40 photos; 2:50 video
“I’ve never actually done this before.”, Dan was nervous. As cute as this guy was, he was having second thoughts. When he had replied to this guy’s online ad he had no idea the guy would be so kinky. Though if he had wanted to back out, it was a little late now that he was bare ass naked with his hands tied behind his back. And from the huge boner Dan’s trick had, he was really getting off on having Dan tied up and helpless.
“Don’t worry” Greg said a she checked the ropes around Dan’s body. Virgins were always so much fun. This one had been particularly easy. And what a nice body. Greg’s mind raced with al the things he was going to do with Dan. The real fun began once Dan figured out that he wasn’t going to get free.
Suddenly Greg’s cell phone went off.
“Damn, sorry. Important client”, Greg said as he answered.
“Should we ..uhh do this later?” Dan asked.
“No! No, not you. Ok..uhhh I have that in my car. Can you hold”
Greg hung up the phone. “Ok slight snag. Gotta go to my car and run a few numbers off to my client. Won’t take a sec.”
“Am I just supposed to just stand here naked and tied up?” Dan said incredulous.
“No. “ Greg said as he led Dan to the bed and gestured for him to lie down. “I’ll just cover you up until I get back.”
Tied up, Dan didn't’ see he had much of a choice. He meekly accepted it as the blanket was placed over his head.
Date of Production: 10/12/2008
25 photos; 5:08 video
Tied Player played by Jesse Daniels
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 10/06/2018
26 photos; 5:36 video
Bound Guy played by Jake Hamilton
Bad Guy Played by Adam
Phootgraphy by Caitiff
Date of Production: 10/21/2018
33 photos; 3:19 video
Garrett sat as still as he could, hoping that if he'd do what the intruders had said, no further harm would come to him. As it was, he'd already been roused from his XXXX, manhandled and tied hand and foot. As he sat in the chair, his wrists tied behind his back, and his legs and ankles tightly trussed together, he cursed himself for calling in sick that morning. But it was Friday, and he was dying for a day to just kick back and relax. As he heard the two home invaders rustling around upstairs, he realized what a lousy decision that had been.
Garrett's body tensed up as he heard footsteps coming downstairs. Not daring to speak, he watched as they packed up his DVD player and laptop.
"Gag the fucker!" one said to the other, who removed a red bandanna from inside his jacket and began tying a thick knot in the middle of it.
"Please, no," Garrett squeaked, his throat dry with fear. "I've done what you've asked. I haven't moved or made any noise."
"Yeah, good thing, too," said the one knotting the bandanna, "or we'd have fucked you up!"
He stepped behind Garrett and jammed the thick cloth knot into his mouth, pulling the ends of the bandanna tight behind his head and double-knotting it.
"Urummmpphhh!" Garrett complained, as the cloth gag filled his mouth.
"Shut the fuck up, asshole, or I'll wrap your head in duct tape!" the one who'd gagged him growled.
"Let's check out the den," the leader said, and the two burglars left their victim alone again.
Garrett realized it was his only chance to escape. If he could just hop over to the front door, surely Mr. Jenkins next door would be pottering around in his garden like he always was. Garrett struggled to his feet. With his knees bound so tightly, it wasn't easy to balance. Somehow he managed, and made his first hop...
then another...trying to be as quiet as possible. The front door was only a few feet away, but it seemed impossibly far....at least five more hops....and if he tipped over....
"What the fu..get over here, asshole!" Garrett's heart sank as he heard the surly voice of one of the burglars. A pair of rough hands grabbed him, spun him around, and a fist pounded into his flat stomach.
"Mowwmmpppfff!!" grunted Garrett, as he fell helplessly to the floor.
"Yo! Gimme some more a dat rope!" said his attacker.
"You're lucky I don't bust you up, fool," he said, as he would more rope around Garrett's wrists and worked him into a hogtie, "But I don't got time."
Garrett grunted in pain as the rope was pulled taut lifting his feet until they were almost touching his hands.
More helpless than ever, he lay there, hogtied and gagged, while his place was cleaned out. The two burglars double-checked his knots and gag, then snickered and left through the kitchen.
Garrett let out a long breath, and began to struggle on the rug. It would be a VERY long afternoon.
The End
Garrett played by Aaron
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/14/2007
19 photos
“Damn, not so tight!”, Reggie bitched as his friends bound hs hands behind his back.
“We gotta make it look good.” Dave, said as he worked on the knots.
“You don’t have to.. Mmpph!”, Reggie’s complaints were cut off as a strip of tape was plastered over his mouth. Reggie then had more rope tied around his body. Gagged and bound, reggie could only stare at his friends as he began to have second thoughts.
It had seemed like a good idea. His friends would tie Reggie’s ass up and take a few of the valuables in the house. Then when his girlfriend came home, he would get tonnes of sympathy and they would have to finally get that entertainment centre Reggie had been wanting. The insurance would pay for it all and Everybody would be happy.
But as he twisted in his bondage, Reggie realised he was really tied up. He would not be getting free until somebody let him go. But with this damn tape gag he certainly couldn’t back out now.
Dave pushed Reggie down on the floor while Jerry and Tom picked up Reggie’s old crap. The PS/2, the worn out VCR and the 10 year old television, they all were taken away. They even took the little boom box stereo. Reggie comforted himself with thoughts of the new stuff he was going to be getting. Reggie could see a huge plasma television and a blue ray and a Wii and probably an entertainment centre.
His friends were not gentle as they moved The old stuff out. Jerry practically shoved Reggie out of the way as they walked the TV out the back where no one would see.
“Mmmmm!”, Reggie protested but gagged that meant very little. Reggie heard a crash from the kitchen and practically jumped out of his skin.
“Sorry. My bad.”, Reggie heard one of his friends say. “Dropped a glass.”
“Don’t worry about it. It adds realism.” Reggie heard Tom say.
Don’t worry about it! These guys could be a bit more careful with his stuff.
“All right sunshine, time ot finish you off.”, Dave said as he lifted Reggie up to his feet and pushed him towards the couch. Reggie knew Dave was just kidding but he still wished his so called friend wouldn’t be so rough. and what did he mean, finish him off? Reggie was already bound and gagged. What more could they do to him?
Reggie hadn't’ considered he could have been hog tied. After he was laid on the couch, his feet were tied closely to his hands with more rope, leaving Reggie into a nice neat little package. Reggie was now really uncomfortable. He was also in way too deep now.
“Ok, that’s the stuff. We’ll see you in a week so it doesn’t look suspicious. Your girl should be home in an hour. “, Dave said as he and the rest of Reggie’s friends finished up. “Hang tight!” reggie groaned at the horrible pun.
Soon he was alone. Reggie rolled around to test the ropes and as before, found he could not get free. he was stuck. Thank god his girlfriend, Julie would be home soon.
From the hallway, Reggie heard the phone ring and then the machine pick up. Julie’s voice came on, probably to say that she was at the airport and coming home.
Or not.
“Hey Honey. The airline screwed up my flight. I’m stuck in Denver for at least another day or more. I probably will be home tomorrow. I hope. Oh and I’m sorry but I forgot to mail off some of the bills like the renter’s insurance. But the guy said as long as we don't’ get robbed between now and when I get back, it should be ok. You take care. later. ”
Oh shit.
The end
Model: Matthew
Phootgraphy by Caitiff
Date of Production: 04/21/2008
35 photos; 4:46 video
YOU THINK I’M PLAYING?
by SoftTouch
“What are doing Jerome?”
“Me…? What—I ain’t doing nothing.”
“And you’ve been doing nothing every day for a week now. Did you see that note I left for you out in the kitchen?”
“Uh, no, I ain’t made it out to the kitchen yet.”
“That does it!” Oh my Gosh!
“I ain’t playing with you no more!”
Wash had lost it! He had really lost it! He was going to go ahead and shoot me, just like that. “Now wait a minute Wash, I can explain—“
“I don’t need no more words from you!”
Wash threw this big roll of tape right at me.
“Start peeling and pasting, I don’t want to see none of your mouth.”
“But Wash—“
All of a sudden my hands were shaking so bad I could hardly peel pieces of tape off of that big roll. By now Wash had moved that shiny XXXX around so that I could see right down the barrel and there was a big bullet in there just waiting to come out after me. So I plastered piece after piece of that tape over my mouth until my lips were sealed shut, hoping that maybe that would keep him happy, but it didn’t.
“Those clothes you’re wearing, you don’t deserve them, take them off!”
Now I was getting really scared and my fingers were getting all tangled up in my clothes as I tried to pull them off . Would he do it? Would he really do it? That’s what I kept wondering until I could feel a cool breeze blowing against my birthday suit. I closed my eyes and put my hands up, hoping that he would understand that that’s what people did when they were saying “Please don’t shoot me.”
“Get on the couch. I’ve got other ways of teaching you what you’ve got to learn.”
I jumped on the couch, too relieved at not being shot to think much about what he was going to do now. Then he threw a whole bunch of ropes at me and then grabbed my body in his big hands. And then his mouth started going and didn’t stop while he told me all of the things he had told me to do which I hadn’t done, and the more he talked, the more angry he got and the tighter he wrapped those ropes around my body so that I was whimpering way back in my throat before he was done.
And then he hit me with the stunner.
He was going out for awhile. When he got back, he expected that I would have done what had told be to do when he wrote me that note. And, if I didn’t get it done, then he knew some ways to get some real tears out of me.
The door closed with a bang and he was gone.
To hell with him! The only thing I was going to do was to get out of here .
The first thing I needed to do was to get rid of these ropes. I needed a knife.
So I hopped and I hopped until I was finally out in his kitchen. Then I turned my body around and finally managed to get my tied hands to open the drawer where he kept the knives.
But there were no knives in there, only spoons. How was I going to cut myself loose with a spoon?
And then I saw his note on the fridge. How was I going to clean knives if I couldn’t find no knives?
And then it hit me. He had hidden those knives somewhere so that I couldn’t find them.
But I would fool him. I would find those knives, and I would get them all clean, and I would be waiting with a great big smile when he got back.
Now, if I was a knife, where would I be hiding?
THE END
Jerome played by Andre
Photography by Caitiff
20 photos; 8:40 video
Model: Mike
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/23/2018
20 photos; 6:08 video
First Leather Man played by Jon Storm
Second Leather Man played by Dante
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 04/15/2018
29 photos; 4:57 video
The Second Time
Kirkone
Nick sat in the chair in the hotel room and waited, his heart pounding with anticipation. He could not believe he had gone this far. The first time was last week, a day after graduation. He had been chatting with him for years, and they arranged a meeting.
“Tie me up,” Nick had said - his voice quivering as he spoke his darkest secret.
“You have never been tied up before? I find that hard to believe as I read your stories – they are so real.”
“Never,” Nick said. “Always in my head.”
“OK, just relax. And if it gets uncomfortable, let me know”
Nick nodded. Is hands were shaking as he put them behind his back and for the first time felt the bite of the rope across his wrists and ankles, the feel of the cloth between his teeth, and the darkness of his eyes blinded.
“OK, try to get out.”
Nick trashed against the rope. He was tied snug. He really did not want to get out. As agreed, he was left alone for an hour. When his new friend returned, he cut him free. Nick rubbed his wrists. He was hard as a rock.
His daydream was ended by a sharp XXXX at the door. Nick opened it, and his buddy was back. But this time he was wrestled to the ground, and quickly bound at his wrists. Nick’s heart was exploding in his chest as he struggled in the game: his mouth was stuffed and taped and his ankles roped. Dumped on the bed, he awaited with great anticipation what was going to happen next.
It was then that he felt there was something wrong.
A second man entered the room.
“Here are his car keys. Bring the car to the front.” Nick was puzzled why they would move his car until he watched his friend empty his wallet of cash and cards, and remove his jewelry. “He moaned an “OH NO,” as he began to feel betrayed. The other returned, and both men threw Nick on his belly. One shoved his wrists torturously high behind his back, sending waves of agony through his shoulders, neck and back. The other pulled his hair back, ripped the tape off his mouth, and put a knife to his throat. “All your ATM codes – debit and credit, QUICK! AND NOT ANOTEHR FUCKING WORD!” Nick was so afraid he could not think, but another jerking of his arms behind his back XXXX the numbers from his mouth.
Again he was gagged. “Hogtie him!” They pulled his ankles behind his back and bound them to his hands.
“Enjoy your second time SUCKER!”
After six hours of struggle Nick was still tied up. The maid heard his gagged pleas for help and found his bound and gagged.
The car was never found. They had robbed him of five grand.
But Nick did not mind.
He was online the next day thinking about his upcoming third time.
The End?
Nick played by Himself
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/15/2008
32 photos
“Yeah, I like the development in my arms, biceps, triceps, and forearms: a lot of strength development,” Leo said to his P.T. who had come to make an unusual “house call.” He had suggested to Leo that he try a new method he was developing to maximize flexing with resulting muscular development.
“It’s bigger than steroids!” the P.T. said.
“OK, let’s try it,” Leo said, flexing his powerful arms in his wife beater. “What do I have to do?”
The P.T.’s heart was racing in his chest. He knew this was a set-up. He had fantasized for weeks about having Leo bound and gagged. “Have to go slow and careful,” he thought. With missing a beat he blotted out: “Well, put your arms behind your back so I can bind your wrists with this rope here!”
Leo had a strange look on his face, “Say what?”
“Put your arms behind your back so I can tie up your hands. You will feel the stress of your upper arms at your sides, staining especially your triceps. As your work to get free, your biceps too get a full workout --- better than curls!
Leo smiled. “Sure,” and put his hands behind his back. His P.T. crossed his wrists, and soon the clothesline was tight and snug around his crossed wrists. Leo felt it to be a little too tight, but decided to say nothing so as not to look like a wimp.
“There, now break free and be sure to flex your arms a lot.” Leo began to turn his wrists and lift his bound hands up and down his back, flexing his biceps against his sides. He noticed a surge of power in his arms. “Hey, I think you have something here. This is a workout for sure,” Leo stated as his struggled against the ropework on his hands, numbing up as he spoke. “Listen: why not tie me up all the way? I could give my legs a workout at the same time.
The P.T.s heart jumped to his throat. “Sure. Put your legs together.” Leo complied as his feet and legs were bound with the rope. “Say, to make this real, let me gag you like you were robbed and the robber left you all tied up!” Leo smiled. “Go ahead!” He took out Leo’s workout bandanna from his back pocket as used it as a gag. Leo smiled.
“OK, Escape. And flex those muscles. I’m going to take some pictures to ‘debrief’ you latter.
Leo nodded and began to struggle and flex. He got to his feet, and began to hop to the door, somehow now excited about being all tied up. He even got to the doorknob and tried to open it. The P.T. sensed Leo was into it as he clicked pictures, and grabbed him and shoved him to the floor. “Trying to escape? You’re my hostage!”
Leo played along and kept struggling, finally getting the gag out of his mouth. It fell down his chin and he looked up at the trainer:
“Say, you got any more rope in there. I think you should tie my arms, then hogtie me, and, if you go to the closet, there is some duct tape. Make this gag good. And tape my eyes.
As you could imagine, the Physical Trainer was all too happy to comply as he tightly hogtied Leo, photographing his flexing and sweating as Leo learned the way of the rope.
The end
Lee played by Arturo
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/18/2008
25 photos; 5:59 video
Model: Mickey O'Shea
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/15/2010
22 photos; 4:25 video
The Cowboi played by Rick
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 04/11/2018
25 photos; 4:23 video
Bound Guy played by Jesse Daniels
Masked Guy played by Nick Armor
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 09/26/2018
25 photos; 5:56 video
Bound Guy 1 played by Adam
Bound Guy 2 played by Evan
Date of Production: 05/02/2018
28 photos; 6:17 video
“Fuck You!” Todd yelled at his asshole of a boyfriend.
“No, fuck you!” his asshole of a boyfriend yelled back.
And so it went, each screaming at the other louder and louder. Finally Todd ended it like
he always did, by running away. He practically jumped out of the car while it still moving.
Fortunately his boyfriend wasn't’ such an asshole that he didn’t hit the breaks, probably saving Todd from breaking his neck.
Todd got out of the car, slammed the door and stormed off. Having had enough of his bullshit, Todd’s boyfriend drove off.
Great what now? Todd asked himself as he looked up and down the long deserted country road. He tried his cell phone only to get no bars at all.
“Shit!”, Todd yelled at no in particular. This was not the first time his temper had gotten him in trouble, Just an hour before he had insulted a guy at a bar where he and his boyfriend had been drinking. The guy had been livid. Good thing for Todd that his friends had been there.
Todd heard a car coming up from behind. Great a ride, Todd thought but soon changed his mind when he saw the driver. It was that guy from the bar. Oh great, this day was just getting better and better.
“Hey!”, The guy said as he got out of his car.
“Hey what?”, Todd retorted. Admittedly neither was going to win any come back awards.
The smart thing would have been to leave it at that, to walk away. However, Todd’s temper had already flared up again and he was not going to back down. In a display of bravado, Todd threw his jacket onto the ground.
And so the cycle continued. Todd gave a snide comment, the guy retorted and on it went. What Todd did not expect however, was how quickly it got physical. The guy grabbed Todd. Despite his best efforts, Todd couldn't’ break loose. Then things got worse when his attacker took out some rope.
Todd had never been tied up before and couldn’t believe how quickly he was made helpless. Before he knew what was going on, Todd found his hands bound tightly behind his back and more rope around his chest. Now tied up Todd began to realize how screwed he really was.
“Help! Somebody help me..mmmmpphh!”, Todd’s plea for help were cut off as the guy covered Todd’s mouth with tape. Soon nothing could be heard from Todd but incoherent moaning through his tape gag.
“Not so smart mouthed now, are you?”, Todd’s attacker gloated as he shoved his captive around to the back of his car.
Todd did not like where this was going. Clearly he was now being XXXX. The guy was forcing him into the back of his car. Unfortunately Todd had even less power to resist then he had before, being bound and gagged.
Though he tried to fight, Todd soon found himself stuffed into the trunk.
“Mmmpphhaammmm!”, Todd tried to make the guy see reason but the gag made everything he said into pitiful moaning. Desperately Todd tried to struggle to get free from the ropes but the ropes held him fast. Todd’s attacker seemed to really enjoywatching his hostage squirm in the bondage.
Hope you are having fun because you’re going to stay bound and gagged for a long time. I have got so much planned for you and there’s nothing you can do or say about it.”
“Mmmm!”, was all Todd could say before the door of the trunk was slammed shut. Todd could hear the car start soon after and begin driving off to who knew where.
In hindsight, Todd’s boyfriend had not been such an asshole after all. If only Todd had kept his big mouth shut. Now he had a gag to do it for him. Too bad Todd had learned that lesson too late.
The End?
Todd played by Andrew
The Angry Guy played by Zac
Photography by Zac
Date of Production:04/14/2010
20 photos; 3:57 video
“Hello, my good sir” I said as the door opened. “Can I have a moment of your time to tell you how this body lotion can improve your sex life.
“No, you cannot.” The guy answering the door said. “I am sick and tired of you people and your stupid products. I am trying to relax after a hard day’s work and I get bothered with this crap. You can take your fuckin product and shove it up your ass.”
After his long rant, he slammed the door in my face. I just stood there outside flabbergasted; I can’t believe someone could be so mean to me. I mean, I work hard to. It isn’t easy going door to door selling sex lotion. I started to shake my fist; I’m going to get this little prick for yelling at me.
This time, I pounded on the door. I saw the door swing open followed by a loud WHAT???!!! I must admit, my anger got the best of me because as soon as I saw his face, I punched him as hard as I could. I was so strong that he feel face down a few feet where I hit him.
“Oh great”, I thought as I entered the house to check up on him. “I hope I didn’t’ hurt him much”.
I checked his pulse, he was fine. I think he’s just unconscious; “Oh good”, I thought. “Hmmm, you know, while I’m here, I wonder if there’s anything good to take.”
I looked around while the guy was passed out on the floor; I ran back as soon as I heard moans of recovery.
“Hmm ok. Guess I’ll have to tie this guy up then.” I said as I threw him over my shoulder. I tossed him onto the bed and ruffled through the drawers for some rope. After a minute, I found some in his underwear drawer. “Weird”, I thought “But whatever.”
I took the rope and started tying this guy’s wrists. After I tied them together tight, I was scared that his strong buff arms could break through my novice knots; so, I decided to also tie his elbows together too. Using the rope, I connected both elbows together and tied them really tight.
“Ok” I sighed. “Now to tie his feet so he can’t kick me with his strong muscular legs.” I noticed that the guy started to move his arms.
“Crap!” I rushed to his feet. “I got to hurry”.
I quickly tied his ankles together and stepped back before he woke up. Then, I realized that when he wakes up, he gonna bitch me out like before; I dug through his drawers
one more time and this time, I found a black bandana. I took that bandana and shoved it into his mouth and tied it real tight; then I stepped back and waited for the fireworks to start.
The guy started to come to; after trying to get up, he realized that he was tied up and gagged.
“MMMMMPH” he screamed at me. “MMMMMMMMM!!!!”
I was actually a little scared of him so after he clamed down, I told him that I was going to rob him. That made him even angrier; I was so scared that I froze with fear as he rolled around on the bed. I watched him try and get loose fearing that he would. He pulled on those ropes hard; I could see his hands turn red. I also saw his feet turning red as they also struggled against my ropework; I was actually surprised my knots survived this long. The gag didn’t stop the guy cursing me out; he said things like “MMMPH bastard” and “MMM get MMMM you”.
After watching this guy struggle for a few minutes, I finally snapped out of my fear.
“I need to get some money now and get out before he frees himself” I encouraged myself. I finally left the guy on his bed while I went through the house looking for money and/or valuable stuff to pawn. I was at the other side of the house when I heard the front door open.
“Wait.” I stopped looking. ‘What was that?” I ran back to the bedroom to discover that a tan muscular man wearing a tee-shirt, shorts, and sneakers was looming over my captive. He noticed me and charged right at me. I was to shocked to do anything and pretty soon I was on the ground with the tan guy on top of me pinning my hands against my back.
“What did you do to my boyfriend Rick, you prick?” the tan guy yelled me. I tried to lie to him, but as soon as I opened my mouth he gagged me with his own hand.
“MMMMPH” I screamed.
“Ok, now hold still!” the tan guy said. He grabbed the rest of the rope I used to tie Rick. In just you were wondering, Rick was still tied up on the bed. After a few minutes, I was fully tied; both hands and feet were bound.
“Now, just lay there for a while ok?” the tan guy said. “While Rick is tied up, I think we’ll go play. You be good now, ok?”
The tan guy teased and tickled Rick while I was tied up on the floor. I feel asleep after the first hour of it; I don’t know if I will be released, but for right now, Goodnight.
The End
Rick the Victim played by JMZ
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/11/2009
28 photos
Brett groaned and mmmphed through the cloth and tape that held him tightly gagged. He was dressed in his wrestling singlet and had been bound hand and foot, XXXX just before the big meet. The XXXX that had been XXXX up his nose was having some lingering effects, and the room was spinning as he focussed on his XXXX, not an altogether bad-looking fellow in his mid-thirties and big-boned, attractive but very offbeat. He rubbed his crotch as he watched Brett struggle.
"I win, you know," he said. "Not you."
Brett moaned through the gag and struggled with all his might, to no avail.
"This is it, you know," the guy continued. "This is forever. It's just your bad luck that you'd be wrestling with my nephew today. But I can't let you win." He fingered the ropes that held Brett tight, every once in a while playing with a nipple or whatever else struck his fancy. Brett moaned and struggled, and felt utterly helpless as his asshole relaxed in anticipation of what would surely be the guy's reckless assault with his fingers and anything else he wanted.
"So here's what's gonna happen," the guy said, caressing Brett's face and planting a big kiss on his forehead. "I'm gona have my way with you. For as long as I want to. Days, weeks, months. Any way I like. If I want to ungag you and kiss your sexy mouth, I'm gonna do that. But your gag will go right back on when I'm done. If I want to ungag you and stick my dick in your mouth, I'm gonna do that. But your gag will go right back on when I'm done. More importantly, I can do whatever I want to you. I can lick anything of yours I want, I can suck anything of yours I want, I can fuck anything of yours I want. Do you understand?"
Brett moaned again through his gag and nodded furiously.
"Good," the guy said, planting a big kiss squarely in the middle of Brett's gagged mouth. "Let's start with this."
THE END?
Brett played by Mike
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/04/2006
22 photos; 6:37 video
Model: Uriah
Model: Chad
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/11/2011
26 photos; 4:39 video
Model: Matthew
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 04/21/2008
25 photos
"YOU KNOW WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN?"
By SoftTouch
"You know what's gonna happen to you now?"
"I didn't do nothing, Boss."
"You got diarrhea of the mouth, Louie."
"I just told my brother-in-law, that's all."
"We know, and now you gotta pay. First we're gonna shut that big mouth of yours. And then we're gonna ship you out to the farm."
"Mmhat marm?"
"You don't know about the farm, Louie? That's where we plant all of that hazardous waste stuff out in the swamp. Got a crew of guys just like you. We feed them turnips, cabbages and grits. Turnips, cabbages and grits every day until they get too skinny to work. "
"Mmo! Mmou man't moo ghat goo me!"
"'Course you don't want to work, we can plant you right away. Now you stay right here. I've gotta make a couple of calls."
The Boss was crazy. I was crazy. This whole mess was crazy. I had to get out of here!
There wasn't anybody watching me. If I could make it out to the kitchen?
Yea, so far so good. Now I just needed something to cut these ropes with. It wasn't easy all tied up like this, but I managed to get a drawer open. And then I fished around inside until my fingers came up with A dipper? No, you idiot! You need something sharp!
A knife! Yes, that was it! Now if I could just cut these ropes?
"Louie, you're just about the dumbest slob I've ever seen!"
"Mmo mease, Moss. MmI mon't mike mabbages."
"Shut up or I'll stuff you in a barrel right here!"
"Now get down on that floor and roll over on that big belly of yours. I'm gonna have to tie you up like one of those turkeys."
"Mmease, Moss! Mmon't met ghem make me!"
"Now Louie, don't worry. You see you've got it all wrong. It's not the cabbages you have to worry about. It's all those grits. They taste terrible!"
"Now you just lie real quiet now. Pretty soon now the truck will be here to take you away, and then all of your problems will be solved."
THE END
Louie played by Anthony
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production 05/23/2002
24 photos; 3:16 video
Model: Matthew
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/10/2013
28 photos; 5:00 video
The Burgler played by Wolfric
The Home Owner played by Garretjan
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/19/2011
25 photos; 5:08 video
Model: GarretJan
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 04/11/2013
24 photos
There was this hot fucking guy in the football team at my college, Drew, I always wanted a piece of him, but could never get my act together to hold a decent conversation with him, since I wasn't into football there wasn't a lot we could talk about.
He must have noticed my eyes on him in the corridor and in the classroom, but he never acted on it. I'm a straight acting, well built guy myself so I guess either he wasn't interested or he never worked out why I looked at him.
Lucky for me I have a good friend in the football coach here on campus, he's only a few years older than me, we grew up together. He knows I'm gay and enjoys teasing me with stories of the boys in the team. And he knows I have a major soft spot for Drew.
As we're in most of the same classes, sometimes Barry, the coach, tells me to pass on messages to Drew, reminding him of the times of training, whatever I can find to use as an excuse to talk to the dude basically!
But this one time as we were getting to the end of our final year in college, I thought I'd keep this little piece of information to myself. I was supposed to tell him that training for that afternoon was canceled, but I had a better idea!
This would work if he didn't get to talk to anyone else in the team, so it was a longshot. I'd dreamed of him bound and gagged for so long, I was at boiling point and this seemed like my last opportunity before he disappeared out of my college and out of my life.
By 5 pm, the football ground was desolate. The kids had all gone home from school and I was waiting in the shadows for my beefy prey. My car was parked just the other sides of the stalls, well not mine but an old thing that had been left at the janitors for months that I happened to know was not being used. I was dressed in black and wearing a black balaklava.
At 5.10 precisely Drew appears, Barry always told me Drew was infamous for his lateness. He takes a seat in the stalls with his bag, I have to act quick at this point because I know the dumb guy ain't so dumb that he'll figure out there's no practice soon.
With my replica .45 I move towards the dude and grab his shirt, mmm, he looks so good.
"You're coming with me, punk, no arguments", I say and wave the "XXXX" in his face.
Naturally he obliges and I push him onto the back seat of the car.
He's looking at me with bewilderment, but before he can say anything I tape his mouth shut, tight across his lips.
Then I say "Get your hands together in front of you, kid" and he obliges and I tape them together tight too! His ankles are next, taped tight together.
MMMMM, my dick is BIG in my pants!
He slouches down in the seat, WHAT A FUCKING PICTURE, gotta remember this scene forever!
This hottie bound & gagged in the back of my car? Not in a million years! Yet here he was! I savored the moment and added another strip of duct to his mouth for good measure, then I grabbed his gagged face and said,
"Don't worry kid, I ain't gonna hurt you, we're just gonna go for a ride and if you behave I may even buy you an ice cream!"
"MMMMMWWWWWWAAAAA?"
"Behave boy", I said and flashed the replica again. Ah, control!
I ripped off a strip of duct and sealed it across his eyes,
"This is a mystery trip, dude", I said.
I'm surprised we got to our destination in one piece because my eyes spent much more time looking in the rear view mirror at my squirming, buff captive than they did on the road.
I was only driving the dude back to his place, I knew where he lived and knew there wouldn't be anyone around and I thought I could just leave him there without worrying as he was only tied with tape he'd soon wrestle himself free after i was gone.
We pulled up and in my husky bastards voice I told him "We're here" and I got out and dragged him out of the car.
His body language was all kinda dejected as he stood, all taped up and defeated, against the car and if my cock weren't so hard I might've felt a bit guilty.
I pushed him to the ground so he was sat on his derriere.
"I'm gonna untie your hands for a moment kid, but any funny business and you'll face the XXXX, ok?"
"Mmmmpppppffff", he said, wasn't he a good lad?
I ripped off the duct and pulled his hands behind his back where I taped them together tightly at the wrists. Mmmmmm that looked much better.
"Bet you're wondering why the hell I'm doing this to you, hey boy and where the hell you are?" I asked.
"MMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPFPFFFF!"
Well, I'm just a horny gay guy who's had my eye on you for awhile, I'm a Leatherman and a bondage master, you know what that means, boy?"
Silence.
I pulled him up to his feet and pushed him up against the wall.
"Thinkin' I want you for my boy, my sub, my slave, kid."
"MMMMMPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFF!"
Drew kinda went crazy at this point and threw himself to the ground where he proceeded to struggle and roll around.
The sight was fucking' erotic!
"It's cool kid, relax", I said. "Your pretty gorgeous and I'd love you for my boy, but I'd never seriously do that to you, like TAKE the rest of your life."
Drew was still for a moment then as I started to walk away he started getting more agitated, as if calling me back.
"You're just outside of your house, bro", I said, "you'll get that tape off in no time, chill out!"
Still, as I got in the car, he continued to scream into the gag and struggle with the tape and I couldn't help wondering, as I drove off, if he was screaming to be set free or screaming because he wanted to be my boy. Or maybe he just wanted his ice cream. Guess I'll never know.
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Drew played by Himself
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/15/2003