. He took the pain as the ropes sawed into his wrists, but he finally got them free. He began to escape from the basement. After a few hours he was back at the federal building in Scranton. He explained to his superiors what happened. They were relieved that Roger was ok. His partner too had survived the torture. When they went to the warehouse all were gone. Roger knew there would be another day.

 

He decided he needed so more training. He called his partner who came by with a coil of quarter inch hemp rope. Soon the ropes were biting once again into Roger’s skin as he hung from the ceiling, his partner holding a edge to his chest, and then……..

The End

 

Roger played by Clark

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:05/21/2006

Between Friends by Zac

28 photos; 2:42 video

Zac XXXX on the door fiercely. He was eager to see his crazy

friend Rawy after leaving him tied up all night at the hotel with a

dirty sock stuffed in his mouth eewww!!! The boy almost gagged

just thinking of it. And they left him mmphed up until the room

service found Zac tightly spread eagled on the bed bare and

hadda cut him out; it was soo embarrassing!

 

Rawy is Zac's roommate and friend from school. The two often tie

each other up for fun and terrorize one another silly. Usually Rawy

gets tied up with Zac being slightly muscular and stronger, but

Rawy has interesting moves that catch Zac by surprise and takes

him off guard, and before you know it, the boy is on the floor

tightly hogtied and squirming mad before he knows it! Rawy

always thought Zac was pretty and the perfect man to hemp up

now and then when he least expects an attack hehe!!

 

Rawy opens up and isn't surprised who it was. "Hey bro, have a

nice night dreaming of me all over you haha? I was quick and

firm!" Rawy said all pride headed. "Why you leave me? That

wasn't right! Some crazy person might find me vulnerable, or

worse, what if no one showed? Zac was frantic. "Chill bro, you're

too hyper again! I wouldn't have forgotten you, just teach you a

lesson."

 

"What lesson?" Zac blunted out, "Mmmphh!?!" Rawy grasped

Zac's soft baby face tight... "This lesson! Sweet boy, you have

much to learn. First not to interrupt me when I'm talking. We'll fix

that quickly hehe..." Zac yelped "UMPHHG!!" He didn't get much

out before Rawy silenced him yet again with his ninja hands and

threw Zac against the wall. Before Zac could resist, his wrists

were all ready lashied up in a big tight knot behind his back. "Hey,

Rawy, let me go! Stop!! What the hell? mmmMMPPHHHhhh!!!"

Zac was helpless before he could even mumble an objection.

Great, I'm being XXXX by Rawys! They're everywhere it

seems, and Rawy had him tightly in his grip and began hogtying

the boy around his wrists & ankles until Zac was twisted into a live

Capital L! He couldn't bend his back tied up so hard; his firm

chest stuck out trying to pull the arms back but he wasn't moving

anywhere fast. Rawy finished him off with three sticky pieces of

silver tape! Zac didn't wanna believe it but he was at the mercy of

Kung Fu Rawy yet again!!

 

Rawy XXXX Zac on his knees and threw him off balance on the

floor. "Mmmpphhhh! Mmmpphh!!

mmmmmmmmmmmpppppphhh!!!" Zac wasn't happy and

wrestled his bound torso around like a snake after his ankles got

the special rope treatment and were tightly lashed and secured to

Zac's butt, which was spanked! "MMMMPPPHH!! MMMPPPHH!!!"

Zac was one HOT sweaty boy tightly wound up into a ball ready

for tickles & pinchies! He was the perfect man happily accepting

whatever affection and tough love that came his way. For a sweet

awnry boy he sure was enjoying this? Zac's clothes were full of

sweat while his muscled body suffered many rope burns. His face

turned bright blussy red!

 

Rawy brushed the boy's wet curly hair to the side and kept him

quiet with yet another random dirty sock, uugghh!! Then he got a

smelly bare foot in his face on top of that! Eeewww!!! Rawy

gagged him with it for a long ass time!

 

"Mmmmpphhmmmppphh!!!!" Rawy whispered in Zac's ear, "shut

up you know you like this, and don't gripe you deserve this cuz

hot jocks like you were made to be tied up. I think I'll keep you like

this a very long time hehehe!" "uuuppphhmmmm!" Zac cried a

little but knew it was true. "Maybe if you're good, I'll ship you off to

you're brother Stephen tied up like this and keep you a while

hehehe!!! I know you can be a little indecisive; this way all tied up,

you don't have a worry in the world. We'll take good care of you."

Zac's eyes bulged open and fought the tight bonds around his

limbs which were digging deeper into him by the second.

 

"mmmpphhhhmmmm" It was no use. He might as well get used to

this; it looks like he'll be tied up a very long time?? All of a sudden

psycho kitty came out to play with him! REEOOWW!! The thing

pounced on him and scratchied his head! Rawy couldn't stop

laughing... "awww cute, the kitty wants to play with you too!"

"MMMPPPHHHHMmmmm!! Mmmpphhmmm!!" Zac couldn't stand

the cat scratching him but the kitty dug into him a couple more

times on his face and chest.

 

"MMMMMPPPPHHMMMmmmmmm!!!!" The torture was intense

and his worst fear came true but at the paws of a cat! hahaha but

he lay there mmphing quietly while the kitty purred against his

arm and swat his face with his tail. Zac looked away in disgust.

Rawy loved every moment of it and the cat didn't mind. He was

used to seeing hot pretty boys tied up on the floor and thinks

they're his new toys to play with - ones that come alive and make

mmphy sounds when touching them hehehe! A hogtied boy was

much more interesting than a stuffed mouse. Greaat, now I'm

dealing with Kung Fu Kitty! Zac couldn't believe his mind and tried

not to laugh. It's just way too silly!

 

Model: Zac

The Abuser: Rawy

Photography by Caitiff

 

 

Date of Production:11/10/2012

Bare All

29 photos; 4:27 video

Model: Ryan

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 06/22/2008

Underoos

29 photos; 6:46 video

Model Taylor

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production:11/26/2009

Servitude by Caitiff

32 photos; 4:17 video

It was getting late and James could barely keep his eyes open as he stared at the numbers on his screen. Mr. Oxford, his boss, had said he needed the new finance reports by Monday morning. James had no intention of working over the week end if he could help it.

“Ahh James. Good, you are still here.”, Mr. Oxford surprised James, breaking his concentration.

“Uhh yes Mr. Oxford. I should have those reports ready soon.”

“Excellent. But there is another matter that has come up. New product line we need to work on. “ Mr. Oxford pulled out a roll of what looked like tape. “I want you to try this product out and give feed back immediately.”

“Ok I can use it over the week end...”

“Actually I was thinking we could start right now. First we will try it on your mouth.”

.........

“So how does it feel?” Oxford asked James who now had tape wrapped tightly around his head.

“Mmmpphh!” Was all James could say through the tape gag. Did his boss really expect James to talk while he was gagged? In any event, James had tried the tape over his mouth and so now just wanted to end this silly game and finish his real work.

Unfortunately Mr. Oxford had more product to test. Unable to really protest with the gag tightly wrapped over his mouth, James soon found his self taped to his office chair. Silver duct tape was stretched over his arms and chest, his legs and lap.

 

“Yes that seems right on the money. Now James, please tell me in detail how that feels. Please include as many details as possible.”

What?! It felt like being gagged and tied up to a chair!

“Mmmpppphh! Mmmmppphhtttmmmm! Mmmmrrrmmmrrr?” James tried to explain, beg to be let go. But the tape was really strong. He could neither move nor talk.

“Uh huh. Yes..yes. Fascinating. As I thought.” Mr. Oxford commented, as if he could understand his employee’s unintelligible moaning. “Tell me more. Oh and struggle a bit more too. We must make sure the product is ready for market.”

 

“MMMMMM!? Mmmmrrrpphhtttmmmmm! “ What kind of market had involved guys bound and gagged with tape?

However James did comply with the struggling. Maybe if he could get free Mr. Oxford would stop with this crazy test. James twisted and turned his body but the tape held him captive.

“ I think this would better if I removed your shoes.”

How would that help?, James wondered as his boss slipped the penny loafers off of his feet. Mr. Oxford seemed to take an inordinately long time stroking his employee’s socked feet.

“Yes much better. Oh I didn’t say to stop struggling James!”

James renewed his efforts at getting loose even though he knew it was in vain.

“Mmmppphhh!!!!”, James moaned loudly in frustration.

Mr. Oxford however, seemed very happy by the fact that James remained bound and gagged. Taking even more tape, he bound the feet of his captive worker.

“Yes this is going nicely. You have done a great job here, James. A very good job indeed!”

James felt a surge of relief. Finally he would be out of this crazy bondage game. But it was not to be.

“I want you to continue to work on this over the week end. You will of course get over time.”

“MMmpphh!?”. Was he serious?

He was. Mr. Oxford finished off the tape, using it to blind fold James.

“ I will se you Monday morning. You can continue your assessment of the product. Oh don't forget those finance reports as well.” Have a good week end James.”

“Mmmnnoooo!” James moaned but he could tell he was already alone.

However he was not alone for long.

“Kewl!” James sheard Marly the Janitor exclaim, “Oxford’s left me another one for me!”

James did not like the way Marly said that one bit.

 

The End

 

James played by JMZ

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production:07/11/2009

Not Far Enough Caitiff

23 photos

It had been a productive day for John. He and his partner had held up that casino and sped off scott free.

Well, John had sped off scot free. John had left his partner Dan in the ditch when he had gotten out ot piss. John laughed to himself overtime he remembered the look on Dan’s face.

A few hours later and John was in a cheap hotel showering the grime of the road off. He now had a lot of money and no one ot share it with. He would get cleaned up and go out to pick up some chick.

Feeling presentable, John got out of the shower. He had his good clothes, the red silk shirt and leather pants, packed away. That would impress the ladies.

Unfortunately for John, he would never get a chance ot impress anyone. Dan had not been left as far behind as John had thought. In fact, he was right behind John as he stepped out clad only in a towel.

Dan didn't’ say anything. He didn't’ have too. The concealed item to John’s head said plenty. But Dan wasn’t here ot hurt John. Instead John found himself being tied up. His hands were bound behind his back with clothesline. His feet were also tied up nice and tight. Then to make sure that he didn't’ go anywhere, John was hog tied while he lay on the floor.

John was thinking of anything he could say to get himself out of this mess when that option was taken away. Tape was was wrapped around his head over and over.

“Mmmpphh!”

“All comfy now, asshole?”, Dan said when he had finished making his ex partner as helpless as he could. “You thought you had left me behind, didn't’ you? Too bad I got a ride from a trucker. You are so fucking predictable. I knew you would head this way and this was the only hotel in town. “

“Mmmpphhmmaaaa!”, John grumbled in protest as Dan gathered up the money and John’s clothes into a bag.

“I’ll be taking this. I earned the money plus your share. Asshole tax. And your clothes. Good luck chasing after me naked. “

“Mmmmmm!”, John fought the ropes for all the good it did. The ropes didn't’ budge.

“Oh and Good luck explaining how you got tied up and gagged naked on the floor since you can’t tell the cops what really happened. Hahahahaha!”

“Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmmppphh!”, John mumbled and struggled in his bondage as Dan left with everything John had.

The End

 

John played by Uriah

Dan played by Rawy

Photography by Sammy

 

Date of Production:11/14/2010

Take A Break

22 photos

Marcus saw somethign at his job he wasnt' supposed to

So he had to be takenb out for a while.

Marcus played by Himself
Bad Guy played by Donovan

Due to Technical difficulties there will be no video with this set.  Sorry.

Date of Production: 07/14/2016

Spanking It Part 2

24 photos; 6:03 video

victim played by Braxton
Bad Guy played by Donovan

DATE OF production: 06/10/2016

Tying a Twin by JMZ

30 photos; 4:10 video

 He was always better at everything than me grades, sports, even dating. I was just so tired of it. Our parents compared us in every aspect of our being. We are twins after all and comparison was inevitable. I just could not stand it anymore. I had my good points too, but compared to Robert I fell way below the bar.

I love my brother but I just can’t stand his complete arrogance. He is better than me at everything, which is why I saw red when I found out he had betrayed me beyond forgiveness. I had been in love with Melinda from my Literature class since the first day I saw her. I pined after her all semester but was way too shy to approach her. We had brief conversations regarding books and weekend plans, but I could never build up the courage to ask her out. Then I decided it was time to throw caution to the wind and ask her to the spring dance. I nervously approached her and stuttered out the question I had been waiting to ask her. I felt sweat trickle down my face when she said she had already accepted a date with my brother.

I walked home stunned and hurt. He knew how I felt about her. When I got home he was waiting with an apology and an explanation. I begrudgingly accepted his excuse about always liking her too, and how the question just came out. I once again fell below the bar.

The night of the dance I watched as he dressed in his suit and combed his hair. I sat watching with my heart in my throat, and then something snapped. I didn’t mean to do it but I had had enough. I tackled him the floor and we wrestled for a while as he screamed at me to stop. I dragged him into the family room by his legs and we continued our fight. As we huffed and panted rolling around the floor my hand reached back and found a length of rope from our Dads tool kit. I managed to wrap the rope around his wrists and tied them tightly. He struggled against me but I was fueled by adrenaline. I cinched the rope into tight knots, and then dragged him onto his feet. I pulled a roll of duct tape out and taped his big mouth shut. He screamed through the tape, and it was the first time in along time he had nothing to say.

I taped his eyes shut to keep the glares he shot at me from getting to me. He tried to get to his feet and tackle me but I quickly took control and tied his ankles tight with rope. He struggled and screamed through his gag. Then I panicked, what the hell was I doing? I lost my cool, and now I was going to have to let him go and explain and apologize. I took the tape off his eyes and listened as he screamed at me through the tape on his mouth. I knew this was going to be ugly. All of a sudden it became clear what I had to do.

I watched with a cautious eye as he struggled and moaned in the family room. I put on my best suit and combed my hair four times before I decided it was right. I grabbed the corsage from the fridge and went into the family room. He wiggled and jolted screaming through his gag when he saw what I was doing. I flipped him the bird and walked out to pick up Melinda.

A few hours into the dance my cell phone rang. All I heard was a muffled scream at the other end. It was the best night of my life.

The End

 

Model: Marco

Photography by: Caitiff

 

Date of Production 02/13/2009

Stefano in Distress

35 photos; 5:49 video

Model: Stefano

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production:11/30/2012

BALL PRACTICE by SoftTouch

28 photos

    Jerry Quick-Step, all star shortstop for Rosie’s Coyotes was scared, very scared. One second he was loading his baseball stuff into his car, the next second something hard had exploded against Jerry’s head. Then he saw stars, and then blackness, and then—

Then he was here, but he didn't know where here was. There was some kind of cloth tied over his eyes and some kind of ball had been stuffed into his mouth. Jerry’s tongue didn't like this strange ball. It took up too much room inside Jerry’s mouth so his tongue kept pushing against it, but the ball was so tightly lodged between Jerry’s teeth that his tongue couldn't move it. It could only slip off the hard intruder again and again until the ball was all wet with Jerry’s spit.

And then there were the ropes, tight ropes wound all around Jerry’s arms and his hands and his body that were hugging him in a way he didn't want to be hugged. And then there were the rough hands and cruel voices. The rough hands moved him around and turned him this way and that and the cruel voices were laughing at him and that hurt almost as much as the ropes.

“So this is the great Jerry Quick-Step,” one of the cruel voices said.

“Have a seat, Jerry.” The cruel hands pushed him down onto the hard floor.

Then Jerry could feel their hands all over him again as they pushed and pulled his body whatever way they wanted it. And then Jerry could feel more of the biting ropes being wrapped tightly around his ankles and his wrists until he was sitting like an Indian and hardly able to move his hands or feet at all.

Then those hands suddenly tore the cloth off of Jerry’s head and the bright lights of the room stabbed into Jerry’s eyes. He had to blink several times before he could see anything at all, and then he saw the two men standing over him. Both of them were big beefy characters that looked about seven feet tall from where Jerry was sitting. And they both looked like the kind of men who enjoyed hurting people.

“Hello Jerry, my name is Spatz and this is Felix,” one of them said. “We don't mind if you know our names because you're going to get to know both of us real well.”

“We want to talk to you about your game Jerry,” the other one said. “You've been playing real well lately; batting average .302, fielding percentage better than 97 percent. We think it’s time you went into a slump.”

“Slump…?” Jerry slurped behind the slippery ball in his mouth.

“That’s right,” the one called Spatz grinned down at Jerry. “We'd like for you to strike out more.”

“Or you could hit a lot of grounders to second or short,” Felix put in.

“Yea and you need to get a real case of butter-fingers for awhile, drop the ball a lot, and that kind of thing.”

“Or you could throw it away sometimes. That’s always good for an extra base or two,” Felix laughed.

“I can't do that!” Jerry tried to squawk past the slippery ball-stopper in his mouth.

“Told you he wouldn't cooperate,” Felix sounded disappointed.

“That’s too bad,” Spatz sympathized. “I thought you were smarter than that.”

Jerry Quick-Step couldn't believe it! Did these guys think he was going to start throwing ball games just because they asked him to? Maybe Jerry was only good enough for semi-pro ball now, but he still had dreams of maybe getting a minor-league contract. And even if he didn't, Jerry had never cheated in his whole life.

“Okay Jerry, you're going have to wait here while we get something out of the truck. One piece of advice; the quieter you are while we're gone, the less lumps you'll get when we get back.”

“Yea and we really like giving out lumps!” Felix laughed.

Jerry watched the two bruisers go out of the room in a complete state of shock. Who were these guys? What did they want to hurt him so much? Then Jerry realized that he had better not be here to find out the answers. Somehow he had to get loose and get running before they came back.

But Jerry soon discovered that wanting to get loose and actually being able to get loose were two different things. Whatever else those two guys might be, they were both really good at tying knots. Still there had to be a way!

So Jerry twisted and squirmed and fell all over the floor, but no matter what he tried, he couldn't get his hands or feet free. He only made the tight ropes tighter. And then more trouble came Jerry’s way. Somehow in all of that rolling around on the floor, his pants had come loose, and now Jerry was feeling a definite draft as his pants slipped down lower and lower on his thighs.

Then Jerry heard a queer rumbling sound accompanied by the two bullies grunting, groaning and laughing. And then Jerry squirmed around on the floor until he could see something that he didn't believe. The two goons were rolling a pitching machine into the room! What were they going to do with that?

And then Felix noticed Jerry’s bare moons and his lucky pink jockstrap and burst out laughing. “Hey Spatz! Look at that!”

Then Spatz saw the sexy jockstrap and started laughing, too. “Hey Quick-Step, is that jock what they call regulation?”

Jerry started to blush. It wasn't bad enough that he almost naked. Now these two bozos had seen one of his most closely guarded secrets. The guys on the team didn't laugh at him. They all had their own lucky charms that they didn't want people laughing at. But these two guys—

The one called Spatz plugged the pitching machine into an outlet and then loaded a big bucket of balls into the hopper. “Okay Jerry, here’s the pitch—“

Felix broke up.

“Quiet Felix! This ain't supposed to be funny. I'm trying to be serious here.”

Jerry’s eyes became very big and his heart almost stopped when he saw Spatz turning the pitching machine until its maw was pointed right at Jerry’s defenseless body.

“I know you want to be stubborn about this so we're going to give you some time to make up your mind.”

“Yea, three strikes and you're out!” Felix started laughing again.

“I'm going to start you off with some change-ups, but if you don't come around pretty quick, I'm going right to the fast balls. Batter up!”

Jerry watched the machine come to life, saw the pitching arm pick a ball out of the hopper, and then the arm whirred forward and the ball shot out of the maw and headed right for Jerry’s—

THE END

Jerry Quick Step played by Mike

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 10/15/2009

Stuck by Caitiff

32 photos

It was the middle of the day in the middle of nowhere and Harvey's truck had died. HE wasn't sure if it was the fuel injector again or something new but he did know there was no way he was going to get it fixed himself.

Harvey saw a house that looked like some one was home and went toward it. Hopefully he could use their phone and get a tow truck.

A handsome man in his forties answered. "Yes?"

"Sorry to bother you so late but my truck broke down the road. Could I use your phone?"

"Sure you can. Just give me a sec to get off the internet. I was right in the middle of downloading something"

"Thanks! No problem. Whew, what a day. I was supposed to be home right now."

"So no one knows you're even out here? Wouldn't they wonder where you were after a while?"

"Not really. I work late hours so much my neighbors rarely see me. "

"No family?"

"Divorced. Kids moved away."

"Ahh. Can I get you a drink or something? My computer should be done in just another few minutes."

"That would be great. Thanks. My name is Harvey, by the way."

"Gene.", said the man as he offered Harvey a cup of juice. Harvey took a big gulp. The walk up here had winded him a bit.

"I guess I was lucky I saw this place. Your's was the only house I saw that had a car in the driveway.."

"I like my privacy. When I need company, I figure I can always count of someone showing up. Like you."

"Harvey's head began to cloud. It was getting hard to focus. "What's that?" He asked.

" I like making new friends. When I meet someone I like, I let them stay with me. I even set up my basement to keep them in, so they stay still and quiet. I've had a number of 'friends' down there though I often loan them out to guys with similar interests once they are trained right. All my friends are with other people right now. So you'll be by yourself for a while. But that's good because I can concentrate on your training."

Gene said all this in a perfectly normal tone that belied his words. Unfortunately, Harvey couldn't quite catch the gist of what he was saying. His brain just couldn't connect the words he was hearing. Everything was getting blurry. Then it went black...

Harvey had a dream. He was in a jungle. He was covered by snakes and vines that wrapped themselves around his body, his hands and chest and legs. But Harvey wasn't scared. The snakes rubbed against his ass and crotch and Harvey felt himself getting a definite hard-on. A soft furry snake slithered between his teeth and squeezed his head. He felt warm and secure as the snakes and vines hugged his body tightly.

Suddenly Harvey woke up. His head was still a little foggy but it was finally beginning to clear. Still, it took him a while to notice Gene sitting beside him, staring.

"You finally woke up. Good." Gene said conversationally/

"Mmmaaff mmm mmpphht?" Gene replied groggily and suddenly noticed his words were coming out only as unintelligible grunts. There was tape over his mouth. Gene tried to take the gag off of his mouth but his hands were securely tied behind his back. In fact, rope was tied tightly around his chest and legs too. Harvey had woke up bound and gagged! What was going on?!

"Mmmm! Mmmmmm!" Harvey grunted as he strained against the ropes that bound him.

" I wouldn't bother if I were you. I've gotten pretty good at knots in the years I've been in this business." Gene explained.

Business? What the hell was he talking about? Harvey wondered. What the hell was going on here? Why would this guy take him for? He had no money for any ransom.

As if reading his mind, Gene said," I don't normally pick up merchandise your age but I had a request for someone like you. And I think I can make a fair profit off of you. You just need a little training is all. A little shaping up."

Harvey still didn't understand what Gene was talking about but he was sure he wouldn't like it. Desperately Harvey struggled against his bonds. But Gene was right. The knots held fast and no matter how hard Harvey bucked and rolled and stained and struggled, he remained tied up. All he could really do was roll around on the floor, grunting and cursing into his gag.

As Gene, meanwhile, sat back and watched as Harvey struggled in vain to get free. Gene's hand went to the bulge of his crotch and slowly and methodically he began to rub it as he watched Harvey intensely. This continued for a few minutes until Harvey's energy winded down. Harvey finally admitted to himself that he wasn't going to get free until this lunatic let him go. The thought sent shivers down Harvey's spine.

Then it got worse. Gene stopped rubbing himself and went over to Harvey. Gene then began to rub himself against Harvey's bound body. Harvey could feel Gene's massive boner through the fabric of his jeans. Gene's hands explored Harvey's body. Being bound and gagged, a helpless prisoner, Harvey could do nothing but lay there and let Gene do whatever he wanted.

Worse, Harvey began to shift uncomfortably as his body responded to the molestation with his own raging hard on that strained against the fabric of his jeans. Harvey had never let a another man feel him up this way before but suddenly Harvey needed to get off very badly. Harvey didn't want to be taken but at the same time, he desperately hoped that Gene would keep rubbing him just a little bit longer.

Unfortunately, just as Harvey was certain he was on the edge of coming, Gene got up. Harvey could only lay there, totally frustrated.

"Yep, " Gene said to his captive, " Like I thought. I can definitely spot potential."

Gene took out a short length of rope and soon Harvey was hog tied.

" Well, I'd better get rid of your truck just in case somebody does come looking for you eventually. This will make sure you stay put until I come back. Then we can begin your training in your new life".

Gene then left.

Hog tied, gagged and lying on top of a raging hard on that wouldn't go down, Harvey could hardly contradict his new master

The End?

 

Harvey played by Gene

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 12/07/2007

Woody

25 photos; 4:05 video

Model: Patrick

Photography: Caitiff

 Date of Production: 11/25/2008

Lay About

15 photos

Model: Tony

 

Photography by Caitiff

 

DATE OF PRODUCTION: 04/05/2002

Strung Up

20 photos; 5:21 video

Model: Carl

Photography by Nick007

Date of Production 6-11-2016