20 photos; 3:51 video
Model: Jesse Daniels
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03.26.2020
25 photos; 6:03 video
The Guard played by Micah
The Exec played by Nick Armor
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/10/2020
24 photos; 7:25 video
Model: Troy
Photographer by Caitiff
Date of Production: 02/19/2020
27 photos; 9:54 video
Young Executive played by Mickey O'Shea
Bad Guy played by Rod
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/07/2013
20 photos; 3:28 video
Richie was a funny kind of straight boy. Since moving in next door, we'd become kind of buddies. I'd seen him bring chicks home to his place, and often heard the mattress squeaking through the thin walls where our bedrooms met, as well as some very sexy groaning. But he also showed a little bit more than neighborly friendliness now and then, and I'd had him in for a beer a couple of times when he was dateless. One night when he was over, I had inadvertently left up a screen on my PC, a page from "Bound Guys", showing one of their hot models tightly roped and gagged.
It caught Richie's eye right away.
"Damn", he said, "You into bondage and stuff? I've heard about it."
I'm not ashamed of my fetish, but I felt myself heat up from being caught unaware.
"Yeah, I like to see a guy tied up and struggling," I admitted, summoning up my best false bravado. "Weird, eh?"
"Nah," said Richie, pleasantly. "There are plenty of worse things I guess." He took a closer look at the picture and clicked on a few more. "Wow, that guy's tied up for real," he observed. "I wonder what that feels like? And that gag in his mouth...looks pretty tight. Bet he can't call for help."
"Well, that's the whole point of a gag, isn't it?" I said. "After all, if I was a robber, and broke into your place when you were home, I'd have to tie you up and gag you pretty well if I was gonna get away with your PlayStation."
Richie laughed. "Hell, yeah," he said. "You'd have to XXXX me the fuck out before you got your hands on that baby."
Suddenly, bells and light-bulbs were exploding in my head, comic-book style. (I'm a little slow sometimes.) The whole subject of being tied up and gagged wasn't turning this cute guy off, in fact, he seemed more than casually interested. I left him at the PC while I excused myself to go into the kitchen for some beers. After popping the caps on two Heinies, I reached into the cabinet above the sink. Ah, there it was! I slipped the secret ingredient down the neck of Richie's Heinie, and gave the bottle a quick shake. Making sure to hold his bottle in my right hand, I returned to the living room and gave it to him. Amazingly, he was still flipping through Bound Guys. He took two quick, deep swigs of beer, then turned to me.
"You know, buddy," he said, "There's something interesting about seeing these guys tied up. It makes you wonder what you would do if you found yourself in that situation."
"Well, uh, yeah," I quickly agreed.
"Lemme just....look...at a....few...."
Damn, that secret ingredient kicked in quick. I watched enthralled as his chin dropped down to his chest, and the mouse fell out of his hands. He started to slide out of the desk chair, but I quickly grabbed him and propped him up. I couldn't resist rubbing his cute short hair, and running my hands along his slim but firm chest. What a cutie!
I laid him out on the floor gently, and quickly stripped him down to his plaid A&F boxers, then opened my toy box and took out a slew of multi-colored ropes. I pulled him back up into the chair and within 5 minutes had him trussed nice and snugly. He made an occasional soft groan as I worked the ropes around his chest and shoulders, but kept right on XXXX. After he was tied up, I slipped a bondage DVD into the player and watched with one eye, while observing my XXXX Beauty just a foot away. After about 20 minutes, I could see he was starting to move, so I got up from the couch and left the room, standing off to the side to watch as he came to. It was so hot seeing the initial expression on his handsome face as he came around and felt the ropes gripping him.
"What the...shit!" he mumbled, while struggling weakly.
I made my reappearance and grabbed two bandannas from the bookshelf. I wadded a blue one into his mouth as he tried to pull away, then tied an orange one around it cowboy style. He made muffled protests as I jokingly told him he'd been taken and was now my special guest. Reaching for a roll of shiny black duct tape, I completed the gag by wrapping it around the bandannas nice and tightly. The kid was reduced to incomprehensible mumbling as I stroked his bare chest and playfully slapped his honey-brown nipples.
His loudest groan came when I slipped my hand into the slit of his boxers and felt his rock-hard joint and swollen, shaved balls. I knew this young stud would only need a few strokes before exploding, so I backed away, and continued teasing his upper body. I even gave his gagged mouth a hard kiss.
Although he struggled and showed flashes of anger, his eyes twinkled as I played with his firm, young body. His sexy grunts turned me on big-time, but I knew I had to play it slow. It was only 7:30, and we were both off the next day......
The End
Richie played by Tye
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 08/23/2006
18 photos
It was 4:45 and once again, Greg was late for his work out session at the gym. Dan was pissed off. It wouldn't be so bad except that Greg had begged Dan to help him buff up...for free as a personal favor! This is time Dan could have been spending with paying clients who wanted a personal trainer instead of waiting on a free loading "friend". Something would have to be done.
At 5:10, Greg finally showed up.
"Sorry, I'm, late. I got..."
"Save it!" Dan snarled," I don't want to hear it this time. If you're not serious, I don't see why I should try to help you!"
"Man, I swear, I got held up. Please, you know I can't afford to pay you. Just give me one more chance!"
Dan had an idea. "All right. I got to go help a paying client. But if you show up at my house at 8 tonight, I'll give a session you'll never forget!" Dan handed Greg his card.
For once, Greg showed up on time. That was a good sign. Maybe Greg was finally figuring out that Dan was serious.
"I don't have a lot of equipment here since I normally just go to the gym to work out but this old ab doer should work. We're going to do this just like I used to do it when I was in a fraternity in college"
Greg gave him a puzzled look, not knowing what he was talking about. Greg was even more confused when Dan pulled out some rope and tape!
"Wait a minute. What are you going to do?"
"We're going to do a little positive and negative resistance. I'm going to tie you to that ab doer and you're going to work out until I tell you to stop."
"I'm not sure about this."
"IF you want me to train you. you have to do what I say. Or are you having second thoughts about that?"
Greg gave out a long sigh. He really didn't have a choice. He wanted to get buff so he could try out in the local body builder tournaments but he didn't have the money to pay someone like Dan. "Ok. Whatever you say."
"Hold it, one more thing. Strip." Dan commanded.
Greg had never been more embarrassed in his life. Here he was, stripped to a jock strap, sitting on some cheesy exercise at home crap and tied up. His hands had been tied behind his head and then looped around the ab doer's arm rests and his shoulders and down his back to keep them there. His feet had also been tied so he couldn't get up.
"Are you sure about this?" Greg was having second thoughts.
" Too late to back out now!" Was all Dan said before he plastered a strip of white tape across his mouth.
"Ok, now you are going to start twisting and turning exactly like I tell you too!"
For the next three hours, Greg had never worked so hard. The ab doer wasn't much but when you did the exercises for hours on end without stopping, it got tiring. Dan wouldn't let Greg stop. And the tape kept Greg from telling Dan that he needed a break.
Finally Greg had had enough. Panting through his nose, he glared at Dan.
"MmmmmmfffeeMmm!" Greg mooned defiantly through his tape gag, making it clear he had no intention of continuing.
"So, need a little break, huh? Well, Like I said, we're going to do this just like I did it in college. We had all ways to motivate a guy"
Greg wasn't sure he like the sound of that, especially as he remembered that he was bound and gagged, completely at Dan's mercy. And when Dan reached into Greg's jock and pulled out his dick, Greg really began having doubts!
" You see,' Dan explained as he began to gently but firmly stroke on Greg's hardening penis," Sometimes a guy just has some tension he needs to get rid of. I'm going to help you get rid of yours and we'll see if your a little more motivated"
Greg liked girls. He wasn't gay. But as Dan massaged and stroked and sucked his dick, it got bigger and harder. Greg tested the ropes binding his hands but they were secure. Bound and gagged, Greg could only watch as his personal trainer got him off. And despite himself, Greg was liking it!. He had never felt so relaxed in all his life. Greg was getting closer and closer to coming and it was kind of nice to be able to just sit back and let it happen.
Suddenly Dan stopped. "Feel better?" He asked. "Want me to continue"
Though Greg knew he shouldn't have, he nodded yes. He was so close! Why the hell did Dan have to stop now?
"Good! Because it doesn't happen until your work out is done! See, the sexual energy should give you enough motivation to keep going. If I let you come, you lose that. So back to work. We have all night!"
It was the longest, hardest workout Greg had ever done before (Who knew you could work out while tied up!?). Almost as hard as all the other workouts Dan put through Greg through three times a week until the Mr. Muscular Contest.
Greg won.
The End
Greg played by Brad
Photography by Caitiff
24 photos; 4:50 video
Model: Dylan
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/29/2014
50 photos; 6:11 video
Tied Up Goth played by Jon Storm
Photography by Scarlet
Date of Productrion: 03/23/2020
26 photos; 6:53 video
Trapped twink played by Vladimir
Bear Trap played by Dean
Phootgraphy by Caitiff
Date of Production: 02/13/2020
24 photos; 4:53 video
Office Twink played by Dante
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 09/24/2019
25 photos; 5:19 video
Donovan Was just playing his guitar when his rtoom mate had decided he had had enough
Everyone's a critic.
Model: Donovan
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production:08/13/2014
22 photos; 6:18 video
Gabriel had no idea what was going on.
All he could remember was his favorite dive bar "The Locker Room." He always went there to unwind after work. He knew everyone that worked there and often got more than a few free drinks.
The last round of drinks was entirely on the house and he remembered the alcohol hitting a lot harder than it normally did. After that he couldn't remember anything until he woke up here. He did not even know where here was.
As he looked around through eyes still fuzzy from alcohol, he realized he was in a run down one bedroom apartment. The paint was chipped and peeling and the place smelled musty. A muddy window on the wall gave only fleeting glances of passing cars as they zipped by some sort of alley.
At first he though the room was incredibly chilly but the goosebumps on his skin made him realize he was actually naked. He was lying on some worn spring mattress that was thrown haphazardly into a corner covered with a ratty blue sheet that was stained with what he prayed was sweat. From the smells assailing his nose it was apparent his prayers went unanswered.
He tried to get up put his movements were awkward and unbalanced. His first thought was the alcohol, but it rapidly became apparent that the actual culprit was the lengths of black rope cutting into his wrists and ankles.
Finally through the his alcohol addled mind realization began to set in he was trapped. One drink to many and he was bound and gagged and carted off to this shit stain of an apartment.
As panic slowly set in he began to struggle furiously and futilely against the rope. He couldn't even XXXX out the vicious plug gag shoved in his mouth. Eventually he exhausted himself in his futile attempts to free himself and collapsed on the filthy bed sweating and exhausted.
That was when a short unassuming man walked into the room through the only door. He was an impossibly average dark-skinned man with no other discerning features.
"Ah, good your awake. Now the process can begin", exclaimed the dark skinned man.
"MMMmmmPPPpppHHHhhh!" groaned Gabriel through his gag.
"What process you ask?" responded the dark skinned man.
"Why the training process, You will have to be properly trained and taught how to obey. I am afraid clients are not at all interested in a disobedient plaything."
Gabriel's eyes grew wide as the man approached him.
"This training can be as pleasurable as you wish or as painful as you need. Your choice. Obedience is rewarded, anything else is punished."
The End
Gabriel played by: Tristan
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production:08/25/2012
25 photos
Model: Hunter
Photography by Caitiff
22 photos; 5:13 video
Model: Braxton
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 9/25/2014
25 photos; 4:17 video
The Store Manager played by Dean
The Bad Guy played by Jon Storm
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/15/2020
20 photos; 6:08 video
Rugby Player played by David
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/29/2020
25 photos; 4:50 video
It was a Friday night at a busy office and Steve was waiting for his friend to finish up. The two of them had different approaches to how they went about working for the company they both had started at the same time. When it was time to clock off, Steve was out the door as quick as a shot, his brain completely switched off and eager to have his own free time before the next day.
Rick was the more serious of the two and felt he couldn't leave until everything he needed done was done and if that sometimes meant staying another five minutes to finish up, then that was what he would do.
This was one of those Fridays. Steve was eager to go to the bar, have a beer, play some pool and relax. Rick promised that he would meet him in less than ten minutes and to get the drinks in. Ten minutes soon became half an hour and Steve was getting a bit concerned for his friend.
He tried calling Rick but when the latter didn't pick up, Steve sipped his beer and quickly went back to the office to see what was holding up his friend.
As Steve made his way into the office, he heard moaning and soon saw that his friend had been tied and gagged to a chair. Steve looked confused as he went over to try and free his friend, ignoring the fact that Rick was actually trying to warn them that they weren't alone. Before Steve could do anything, the assailant who had Rick tied and gagged to a chair wasted little time in doing the exact same to Steve, removing the young man's tie and using it to gag him.
As Steve and Rick struggled in their bonds, the intruder in question was at the computer of their boss, downloading as much information on to a flashdrive as he could, including clients and various files that even Rick and Steve themselves were not privy to.
When the assailant was done with that, he came over to observe the two young men that he had almost too easily overpowered. It would be a shame to just leave them there without having a bit of fun with them first.
He took pleasure in taunting both Rick and Steve for working on a Friday night and he detected a flash of resentment with the latter cursing Rick for not coming with him to the bar.
"Oh, don't worry, boys," the intruder smirked. "You'll have plenty of time for drinking when your boss fires you for letting me in. In the meantime, I think I'm gonna have a little fun with you two, what do you say?"
Both Rick and Steve muffled horrified protests, not liking the look their masked captor was giving them.
When the lights went out and the door was locked behind them, it soon became apparent what he had in mind.
A few hours later, the masked intruder left with a flashdrive and brief case, content with what he had acquired in more ways than one.
As for Rick and Steve, both had become the fall guys in their boss's personal files and contact lists being stolen.
In spite of their ordeal and getting fired, both men were determined they would get even with the man who ruined their lives, even if it would take a while for them to find him.
First Bound Guy played by Rick
Second Bound Guy played by Steve Thompson
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/11/2019
37 photos; 6:06 video
Player played by Mickey O'Shea
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 10/25/2012
28 photos; 4:22 video
Model: ZackT
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production:03/30/2011
28 photos
"Hey Pig! You can't keep me!" Steve Yeager, the thuggish looking youth in the back of Officer Gold's patrol car.
"Shut up" was all Officer Gold said as he continued driving down some back roads into a quiet suburban neighborhood.
Steve, however, continued to cop an attitude. Seventeen and already he knew it all. He was a high school drop out with a record longer then his arm. But as long as his rich Daddy was willing to grease a few palms, talk to a few golfing buddies, this didn't mean much to Steve.
Until Officer Gold saw him, hanging out on a street corner. Steve didn't see Gold. Not at first, But when Steve snatched some fruit from the bag of an old lady carrying her groceries home. All Steve wanted was a little fun to kill time. He was going to give the pleading old bag her fruit back..eventually. But he never had a chance. Before Steve knew he was there, Officer Gold had pushed his face into the sidewalk and pinned Steve's arms behind him so he could be cuffed.
"Here you go, M'am." said Gold , handing her her stolen food.
"Oh thank you officer! It's such a shame that we have to put up with ruffians like thi! They should teach these young men how to show some manners!""
"Yes. Don't worry. I'll take care of it."
That had been ten minutes ago. And during that ten minutes, Steve had been screaming at Gold to let him to, that his father would have his badge, that he was going to file police brutality, ect ect...
Officer Gold was unimpressed.
Finally they arrived. But it wasn't the police station. At least none that Steve had ever seen all the other times he had been arrested. Gold pulled Steve out by one arm and led him to the door of a small house.
"Hey! What the fuck! This isn't the police station! What' going on here!" Steve protested as he was led inside.
Gold's reply was quick and to the point. He tripped Steve, sending him crashing to the ground.
"What the Mmmmpphhh!" Gold's hand tightly clamped over Steve's mouth, cutting off the invectives. The hard, cold look in Officer Gold's eyes kept Steve quiet as much as the hand over his mouth did.
"In case you haven't noticed," Gold explained in a matter of fact way that belied the dangerous look in his eyes," You are cuffed and under my control. No one can hear you, no one knows you are here. I can do anything I want with you and no one will ever know. Do you understand?"
Steve gave a weak nod.
"Good. I'm glad we're on the same page here. But still, I think I'll keep you quiet for a while." Steve soon had a small rubber ball on a strap being XXXX into his mouth. it was then tightened into place. The foul taste of the ball filled his mouth and Steve thought he was going to be sick.
Gold then sat his prisoner on a chair and soon had out clothesline with which he immobilized Steve. Steve's arms were XXXX back and his shoulders and elbows were tied uncomfortably together. Then more rope went around his torso, knees and ankle's. Steve gave out a groan as he he vainly tested his bonds.
"Don't be a wussy" Gold said, smacking Steven on the side of the head. Gold then went and turned on TV and began watching.
What the hell was going on? thought Steve. And how was he going to get out? A million scenarios ran through his mind, none of them good. This cop was obviously psycho. For all Steve knew, he was about to be XXXXd and murdered by some serial killer cop! And Gold was right about no one knowing where he was. Steve could expect no help. But maybe, if Steve could get this guy to take the ball gag out his mouth, he could be convinced he was worth more alive then dead! His Dad was filthy rich. He had more money then he knew what to do with, as Steve well knew since he had forged a number of checks with his dad's name on them and the old man never seemed to notice. Steve could buy his way out this with his father's just like he had every other problem he had ever had.
"Mmmm mmmpphh mmm!" Steve grunted. He needed to explain to this guy that Steve could pay any ransom. But the gag made everything he said an unintelligable mumble.
"Don't talk with your mouth full" Gold said, his eyes never leaving the TV as it showed Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
"Maa Mmmmhhaa Mmmmnnneeee!" Steve said, trying to enunciate the words 'I have money' as well as he could through the gag. Gold turned to Steve.
"Excuse me?"
"Mmmaaa...Kaaa...Mpeeee...Ooooo....Mmmmphhnnneee!" Steve grunted out as best he could.
"You can pay me money?" Gold asked back, finally getting what Steve was trying to say. Steve vigorously shook his head yes.
Gold turned back to the TV. "You should know money isn't what I want you for."
A cold chill ran down Steve's spine. If this guy didn't want money then there had to be only one thing this guy wanted. Though his dad had always bailed him out, Steve had been in jail long enough to know what young tight ass like his was worth to the cons in jail. Could the cops be any different?
Steve seemed to get his answer when Gold called someone on the phone. Steve strained to hear what was being said.
"Right, I got him....Just like you wanted him......The training should take a little while, like we discussed, then he's all your's to with as you please....Don't worry about it, I can MAKE him cooperative. ... Ok, be here at three and you decide if you still want him or not. Good bye."
Shit! Steve wasn't going to just get XXXXd, he had been sold into some kind of white slavery ring! And now his buyer, probably some rich perverted dude as old as dirt, was going to take him home as his personal sex slave. And there wasn't a damn thing Steve could do about it!
At three, Steve was untied from the chair though he remained cuffed and gagged. Then his pants were stripped doff, leaving him in his boxers.
Steve tried vainly to fight but Gold was much bigger then he was, knew how to restrain someone, and wasn't already cuffed and gagged like his prisoner was. Steve's feet were soon tied and he was let squirming on the floor as Gold went to answer the door.
All sorts of thoughts were racing through Steve's mind. Was this guy going to fuck him right on the floor? Was the cop going to join in too? What if he didn't wan to buy Steve, what would happen to him? Would they at least use lube?
Then the man at the door came into the room and like Steve expected, it was an old guy. What Steve didn't expect was that the old guy was Steve's DAD!?
"Mmmmpphhh!!" Mmmm-mmmm!" Steve exclaimed though his gag. Was he going to be ransomed after all?
"Hello son," Steve's father said with a sigh. And Steve suddenly noticed that his dad wasn't too quick to untie his bound son or that the cop didn't seem particularly mindful of having his hostage's father running around his house. Gold had gone back to watching TV. Enterprise was on. What was going on?
"I'm sorry but this is for your own good." Steve's father continued, "I can't let you go to prison but I can't keep cleaning up your messes anymore either. This officer says he can teach you some manners. Hopefully, you'll be free in time for your eighteenth birthday when your records get sealed. A clean slate...wouldn't that be nice?"
What the fuck! His own dad had had him XXXX? And he would be let go when he turned 18? That was six months from now! And being bound and gagged all that time, held prisoner by some. psycho cop?! Steve would have preferred to be sold as a sex slave.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmm!" Steve moaned but his dad wasn't listening. Steve was soon alone with Officer Gold.
"I think we'll try a hog tie. That should settle you down enough for me to finish watching Roswell."
Six months later, it took almost the entire time, but Steve did eventually reform. He even got used to the taste of the ball gag in his mouth.
The End
Steve played by Philip
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 02/23/2002
3:45 video
Model: Mike
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 02/26/2006
24 photos; 4:33 video
Model: Nick Armor
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/10/2020
28 photos; 6:11 video
Model: Micah Stone
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/10/2020
21 photos; 2:52 video
Office Worker played by Jesse Daniels
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/16/2020