Picked Up by Caitiff

22 photos; 6:07 video

Gil’s feet hurt like a mofo. He had been walking for what seemed like hours, If only he hadn’t taken this country road. IF only his car hadn’t broken down. IF only he had remembered to charge his phone.

There didn’t seem to be anything around for miles.

Suddenly Gil saw a cloud of dust down the road. It was a truck! Thank God.

Gil flagged it down and it stopped.

“Hey buddy” the driver said, “You look lost”

“Oh you have no idea. Could you give me a ride?”

“Sure. Hop in.”

Gil did just that. The men drove around for quite a while. Weird, it was almost as if the guy was heading deeper into the wilderness.

“So you live around here?”, Gil asked, trying to make conversation.

“Sorta, “The man said slowly, a smile spreading across his face. “I’m actually from that big facility back near the highway 14.”

Gil was confused’ “Uhh I thought that was an insane asylum.

“It is”

“Are you a doctor there?” Gil asked, not noticing that the truck was heading deep into the woods.

“Not quite”,t he driver said as the truck disappeared into the country side.

....

“Mmmmm!” Gil mumbled through the tape over his mouth. Desperately he struggled against the bindings that bound his hands to a saw horse. Each wrist was tightly tied up. His feet meanwhile were similarly bound with the green truck ties to another saw horse.

Gil had been like this for hours, bound and gagged in the back of the pick up truck. Just as crazy lunatic that had picked him up had left him.

Gil had no idea what was going to happen to him. He did know that so far besides tying him up, all the man had done was remove his shoes.

Gil had no idea how long he sat there before the man showed up again, a huge grin spreading over his face as he watched his bound and gagged guest struggle.

“Mmmm!” Gil grunted.

“Sorry for the rough treatment” the man said. “It’s just been so long, cooped up in there. No human contact.”

Gil did not like where this was going. What was this loony going to do with him?

As if sensing his thoughts the man explained, “Oh I’m not going to hurt you. Don’t worry about that. But.. “the man was almost salivating as he looked at Gil’s bare feet. “When I saw you’re size 12’s I just couldn't’ resist. I hope you understand.”

Wait.. What? Gil thought as the soles of his feet were gently carrassed by his newly found foot fetisher.

“Just something about a guy’s toes..” the man said before his mouth clamped over Gil’s squirming toes.”

The End

 

Gil played by Jakob

Photography by Kevin

 

Date of Production: 04/29/2012

Yummy

27 photos

Model: Tom

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 10/12/2008

Treehugger By Latoo

30 photos; 5:20 video

It was a nice sunny day to go for a hike. The air was crisp, the sun was shining, and it was a Saturday so no work. John and Rich took advantage of the nice day and went for a walk in the woods.

“Isn’t this a great day for a walk through Mother Nature’s greatness”, John exclaimed.

“Yea, it is I guess”, Rich quickly dismissed John’s comment.

“I love trees; they are so good, so green, so …” John went on and on.

“Oh God”, thought Rich. “Here it comes again. Another four hour talk about how much John loves trees. I wish he would just shut up about trees for an hour or so.”

Rich suddenly had an idea pop into his head. He remembered that he still had his coil of rope and a roll of duct tape in his pockets.

“Hehehe” he quietly laughed. “Never leave home without some rope and some tape because you never know when you’re going to need it.”

He slowed down his pace of walking until he was directly behind John while he was still rambling.

“Hey John”, Rich interrupted John. “Come look at this tree. It’s so cool.” John turned around and walked in front the tree mentioned by Rich. “Yes, it is a nice tree”, John studied it.

“You know”, Rich continued, “Why don’t you give that tree a nice big long hug. Since you love trees so much, why don’t you prove it?”

“Hmmm”, John thought. “Sure, why not?” He walked up to the tree and gave it a big-old hug.

Rich quickly walked to the other side of the tree and quietly pulled out his coil of rope.

“Like that tree?” asked Rich.

“Yea”, John still hugging the tree responded. “It’s big, it’s firm, and it’s a nice shade of brown.”

“Good. Let me help you spend more time with it…” Rich trailed off.

The rope was tied onto John’s wrists so fast that John didn’t even have time to pull away. By the time John realized he was tied to the tree, Rich already finished the last knot.

“Hahahahah”, Rich brusted out laughing. “Now you can be close to Mother Nature.”

“Hey come on man…” John rubbed his wrists together. “This isn’t funny. Let me go now.”

“Hmmm” Rich said. “Nah, I won’t.”

“Ok now.” John started to panic a bit. “The joke’s over. Now please let me go.” “No” Rich replied. “Since you go on and on about nature, I thought this would be fitting.”

John continued to try to undo the knots by sheer strength, but no matter how many times he pulled the rope apart, it would not come off.

“Please untie me.” John pleaded. “I promise I won’t ramble anymore, honest!” “I would” Rich sneered as he was pulling out his tape. “But…” He quickly ripped a long strip and gagged John with it. “I’m having too much fun now.”

“MMM!” John whined. He was still trying to escape by pulling the rope, but to no avail.

Rich walked up to John and whispered, “If you hate this now, you’re defiantly going to hate this…” He wrapped his hand around John’s waist and undid his belt and pulled his pants down slightly.

“MMMPH NO!” John protested. “MMPH STOP!”

“Ohhhh, I never knew you wore striped undies” Rich commented. “Now let’s see that ass.”

Rich pulled down John’s underwear while John tried moving his ass from side to side, but John failed and soon his nice bare tan ass was revealed to the whole forest.

At this point, John just layed his forehead against the tree hoping it would be over soon, but by the look of Rich’s face, it was long from over.

“I know you won’t ramble again about your love for trees, BUT I’m having way too much fun to stop now.” Rich answered John’s lingering question. After admiring his work, Rich got another idea and started to untie his earlier knots.

“Don’t even think about it” Rich said sternly. “I will catch you if you try and I’ll drag you right back here.”

John sighed through his gag and just stood there waiting for the next part of Rich’s plan. After undoing the knots, Rich took John’s hands and put them BEHIND the tree and tied them really tight. The plan was complete; John was bound, gagged, underwear showing in the front while his ass was out, and there was no other people around for miles and miles.

“Well, I had fun today on our little hike through the forest. Didn’t you?” Rich smiled.

John thrusted his head forward, but didn’t move that much because of his bound hands. He grunted, but nothing else.

“I know you’re mad at me John”, Rich continued. “BUT, think of it this way. You’re now closer to the very thing you love. I think I’ll leave you two alone for a while, but one more thing.”

Rich went over to John, dug into his underwear and pulled out his dick. “Oh wow”, Rich sounded surprised. “It’s so small. Oh well, I think a few hours with your new friend will change that. Hehehehe”. Rich walked off into the sun shine.

John tried to struggle, but he was left alone in the forest bound to and hugging a tree.

 

Model: Ryan Rockford

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 05/19/09

Beaar Jock and All

19 photos; 3:39 video

Model : Michael Torres
Phootgraphy By Slade

 

 

Date of Production: 04/04/2020

Stripped of Authority

20 photos; 11:42 video

Captured Cop played by Rex
Photography by Caitiff

 

 

Date of Production: 04/05/2019

XXXX Tight

25 photos; 6:30 video

The XXXXer played by Micah Stone
Photography by Caitiff

 

 

Date of Production: 03/10/2020

Late Night Withdrawal by Kurt

28 photos; 6:30 video

It was almost 2 AM, but Marc wasn't tired. It had been a great night at the club and he'd

just finished tallying up the cash receipts. $7500! Not bad, for one night. He inserted the

cash into a canvas bag and was about to lock the safe when a voice came out of

nowhere.

 

"Don't lock that safe," the voice said.

 

Marc swung around from his desk and saw two men, dressed in dark suits, with black

bandanna masks on their faces, their eyes hidden behind sunglasses.

 

"What the...?" Marc gasped.

 

"Stay calm and quiet, and you won't get hurt", the first man said. Marc's eyes froze on

the concealed item aimed at him.

 

"Stand up, hands in front", the first masked intruder ordered.

 

Marc stood up and crossed his wrists in front of his crotch. The second man, who hadn't

spoken at all, dropped a small knapsack onto the floor, and removed coils of black and

white rope. Marc held his breath, knowing he was about to be tied up.

 

His crossed wrists were soon tightly bound in front, and he was pushed down onto the

futon. The two men turned away and discussed something between themselves. They'd

already picked up the cash bag and stuck it into the knapsack. The one who'd tied him

turned towards Marc, holding a long strip of black cloth in his hand.

 

Marc knew it was a gag, and he didn't like the idea.

 

"Look, guys, please..just take the cash. I don't have an alarm system, and you

can...MMMMPPPPHHH!!"

 

Marc's plea was cut off as the black cloth was pulled tightly between his teeth and

knotted off. The cloth bit at the corners of his mouth, but he realized being tied up and

gagged was a better alternative than the concealed item.

 

"Stand up, please," the one who had tied and gagged him said. At least he's polite, Marc

begrudgingly thought, as he stood up. The man started wrapping coils of rope around

Marc's broad chest, making sure to tightly cinch each coil. Soon, the coils of rope were

worked down his tree-trunk thighs, knees and ankles, even through his ass and linked

to his wrist bonds.

 

"He needs more gag", the first guy said, and the second grunted in agreement,

removing a roll of wide silver duct tape from his bag. Marc grunted as the tape was

wrapped around his mouth three times. Then he was pushed back down onto the futon.

The two thieves left without another word, and Marc was left helplessly bound and

gagged in his own club. A profitable night had turned into a bondage nightmare!

 

Model: Ron Jeffries

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:03/14/2013

The Stoner By: Nick007

29 photos; 3:01 video

XXXX XXXX XXXX!

Don got up from his chair and went to see who was at the door. As he opened it, he saw skater punk looking very stoned. “You again? What do you want?” he asked.

“Dude? I am, like, selling these chocolate bars..... for my school.... or something.” the stoner said trying to control his laughter. Earlier that day, him and his buddies were cruising around the neighborhood, blaring their music at full blast at 8 in the morning. Skating all over and bumping into cars to set their alarms off.

Don worked nights so after a morning of not so peaceful XXXX, he wasn't in any mood to deal with this guy. “So where's the chocolate then?” he asked.

“The what?!” the stoner asked.

“The supposed chocolate you're selling.”

“Dude you have chocolate! I totally could go for some right now.”

Deprived of XXXX and now having to deal with the cause of that, Don got an idea. “Yeah... “dude”... I got some in here. Come inside and get some.” Don opened the door more and gestured his visitor to come in.

And being stoned out of mind and the idea of “better judgment” no longer a valid concept, the stoner walked right in. “The chocolate is in my basement. Follow me.” Don said. The two walked down the stairs and into the basement. Coils of ropes hung from hooks on the walls, along with a large assortment of other gear you don't typically find in a household.

“Dude where's the chocolate?” The stoner asked.

“You'll get it soon.” Don said as he grabbed a coil of rope off the wall. “You got to work for it first.” Don pulled the stoners arms behind his back and began lashing his wrists together.

“So I get the chocolate after I do this?” he asked.

“Uh yeah. Of course you do.” Don replied. He then covered the stoner's mouth with blue duct tape. He pushed the stoner down to the ground and tied his feet together. He watched for a minute while he rolled on the ground trying to get out. Then Don decided his guest had too much mobility. So he took some more rope and put him into a hogtie.

“Ok so here's whats going to happen. I'm going to go call off work tonight and get a good XXXX in since you cause my XXXX to be interrupted. Then maybe I'll let you go after you come down off the high. Maybe not. Haven't decided yet. As you can see from my wall here, I have plenty of tools to keep you here and 'entertained'. Well I'll be entertained. Well you have a good night here. I'll back in the morning.” Don left the basement and shut the door. Finally, peace and quiet.

The End.

 

Model: Matthew

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production:07/09/2013

Detective Marco - Part 2 by Kevin

17 photos

Cont from part 1

As Sierra stepped out of his car, concealed item in hand, I began slamming myself against the door. I doubted anyone would hear me, but it was my only chance. Sierra grabbed me by the hair and pulled me away from the door. Tied hand and foot, I could not do anything to resist him. He dragged me, step by painful step, to his car. He shoved me into the back seat.

"You are without a doubt the stupidest detective who ever lived," Sierra said as he pulled the car out of the garage. “Even a moron like you should have figured out he was being set up. Why would Harrison have needed to hire you to break in to his own office? He’s got a key to the place.”

I didn’t like being called a moron, but I couldn’t say much about it at the moment.

“We needed someone to take the fall for all the money we’ve been taking,” he said. “Now we’ve got you on the security cameras, hacking in to the computer and accessing the secure accounts. You’ll take the blame, especially after you mysteriously disappear.”

Sierra was driving to the east side of town, an area full of abandoned warehouses and factories. The car came to a stop behind a large warehouse. “This is our stop,” Sierra said, dragging me out of the car. I yelled into the gag again, but no one was around to hear me. “Quit whining,” Sierra said. “I’m not going to hurt you unless you make me. We’re just going to keep you here while we move the rest of the money. Then we’ll let you out – so you can take the rap for us.”

Sierra pushed me through the back door of the warehouse. “Welcome to your new home,” he said. Pressing the concealed item against my head with one hand, he loosened the ropes around my wrists. I wanted to wrap my hands around his throat, but I didn’t want to take any chances with a concealed item to my head.

He pulled my wrists together in front of me and tied them tightly again. Then he tied another rope around them and tossed it up over one of the pipes running over our heads. He pulled until me arms were stretched out above my head and then tied the rope off.

“That won’t be very comfortable, I’m afraid, but it will be secure,” Sierra said. He walked over to the side of the room and got a bottle of water. Then he pulled the gag out of my mouth and gave me a drink.

“What are you going to do, just leave me alone here?” I said.

Sierra stuffed the bandanna gag back into my mouth, then laughed. “Who said I was going to leave you alone?” he said. “Embezzlement is just one of my hobbies. I also enjoy messing with big, dumb, muscular lunkheads like yourself.”

I couldn’t figure out what he meant, until he started undoing my belt. I twisted my body away from him, but you can’t get very far when your arms are tied above your head. When my belt was loose, he undid my pants and started sliding them down.

“MMRRFF MF! NNFF!”

“I said quit whining,” my tormentor said. “We’re going to be having some fun for the next few weeks, so you need to relax. I said I wasn't going to hurt you, you big crybaby, ” He slid my pants further down.

A few weeks of this? I pulled at the ropes around my wrist, but they held tight. Now the bastard was pulling my underwear down. “I’ve wanted to see that ass ever since Harrison hired you,” Sierra said. “And it was worth the wait!”

As Sierra started to run his hands over my body, I heard a noise outside. Someone was there! I started making as much noise as I could through the gag.

“HHHMMFF! HHHMMFF MMF!”

Sierra didn’t even look up. He was still pawing me. “I wouldn’t get my hopes up too high if I were you. The only people who have keys to this place are me and –“

Harrison. The rat who hired me and played me for a sap. He was walking through the door, smiling. "I can’t believe you started without me,” he said, in a petulant voice. “After I went to all the trouble of finding us the perfect patsy.”

“I was just warming him up for you,” Sierra said. “And you're right, he is perfect. I’ll miss him when you and I are in the Cayman Islands.”

“I guess we’ll have to make the most of him while we have the chance,” Harrison said. He slapped my ass, as if I were a piñata. “After all, he’s not going anywhere.”

End

 

Marco played by Clark

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 05/21/2006

Stud Storage

22 photos; 5:25 video

Chad was  out for a run when he was grabbed.  Now he finds himself bound and gagged ina dusty warehouse.

Will he escape?

 

Model:Chad

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:07/23/2014

Late Night at the Office

25 photos; 4:32 video

Model: Jesse Daniels
Photography By Caitiff

 

 

Date of Production: 03/26/2010

The Muscle Model

32 photos; 5:31 video

Model played by Troy
Photography by Caitiff

 

 

Date of Production: 01/18/2020

Going Somewhere?

30 photos; 7:04 video

Twink played by Dante
Photography by Caitiff

 

 

Date of Production: 09/24/2019

Rolling In Deep By Caitiff

21 photos; 5:18 video

Dirk’s ship had come in. Thanks to his new skills as a burglar, he had finally began to

get some serious money.

It was so easy. Dirk had set himself up selling home security systems. They systems

worked. Except when Dirk put in his back door code that opened the whole system up.

Dirk also had the means to know when the system was active so he could tell when the

home owners were most like

All that day, Dirk had been going to house to house, turning off the alarm and raiding the

place. By he time anyone knew what had happened, Dirk would be long gone.

At the last house, Dirk did as he had with all the others. He turned off the alarm and

made to enter.

Weirdly the alarm was already off. But Dirk knew the owner wasn't’ home.

Maybe they forgot to turn it on, Dirk thought. No matter. Just made his job all the easier.

Now the guy wouldn't’ even necessarily think to blame Dirk.

Dirk entered the home, looked around.. and was immediately punched in the face!

Dirk went down and everything went black.

When Dirk awakened, he found himself securely tied up and gagged with a filthy sock in

his mouth.

“Mmmmpphhaaa?” Dirk exclaimed.

Around him two men were busily taking everything they could carry outside.

“I thought you said the owners wouldn't’ be home?” one of the men said to his partner.

“I thought so too, No matter. We’ll be long gone before anyone finds this guy.”

“mmmmm!”, Dirk grunted. The house was already being robbed when he got here.

The men made to leave, tying Dirk's feet so he couldn't’ walk away.

Desperately Dirk struggled against his bonds. IF he didn't’ get out of here before the real

owners showed up, there was no way he could explain his van parked outside full of

stolen property.

The end

 

Dirk played by Floyd Fitz

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production:07/09/2012

Clark and Stan

35 photos; 3:06 video

Models: Clark & Stan

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 10/02/2006

Detective Marco Part 1 by JM

23 photos

    I had worked on the case for several weeks now. Being a private dick had its perks. I made my own hours and the money was pretty good. It also meant long hours and meals eaten out of a greasy paper bag. The downfalls seemed worth it when I would see the satisfaction on a client’s face, not to mention the check in my hand. In my business sometimes your life can be put on the line, but I had developed a tough skin along with a strong affinity for cheap booze. I’ve had my share of close calls, but none so close as the one I encountered with this case.

John Harrison walked into my office five weeks ago. He was a small man with big problems. He owned an investment company with his partner Mr. Sierra. His partner had been embezzling cash from client accounts to live a lavish lifestyle that was beyond his means; hard earned retirement money from elderly people who trusted him. This burned me. It was the kind of case I liked to sink my teeth into. Mr. Harrison an honest man was beside himself. He had come across some transferred funds on his partner’s lab top. He didn’t have time to retrieve the proof from his partner’s hard drive, before Sierra walked into the office. That where I came in.

It was cut and dry. I would follow Sierra to various locations, watch his every move. I would get a job at the investment company with Mr. Harrison’s help. I would work as an office supply guy. I would learn the layout of the office, get spare keys from Harrison and break into the office on a Sunday to steal the hard evidence. I needed to download all documents and transactions from Sierra’s lab top. I would let Harrison know what I found and hand the evidence over to the authorities. It was a run of the mill job. Mr. Harrison did warn me that Sierra had a temper, and was known to have a perverse side to him. I wasn’t worried I had dealt with my fair share of creeps. This guy was an easy read, or so I thought.

I spent weeks learning his routine. I followed him various banks, with a little flirting with a couple of bank tellers, I learned he had been making large deposits into various accounts carrying his name. After a few weeks I had confirmed something fishy was going on. All I needed was hard proof for the cops. I decided to break in the following Sunday for the files. It would be quiet and the office would be closed. I drove up to the building and made my way through the parking garage, concealed item in hand, just in case I ran into someone unexpected. I never used it, but it would help me put someone on ice until my job was done. I entered the office and downloaded what I needed on to a disk. It was all there, everything I needed to bust this punk. I carefully exited the door leading to the garage parking lot, that’s where it happened.

I was caught off guard. There he stood, Sierra with a grin on his face and a concealed item in his hand. He got the jump on me. He had known all along who I was. Mr. Harrison had sung like a canary the day he hired me. He had struck up a deal with his partner. I was being used, but for what? He took my concealed item and told me to be quiet. He punched me and I was out. When I came to I was sitting the ground. Sierra was in the process of tying me up. He tied my hands behind me. The rope felt like a tightly coiled snake wrapped around my writs. I could feel my fingers tingling. A red bandanna was pulled between my teeth keeping me from talking. I struggled but it was no use, he had me right he wanted me. I tried to sit up but was met with a XXXX to my face. He bound my ankles together to keep from running. He disappeared around the corner to bring his car around. This was my chance. I made it to my feet and began hopping to the door. If I could get inside I could hide, and maybe get the gag out of my mouth and yell for help. I hopped several feet towards the door. Just as I was about to reach the door, headlights from Sierra’s car shined on me. What was he going to do with me?

To be continued

 

Marco played by Clark

Photography by Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 05/21/2006

Sugar Buns

24 photos; 4:23 video

Model: Garretjan
Photography by Caitiff


Date of Production: 12/13/2011

The Store is Closed

49 photos; 10:58 video

Worker played by Jon Storm
Bad Guy played by Dean
Photography by Caitiff

 

 

Date of Production: 03/15/2020

Stay Right Here

30 photos; 5:33 video

Bare Bear played by Dean
Bad Guy played by Jon Storm
Photography by Caitiff

 

 

Date of Production: 03/15/2020

Rugby Self Tie

20 photos; 7:42 video

Rugby player played by Nick Armor
Photography by Caitiff

 

 

Date of Production: 03/10/2020

Angry Young Man

28 photos; 5:11 video

Model: Garret
Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 03/24/2012

Taped Sub

23 photos; 5:35 video

Model: Patrick Aka Tynan Fox

Photography: Caitiff

 

Date of Production: 11/26/2014

Ryan's First Time

25 photos; 5:37 video

Model: Ryan Rockford
Photography by Caitiff

 

 

Date of Production 03/14/2009009

Skater Boi Exposed

24 photos; 4:32 video

Model: Matthew

Photography by Sammy

 

Date of Production:06/13/2011