Meeting Raphael

24 photos; 5:20 video

Model: Raphael

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 10/01/2014

On The Mat

26 photos; 4:26 video

Model: Jack

Model: Donovan

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 07/10/2014

Side by Side

16 photos

Model:Hank

Model:Big Dumb Monkey

Photography by Slade

 

Date of Production:08/15/2014

Green Rope

18 photos

Model:Hank

Photography by Slade

 

Date of Production:08/15/2014

Meanwhile In the Basement

14 photos

Model:Hank

Model:Big Dumb Monkey

Photography by Slade

 

Date of Production:08/15/2014

Bare and Bound by JMZ

25 photos; 4:16 video

Cont'd from Hell Week

 

There they were, helpless and angry at my hands. My plan worked well. They glared at me with frustrated eyes, making unintelligible grunts from their tightly gagged mouths. They gave one another looks of despair and fear. They tried desperately to reach each others knots; they tugged and struggled against my handiwork. It was no use; these idiots were at my complete disposal. This was now my fraternity and I had three new pledges weather they wanted to be or not.

I calculated my next move; I very well couldn’t untie them now, but what next? I decided to sit and revel in my newfound power. They struggled and tried to speak to one another behind their gagged mouth, and seemed angry when they weren’t understood. Dumb jocks, didn’t they know this was the genius of duct tape. They kicked at each other with their bare feet, and bumped at each other with their shoulders. I watched as beads of sweat trickled down their foreheads. I realized I needed to take this whole thing to a new level. Even as angry as I was I realized I was going to be in big trouble once these guys got free. I decided I needed some insurance. I took each one to the living room amidst their struggles and grunts. Once I had them all there I began the undressing.

It was a task in itself getting the clothes off these guys while their limbs were so tied tightly, but I managed. I cut the shirt off first using scissors, terrified looks on their faces made me feel a little guilty, but only a little. I untied their feet and pulled down their shorts and underwear. They struggled and fought me in vain. They grunted hard as I retied their feet. They sat bare assed on the floor in near tears. Anger and confusion blanketed their pretty little faces. I bound them tight on the cold floor. Their muscles bulged and flexed with every tug at the ropes. I pulled out my camera and began to shoot.

My new pledges seemed less than pleased to have the predicament recorded but I explained it was part of my initiation process. They glared at me with pleading eyes. I wasn’t buying it. After all these weeks of being their idiot errand boy, I was going to take my payment in full. I sXXXXped photo after photo and their grunts of anger turned into whimpers. They tried desperately to untie each others knots, but it was use. They knew this was not going to be over until I said it was.

I took several XXXX and even a bit of video. I explained to them that this was only a little insurance for me to make sure that repercussions would be great. I left them to their struggle. The next day in biology class Steve walked in late, his wrists bore rope burn and XXXXed as if he were sore. He gave me one swift angry look and never spoke to me again. The next week I pledged with a rival fraternity and made it. Our parties are legendary, especially since at the end of the night everyone sits around the television to watch a video of certain rival fraternity members naked, bound, and gagged struggling like a trio of idiots. They just should have let me pledge.

The End

 

Steve played by Tom

Hunter played by Douglas

The Last Room Mate played by Jay

The Bad Guy played by Rodrigo

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 10/12/2008

Hell Week by JMZ

16 photos; 3:01 video

 Cont'd from Bounda Gaga Kappa

 

I listened as he made his way to the stairway. Steve’s screams of help were contained by the tight gag I tightened when I heard his car pull up. I hid around the corner and listened as walked into the room. Steve tried his best to warn him, but true to for Hunter was being his usual jerk self. He teased and tickled Steve in some weird homoerotic way, and kept asking him how he got into this situation. Poor dumb Hunter was about to find out how.

I crept up behind him and wrapped rope around hi neck. I dragged him to the back room and threw him to the ground. He stared at me with the same humor Steve had when his time had come. “What the fuck, are you crazy, I’m going to kick your ass”, he screamed. Then I was upon him. I found it funny how these guys underestimated my strength; after all I was taller and had a good amount of muscle weight on both of them. I jumped on him as he screamed and struggled against me. I was able to pull my rag out and press it against his nose and mouth. After a few moments he was out.

I stared at him for a few moments almost feeling sorry for him. He was the most tolerable of the assholes, but still treated me like a second class citizen. I needed to work fast; I didn’t have much time before the other ass got home. I took off his shoes and socks just in case. I tied his hands tightly behind his back in double knots. I wrapped rope around his ankles and coughed at the smell of his sweaty feet. I pulled the bandana tightly between his teeth and secured his silence with duct tape. He was done, now all I needed was to put him in position.

I dragged his XXXX body over to Steve. Steve’s eyes got wide and distressed as he saw my handy work. He knew first hand Hunter was going nowhere soon. I sat him down just as he was coming to. It took him a moment to realize what had been done to him. He tried to speak but only inaudible mmmppphhs escaped the gift that is duct tape. He looked at Steve and yelled through his gag.

Steve and Hunter struggled like two kittens in a bag. The pulled and yanked at their binds screaming at each other as best they could. They kicked at each other hoping this would somehow free them. They angrily shot looks to me and each other placing equal blame on me and one another. I had to give Steve credit; he did try to warn him. They struggled and moaned uncontrollably. I watched with utter amusement as they tried their best to break loose. Then I heard the final car pull up. My plan was going like clockwork. The two bound and gagged idiots heard the car too. They screamed and struggled hoping to somehow warn their roommate of the impending danger. It’s such a shame that the rope and gags would only allow the slightest of warnings. It was now time to show these boys that they cannot treat people this way. If I was not going to be invited to be in their fraternity I was going to start one of my own. A fraternity where I call the XXXX, and rope and tape are a requirement. Unfortunately for these guys it’s a fraternity they are going to be XXXX to join.

To Be Continued

 

Steve played by Tom

Hunter played by Douglas

The Last Room Mate played by Jay

The Bad Guy played by Rodrigo

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 10/12/2008

Then There Were Two by Caitiff

25 photos; 4:31 video

“Hey! Anyone here?” Jim didn’t understand. He was certain that today was the day he and Tony were supposed to go rock climbing. But Tony was no where to be seen.

“Hello? Anyone here...Mmmmmm! Mmmpphhaawwaa?”, Jim was stunned as a masked man came out of no where and grabbed Jim, his glove hand wrapped tight over Jim’s mouth. Jim’s eyes went wide when he saw the glove hand tightly grabbed at his face!

The man didn’t say a word but his meaning was clear. Before he knew it, Jim’s hands were XXXX behind his back and quickly tied together. Tape was slapped over his mouth, gagging him.

Jim was shoved out the back door and into the trunk of a car.

When the car stopped, Jim was taken out and marched into the garage where Tony was on the floor, bound and gagged!

“Mmm?”, Tony moaned through his tape gag, his eyes wide with fear when he saw his friend being led in.

The unknown man pushed Jim to his knees and tied Jim’s ankles together with more rope.

Jim had no idea what this guy could want but it was clear he had been taken. Desperately Jim tried to talk through his gag but only unintelligible moans escaped from behind the gag. Both young men rolled around helplessly on the ground, fighting their bonds. Tony had already been tied up for most of that day and was worn out. Jim didn’t hold out much hope that he would have any better luck. It also didn’t help that the unknown man was still in the room, watching his captives.

The unknown man took out a camera and set it up on a tripod. He then got out a current news paper. The camera began to beep, faster and faster, the timer about to go off. The unknown man knelt down in front of his hostages, holding up the paper as the camera went off.

The unknown man seemed to take pleasure in tormenting his captives. Both Tony and Jim were kicked and fondled and grabbed. The man even shoved the two men together. Jim didn’t like the way the brute fiddled him with his gloved hands.

Jim was rolled over towards Tony. He was then pushed up onto his friend. Both of the tied up men could hear their captor laugh as he manipulated his captives for his own sick pleasure. The ropes made sure neither could stop the man from doing whatever he wanted to do with them. They couldn’t protest while they were gagged.

Tony and Jim could only look at each other, hoping that somehow they would get out of this.

To be Continued.

 

Tony played by Garrett

Jim played by Zac

The unknown man played by Cliff

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 09/26/2009

Held Hostage By Caitiff

20 photos; 4:21 video

“What the.. Mmmpphh!”, Tony let out a moan of surprise as the gloved hand came down over his mouth. Taken by surprise, Tony barely put a struggle as the masked man took out some rope and bound his victim’s hand’s behind his back. Tony was XXXX  out the back door and into the trunk of awaiting car.

Tony couldn't’ tell where he was going or how long he was in that trunk. It seemed like hours. When the car did finally stop, the  unknown man opened the trunk and pulled Tony out. Tony was pushed along to a lonely house in the woods. He and the unknown man went into the garage.

The masked man didn't’ say a word as he XXXX Tony to sit on his ass and then proceeded to tie his captive’s legs together.

“Mmmm!”, Tony moaned as tape was used to gag him. The unknown man seemed to take special glee as he made sure that his prisoner stayed quiet.

Confident that Tony wasn't’ going anywhere, The unknown man left his prey alone for a while. With this is his first and possibly only chance to get away, Tony began working furiously on freeing himself. He rolled and squirmed, trying to get some slack in the ropes that bound him.

“Mmmpphh!” Tony grunted as he put all his strength into freeing himself. But it was useless. The ropes were too tight. and struggling only seemed ot make them even tighter. Tony couldn't’ find any knots to try to undo. Tony only managed to get himself sore and dirty rolling on the filthy concrete.

Tony gave a shudder when the door opened and the unknown man came back in. Tony could almost imagine that the man was smirking at his captive from behind his mask.

The unknown man sat down on a chair and stared at Tony.

“Mmmm?” Tony begged through his gag. The unknown man only continued to watch Tony. In desperation, Tony continued ot roll around and struggle, to his unknown man’s bemusement.

When Tony tired, the unknown man encouraged him by giving him a quick kick on the ass or legs.

“Mmmm!”, Tony protested for all the good it did him. The man seemed to enjoy tormenting him, though why Tony had no idea.

After what seemed several minutes of this, the unknown man took out a current paper and dropped it near Tony on the floor. The man then snapped a picture and left.

To be continued

 

The Prey played by Garrett

The unknown man played by Cliff

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 09/26/2009

Foot Soldier by Fidelis

25 photos; 2:38 video

"MMMPPHHHNOO! GGGGMMWHATCHADOINGMME?"

I wiped the sweat from my brow as I surveyed the helpless private, lying trussed, gagged and helpless at my feet. It had been a bit of a struggle to get him down and tied, but the fight had been worth it. I feasted my eyes upon his muscular young body, and was literally salivating as I eyed his bare feet. He had fought me as I had stripped off his boots and socks, but I had prevailed in the end. Mmm, this young man was going to be in for a real treat. 

"This is what you get for insubordination, soldier. When I give you an order, I expect to be obeyed, instantly! Phew, insubordination and poor hygiene. When was the last time you changed your socks, soldier?"

I picked up one of his boots and took a heady whiff. Yum, I couldn’t get enough of that smell. I had one of his socks tucked away safely in my pocket, for future sniffing use, while the other sock…well, the young private was chewing away on it. A sturdy strip of tape made sure that he couldn’t spit it out; I wanted to keep this party private and his frantic squeals would bring unwanted attention.

"Now what shall I use on you to teach you a lesson? How about some electricity applied to those feet of yours? What do you think about that?"

"MMMNOOOOOOOOOOO! GGMSARGENNOOOO!"

The poor lad’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. Ha, as if I would damage those precious feet! No, I had much better things in mind for those tempting tootsies. I almost shot my wad then and there as I anticipated the delights that lay in store for us. As I advanced upon him, I pulled a long feather from one of my pockets. Those damn geese did have their uses. Soldier boy started to wriggle away from me as I hunkered down next to him, and pulled his feet up. I leant over and took a long sniff, inhaling the fragrant odour. Oh, such bliss. I couldn’t help myself as I took a little nibble on one of his twitching digits. I rolled it around in my mouth, savouring the taste. Then the ungrateful wretch jerked away from me, desperately trying to crawl across the floor. I couldn’t have that, not before the real fun had begun. I flipped him onto his stomach, and sitting down on his back, I commenced to work on those luscious naked feet, feet that were just begging to be tormented.

"MMMMOOOHHNNOO! GMMSTHOPTOHMMPLLLLLEEEEEZZZZ! SHTTTTOOOOPPPPP!"

It was like riding a bucking bronco. Soldier boy heaved and struggling beneath my weight, trying to throw me off as I put that feather to good use. He squealed, he shrieked, he hollered - the sound delightfully and effectively muffled by the fetid sock and tape gag. This was heaven. And to think that this was just the beginning. I had so many plans for my studly friend.

"There, that wasn’t so bad, was it? Hmm, what do you say, soldier boy? What about this? A nice electric toothbrush. This should clear away some of that toe jam, before I give you’re a feet a nice soothing tongue bath."

My helpless private managed to heave himself into a sitting position. Somehow, he was able to scoot backwards, until his back was against the wall.

"GGGMGOMAWAY! GGLEAVEMMALONE! MNNNOOOO!"

The look of sheer terror on his face as I loomed over him was priceless. However, I wasn’t amused when he tried to lash out at me with his bound feet.

"More insubordination? You know that I’m going to have to deal with that. You will have to be punished. I’ll break you yet."

I listened to his soft moans as I hog-tied him, making him into a great big muscular military package. How often I had wished that I had something like this under my Christmas tree. It was far too early for Christmas presents, so I decided that he would be a pre-Thanksgiving gift. He tasted even better than turkey and pumpkin pie. Now it was time to get down to some serious business. With the bristles whirling, I started working away between his toes, determined to remove every single bit of filth. The delicious aroma would remain – at least it would remain until I washed it away with my tongue. His helpless feet were a joy to behold, and to hold. They were almost perfect, beautifully formed and with such a delicious ripe smell. I could feel myself leaking as I scoured away.

"GGGGGAAAAGGGHHHHHH!!!!! NOGGMMMOORE!"

I was impressed, despite the blow that I had taken to my chin. Soldier boy had managed to tear free from my grasp, and was arching his back as he struggling against the ropes, vainly attempting to get loose. I smiled at him indulgently. NO ONE got away from my ropes. He was here for the duration.

‘There, there, don’t you fret. The good stuff is just beginning. I’ve got quite a few tricks up my sleeve. What do you think about this one?"

As I flipped him back onto his stomach I started laving his freshly brushed toes with my tongue. I had the kid in my power for the rest of the day, why wait?

THE END

 

The Foot Soldier played by Clark

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 05/26/2006 

True Blue part 2 by Fidelis

18 photos; 3:12 video

“MMMGGGPPHHNNOOOOOOO!MMPPLEESSSHMMMNOO!”

I took a good swig of cold beer and watched the rookie squirm while he squealed. Damn, but he was a cute one. I had lucked out this time – I wouldn’t be standing here stroking the bulge in my jeans and chugging a cold one if the cop I had XXXX had been one of the fat middle-aged cops that the city seemed to have in abundance. Those union rules were driving all of the cute young ones out of town. I licked my lips as I listened to him gurgle through his gag.

“How does that old jock strap of mine taste, rookie. Ripe enough for you? It’s a good thing for me that I had my dirty laundry in the van. It’s a bad thing for you that I’m so far behind in my washing that I had to wear that one for three days. It’s providence, don’t you think?” I had to chuckle as the rookie’s face turned green. I could see him making a redoubled effort to spit out the rancid jock strap, but I wasn’t a dummy. I had put enough tape over his mouth to put make sure that that wad of stinking material stayed in his mouth for a long, long time. Listening to him moan through the gag, watching him struggle against the cuffs and ropes was making me harder by the minute. My jeans were getting uncomfortably tight. I finished my beer, and opened another. A little buzz always helped me to get into party mode, though the rookie had already got me ready to enjoy myself without the help of alcohol.

“What do you say to me seeing more of that cop body, rookie? I’ve got your duty belt and badge already, your hat is gone, what should be next? How about that cop tie? That should make another nice souvenir.”

The rookie squealed as I yanked off his cheap clip-on cop tie. I stuffed it into my pocket as I grinned down at the terrified cop. I could see the beads of sweat glistening on his forehead. It was time to get the rookie ready for some hot action.

“MMMNOOPLEESSHH! GMMWHATCHAMDOIING?”

“Gee, the rookie isn’t wearing an undershirt. Isn’t that against the regulations, rookie? It just means that it is easier to do this, and then this!”

The cop squealed like a stuck pig as I slurped on his rookie nipples. Yum, it was just like sucking on candy. Here was an interesting development. The cop’s nipples were getting nice and hard. This was an incentive for me to chomp on them some more. Still hard. This was getting very interesting. I shoved his opened shirt down his arms to give myself more access to his humpy cop body. My hands and tongue were all over his cute cop body. He was shrieking and moaning as I worked over his torso. Yum, it was like having a big cop lollipop. By the time I was finished with him, he was heaving and panting through his gag, his body covered in sweat.

I had to take a break; I was working up quite the sweat myself. I opened another cold one and started to chug it down. The cop was looking at me with those cute rookie puppy dog eyes, whimpering through his gag. I couldn’t help but notice that he had quite the package – it hadn’t seemed quite that big earlier on. Maybe his nipples weren’t the only thing that was getting hard. I was going to have to do some more exploring. I swallowed the last of my brew and got to my feet. I had work to do.

“MMMNNOOOOONNOOOO!”

“Oh yes, yes, pipsqueak. I’ve gotta see what you have concealed inside those uniform trousers. Yeah, struggle as much as you want to, rookie. You only make me more excited. You’re only going to tucker yourself out. There isn’t any way you can get out of those cuffs without a key, and I’ve got your keys. Hey, what do we have here? Another breach of regulations? I’m sure your sergeant would have something to say about these stripy briefs. “

“GRRRMMMLAUNDRY.”

“Gee, we both seem to have laundry problems. That’s enough chitchat, rookie. I want to get a better view. Over we go!”

I laughed as I pushed the cop over, and then I caught my breath. Damn, but he filled those briefs nicely. He seemed to have really nice butt. I needed to see more.

“MMMPLEESSH! GGDONNN!”

Hot damn. I had to wipe away the saliva as I looked down at him. Beautiful, creamy globes. I was groping myself as the rookie stared up at me` with his frightened, pleading eyes. I had to clear my throat before I could speak again.

“Real nice, rookie, really really nice. I’ve really gotta see more now. Time to turn you over.”

“MDONHURTMMEMISHTER.”

I straddled him as I opened my jeans and took my love muscle in my hand. The cop was whimpering and squirming and generally kicking up quite a fuss. Shit, but this pipsqueak rookie was getting me more and more excited. I kept on giving him nudges with the toe of my boot as I started to hit my rhythm. I chewed on my lower lip as I worked myself over. I couldn’t talk my eyes off of that beautiful cop butt as it wiggled beneath. Shit, this was definitely going to be just the appetizer. I was already thinking that the rookie was going to provide me a 4 course meal. I started gritting my teeth as I pumped harder and harder. Fuck, but he was one sexy rookie. I was panting and dripping with sweat as I finally took myself over the edge. The rookie wriggled as the hot, sticky goo sprayed all over his back.

I wiped my face off with a sweaty old bandana as I slumped down on the floor and popped another beer. Shit, but the rookie had really got me excited. As he mumbled and moaned and struggled feebly on the floor, I could feel the old joy stick starting to stir again. There was still a lot of life left in it, but I needed to give myself a break. The night was young and I wanted to pace myself. It was time to give the rookie a treat.

“Hey, cop, look at me. That’s right, roll over and look at me. Guess what, I believe in fair play. You got me all hot and excited; it’s your turn now.”

“GGGNNOOO. WHATMMDOING? OHH! OHHHHHHHH!”

The young cop was acting as if I was using an electric prod on him. However, I noticed that he wasn’t rolling away from me. I thought that licking his torso had been like having a cop lollipop –this was far better. It took me about two minutes to get him as stiff as an iron rod. He was making deep-throated grunts as I worked him over with my mouth. I thought that he was going to swallow that stinky old jock strap he was gurgling and moaning so much. I took a break and looked at him. His eyes were glazed over and he gave a grunt of disappointment. That was enough encouragement for me. I took a deep breath and went back to work on him. Forget about lollipops, this was like having the biggest hot dog in Yankee Stadium lodged in my gullet. He was just making me hungrier and hungrier. Finally he screamed into his gag and bucked his hips. Yum, he tasted delicious. I kept on working on him until he was groaning; I could hear him begging me through his gag to stop. I eventually took pity on him.

“OK, rookie, that was the appetizer for both of us. You’ve really made me work up an appetite. It’s time for the entrée now.”

The end

 

The Rookie played by Niel

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 02/21/2007

First Date By Ivor Ciccone

25 photos

Why is it I can never find a compatible lover? All I want is a guy who enjoys being tied up as much as I enjoy tying him!

The guys I've been out with have all been vanilla boys, not into anything kinky. I used to give a relationship some time to develope before i would mention the dreaded B word because I learned that saying, "I'm into a little Bondage" resulted in a look from them like I had horns growing out of my head and then a swift exit.

I met my latest lover in the bookstore where I work, it had been like 9 months since I last got to tie a guy up and all I could think about was how good Lewis would look arms bound, mouth gagged!

It was our first date. Lewis was coming over to mine before we headed out to a bar, or at least that's what he thought, I had other plans!

At 7pm sharp i got a XXXX on the door.

"Hey there!"

"Hi Lewis, come on in", I said. He looked so cute.

"I got a couple of things I have to do before we go, here have a beer, sit down & relax"

"Sure, thanks", he said.

As he sat down, smiling, facing the tv as I'd planned I took my rope and stuffed it into the back pocket of my jeans.

"Fuck man, I'm sorry, but I can't wait!" I said and pounced on the dude, wrestling him to the floor!

Lewis was a little shocked at first but was soon laughing his ass off.

"Let's get this t-shirt off", I said and pulled it over his head.

I got him lying with his back to me, face down on the floor and pulled his arms behind him.

"Cute ass we got here", I said, "sure don't want it goin' nowhere!" And I took out my rope and started binding his wrists behind his back,

"Hey man, come on, fuck, what you doin'?"

"Changed my mind about goin' out, Lew, I wanna stay in & I want you here with me!", I said teasing him.

"Yea, but you don't have to tie me up, Mat, I'll stay in with you!"

"That's nice", I said reaching for my tape.

"What you gonna do with that.... no, come on, no way, don't you wanna kiss?"

"We'll kiss, bro, but right now I want a little bondage fix, hope you don't mind. Listen when I'm done I'll let you do whatever you want to me, how 'bout that?"

"Well I guess...Mmmmppphfppfh" I slapped some of my favourite red tape across his mouth and pressed it against his lips with my fingers.

"Ok, lets go to the bedroom", I said and led him upstairs.

"Mmmmpppfhpfh"

"Yea, keep making that sound man, it's music to my ears!"

He either must've really liked me or he really wanted to tell me something cuz he kept on trying to speak into the tape, all night long!

Boy he looked so good in his ripped cut offs, I sat him on my bed and tied his legs together.

"Don't want you running off anywhere now, do we?" I said with a smile.

I was a little concerned that by the look on Lewiss' face he wasn't enjoying this quite as much as me, but not that concerned.

"God man you look hot like this", I said and I lifted his feet up onto the bed then tied more rope around his body, around his muscular chest & torso.

"Woah man this is too much".

"MMMMmmmppfphpfphh", Lewie seemed to say in agreement.

I was so hard, it took a hell of a lot of concentration not to lose it.

"I think we need to get you a bigger gag for that big, sexy mouth of yours, whatta you reckon, handsome?"

"Mmmmmppffpfphh, mmmmmpfpfpfh", loverboy pleaded, shaking his head.

I wrapped the red stuff right around his head, tightly.

"Woah, baby! Yea!"

"MPF GRMPF", Lewis spluttered.

I gotta get me some relief, Lew, hope you don't mind bro," I said and took out my hard, thick, uncut dick right there and started whacking off slowly and sensuously.

For a moment it seemed as if Lew was acting sexy for me, giving me a look, "yea, I thought, you want this!"

"One final touch, my man", I said and got out more rope to hogtie his ass!

This was beautiful stuff. He was tightly bound ankle to wrists, his body arced, stretched, his mouth sealed tight.

Immovable, intense.

I shot my load all over the place.

What a first date!

fin

 

Lewis played by Himself

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 09/07/2003

Casual Friday

31 photos; 6:58 video

Friday at the office was a little less "casual" then Dean originally thought it would be.  His office has a very tight dress code.

 

The Victim played by Dean

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production:08/07/2012

Home Repair

22 photos

When I ask you to fix my shower head, I expect it to be fix and not get a crazy outrageous bill. Next time you learn not to cheat me and do your job correctly.

 

Model: Monkey

Photography by Slade

 

Date of Production:07/24/2014

Trespass

43 photos; 13:21 video

Since when did being nosy become a thing? Well it seems Hank is gonna learn that trepassing is a no no.

 

Model: Hank

Photography by Slade

 

Date of Production:06/16/2013

New Toy

30 photos

Look at at all the fun stuff we can do with a  bound  and tape gagged Hal!

 

Model: Hal

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 02/26/2006

Zac's Day Off

31 photos