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Brad stood by the washing machine, dreaming as he finished his last load of laundry. He looked around him disdainfully. He would be out of this dump soon enough. Just one more day.....and he'd be leaving on a plane for a warm, sunny destination. This job had worked out perfectly - Ivan was completely unaware that Brad had been skimming money from the protection payments, and depositing it in a bank account in the Cayman Islands. It was almost not worth doing laundry to take with him; he was planning on buying a whole new wardrobe when he arrived. But...he didn't want to arouse any suspicions when he boarded the plane, so he needed to take some luggage. The sound of the washing machine drowned out the noise of the door to the basement door opening. Brad was rudely awakened from his day dreams when he heard a voice silkily inquiring "Taking a trip, Bradley? It's not nice to tell the boss that you are going away, especially when it seems that you have developed a bad case of sticky fingers." Oh shit!

"Just stand there like a good boy, Bradley. That's right, put your hands in front of you. There, how does that feel? Tight enough for you?"

"No, no Ivan, this is all a big mistake! I can explain everythi...MMMMPPHH."

"How considerate of you Bradley, to have gag material so conveniently at hand. "

"MMMPPHHHNNNOOOO." Brad was sweating bullets as he was gagged with one of his own freshly laundered socks. He didn't like this situation one little bit. As he was XXXX to walk backwards, with Ivan's XXXX prodding him in the stomach, he tried to think of a way out. Why was Ivan pulling out that stool? Why did he have more rope in his hands?

"Ah, that's much better, my friend. You look quite nice stretched out like that. Everything, or almost everything accessible. Just let me do this. That's better. I had to make sure that you didn't have any concealed weapons, Bradley."

"MMMMNNNNOOOO. GGGSPLAIN." Brad was getting really scared now. Ivan had pulled down his shorts and rubbed that big nasty XXXX of his all over Brad's cock and balls. The metal was hard and cold; Brad was afraid that Ivan might have an itchy finger and pull the trigger while the XXXX was down there.

"MMMOUUUCCCH." Brad screamed into his sock gag as Ivan pulled on his hair. "Explain? You think that you can explain all of the money that has somehow gone missing? Explain how it all ended up in a bank account that doesn't belong to me? How stupid do you think I am, Brad? Now turn around, big boy, and let me have a look at that nice butt of yours."

Brad whimpered into his gag as Ivan fondled his ass, rubbing the cold XXXX over his bare butt. He gulped when he felt it slide between his cheeks. Oh no, Ivan wouldn't do that to him, would he? Hey, what was he doing now? Ivan's hands shouldn't be down there. Oh. Mmmm. Oh. Gee that felt good. Oh yeah, a little harder. Wait a minute, what was he going to do with that rope? OUCH!

"I would advise you not to struggle too much, Bradley. We wouldn't want anything unpleasant to happen down there, would we? I am sure that any sudden movement must be very painful. For instance if I was to tickle your armpits.....you see what I mean. I bet that hurt a lot. You have to be more careful."

Brad moaned as Ivan started playing with his nipple ring, getting his nipple hard and erect. His moans turned to muffled screams as Ivan picked up another long piece of rope. He knew what Ivan was going to do that with that rope. There was no way that he could avoid it; even a tiny movement on his part exerted almost unbearable pressure on his cock and balls. He could only stand there helplessly as Ivan threaded the rope through the ring and tied it off to the overhead pipe. He tried to beg for mercy with his eyes, but Ivan paid no attention.

"That's much better. You don't look at all comfortable Bradley. Just the way I planned it. You have to be taught a lesson. Stealing from the boss is NOT a good thing. And if I do this...I warned you about making sudden movements. No, don't flinch from me, Bradley. Hmm, I think it might be more fun for me if you can't see what is going to happen next. Anticipation is so much fun."

Blindfolded, Brad hung by his wrists, unable to see what Ivan was going to do. Time after time he could feel Ivan's nimble fingers moving over his rib cage, flickering into his armpits, caressing the tender insides of his thighs. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop jerking at each unseen touch. And each movement hurt like hell. He screamed through his gag, but only Ivan could hear his muffled cries.

Finally Ivan stopped tormenting Brad. Brad sighed in relief as the ropes around his cock and balls, and through his nipple ring were released. Then the blindfold was removed. Brad squinted in the sudden brightness. His eyes bulged as he saw Ivan standing in front of him, naked and sporting an enormous erection. Uh oh, this looked like trouble.

" I know that you'll give me my money back, Brad, but I need additional payment for all the trouble that you have caused me. Get ready to enjoy yourself."

THE END

Brad played by Drew

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 01/18/2003