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"Look at the clock!"

I never should have taken that XXXX. Now I was going to be late for the luncheon. Bad form, as my British colleagues would say. It wasn't every day that you were picked to be the guest of honor, and it sure wasn't every day when the Foundation awarded you a check for $2,000,000 dollars to continue your research.

I didn't need a shave, but I had better have a shower. So I left the front door open for Gerald and hurried into the bathroom. I turned on the shower to warm up the water and then stepped out of my shorts.

All of a sudden, the bathroom door opened and there were two men standing there. One of them was pointing a concealed item at me.

"Forget the shower. You won't need it."

"Yea," the second man said. "You ain't going nowhere."

The second man stepped into the light and I had to look at him twice because he looked exactly like me!

"Who are you people? Where is Gerald?"

"He went for a swim."

"Yea. He was doing one of them breast-strokes."

"If you hurt him--?" I started to threaten.

The guy with the concealed item raised the barrel so that I could look right down its big bore. And then I looked at his face and saw that he wasn't smiling and something went dead inside me.

Then my double pulled some rope out of his pocket and pointed his finger at me. "Turn around and hold real still, else I'm going to have to give you a couple of them love-taps."

I turned around and didn't resist when he grabbed me by my wrists and dragged my arms behind me. Then I felt his big hands wrapping that rope tightly around my wrists like he was enjoying his work. I tried to buy some time.

"I don't know what you guys are after, but it will never work."

"Oh, I don't know." The guy with the concealed item was smiling at me. "The people at your bank were most cooperative."

"My bank?" I croaked while my doppelganger began wrapping and tying another rope tightly all around my knees so that my bare feet were being drawn close together.

"Yes. We explained all about your need to continue your research outside of the country. They've already transferred most of your account to our bank there. And, as soon as we have that big check in our hands, they will be happy to transfer those funds as well."

"You can't do this!"

"Don't be so concerned. We left you a few thousand to live on."

"But how? People know me! They know my signature!"

"Yes, they do. But, with a little plastic surgery, my friend looks just like you, and he has two other talents that makes him perfect for this job. One, he is an excellent forger. And two, he really likes to hurt people."

"But, but.."

"Enough talk! Gag him!"

My doppelganger grabbed me roughly and XXXX me to open my mouth. Then he drew a knotted bandanna between my teeth, separating my teeth and putting a thick cloth knot in my mouth for my tongue to trip over. Then he drew the ends tight and double-knotted them behind my neck. "Down on your knees, bathing beauty!" He shoved me roughly down onto the cold floor.

"We'll leave you in here for awhile, just in case we need you again."

They closed the door and then I heard them jam a chair under the doorknob so that I couldn't get it open. And then they went away.

I hopped over and put my ear to the door, but I couldn't hear them anymore. They must have gone. Gone where? To the luncheon. That's how they were going to get my check. I had to get out of here!

I started struggling against the ropes that were binding my wrists while I hopped around my little bathroom prison looking for something, anything I could cut myself free with. But I couldn't find anything! I started getting desperate and began throwing my shoulder against the door like they did in the movies. It hurt, but I had to get out of here somehow, I had to find a phone to get help.

All of a sudden, the door gave way and I went falling over onto my sore shoulder.

I hopped and crawled like an inchworm out into the living room. It was slow and it hurt every muscle in my body, but I kept going while I kept working my tongue against that big knot in my mouth so I could talk again.

It was almost two o'clock! I had to hurry! I had almost made it over to the phone when I heard the front door opening. It was them! They'd come back! They'd see I was trying to escape!

And then I looked up and saw Gerald.

THE END

A KODAK MOMENT

By Tyler

Lewis woke up. He looked to the clock, and he realized that it was already almost noon, and he hadn't gotten up yet. He had an important client's meeting in a few hours, and he needed to get ready quick. He had been up partying all night last night, on a date with his girlfriend. He was sort of disappointed by the outcome, however. He had asked her to tie him up (being tied up was one of Lewis' fantasies), and she had declined because she thought that bondage was "sorta weird."

Lewis finally found the strength to get up, and he did his morning stretches as he always did. He was wearing a T-shirt and boxer briefs. He then stepped away from the couch, heading over to the bathroom to do his morning routine. He took off his T-shirt, and he looked at his body in the mirror. He thought he looked pretty damn good. But as he was about to open the medicine cabinet to retrieve his shaving cream and razor, an idea entered his mind. He thought about it for a moment, and he looked back at his clock. I still have three hours until the meeting..., he thought. Lewis knew what he was going to do.

If his girlfriend wouldn't tie him up, then couldn't he do it himself? I mean, self-bondage never hurt anyone, did it? He quickly dashed out of the room, and he looked around his apartment for things to use. He found a green bandanna in a drawer that held some of his clothing and accessories, such as his graduation ring and ties. He then walked over to the kitchen and looked into the utility closet. In there he found some nice wads of rope. He grabbed those, and he took some scissors on his way back to the bathroom. When he was back in the bathroom, he dropped the rope, scissors and bandanna and quickly took his boxer briefs off.

He grabbed the green bandanna, and he tied it tightly around his neck. He established a few knots at the back of the gag, just so it would stay good and tight. Then, very precisely, he estimated how much rope he would need to tie his wrists. He got his measure, and he cut the length needed from the huge wad of rope. Then, even more precisely, he tied his wrists tightly. He had been in the Boy Scouts, and he knew how to tie knots every which way, even ropes on his own wrists.

He looked at himself in the mirror. He thought he looked even more good when he was in bondage. Now that he was happily indulged in his fantasies, he began groaning loudly, pretending that he was a prisoner of his girlfriend.

"MMMMMMMMMPH!" he screamed. Oh, it felt so good to be tied up like this. "MMMMPH! MPO! MPHN MPHY MPE!"

While Lewis was yelling as loud as he could through his tight gag, his next door neighbor walked into Lewis' surprisingly unlocked apartment. (Lewis was too XXXX last night to remember to lock it.) Lewis' neighbor was a very muscular man who enjoyed pulling pranks on people and laughing at them. He was one of those assholes that terrorize the weird kid in high school, basically.

Well, Lewis' neighbor (whose name was Jake) was very surprised to see Lewis doing such a thing when he peered into the bathroom. Our little Lewis couldn't see him however, because he was bent over, imagining he was trying to loosen the knots on his wrists. Jake saw this as a golden oppurtunity, and he ran back over to his own apartment. There he grabbed his Kodak camera, and he rushed back over to Lewis' apartment. Lewis was still bent over as Jake stood in front of the door.

"SAY CHEESE!" Jake said as Lewis turned around. He took a picture of Lewis, as he was on his knees "pleading to be untied". Lewis came crashing back to the real world. He looked in fear at Jake who was standing there with his camera. He stopped grunting, and Lewis just stared at muscular Jake, who was wearing a blue t-shirt that was just tight enough to show his enormous build and khaki pants that were just tight enough to show his now enormous bulge.

"Well, what do we have here?" asked Jake.

"MMMPH! MPO MPAY!" screamed Lewis.

Jake understood what Lewis was saying. "Go away? Why should I? I have a nice little show right here, and I don't want leave until the good part's over." Lewis could do nothing but grunt, moan, and slightly rock as Jake took the remaining wads of rope and the scissors. "Let's speed up the process, shall we?" said Jake as he walked closer to Lewis.

Lewis found the strength to stand up, but he could not escape because of the enormous man that stood before him. Jake got down on his knees, and he hurriedly criss-crossed the rope around Lewis' knees, which only made Lewis cabable of jumping. With this new binding, Lewis found it hard to keep his balance and he began bunny-hopping around. Grunting. Meanwhile, Jake was taking pictures of Lewis' agony, laughing about it as he did. He took two of him hopping, and a close up of his face.

"Want more?" asked Jake.

"MPO! MPO MPORE!" screamed Lewis through his gag.

"Okay. More." Jake grabbed the rope, and he cut a rather long strand of it with the scissors. He walked over to Lewis and put him in a headlock. Lewis couldn't do anything while Jake tied the rope in tight knots around his chest. Lewis screamed once more at the sharp pain of the tight rope clamping the skin.

"Oh, those were only the previews!" Jake joked as he took the remaining rope from the chest knot and tied it to the sink head. Lewis couldn't move anywhere now. And as if that wasn't bad enough, Jake took the remaining rope from both the sink and chest knots, and he tied it sharply around Lewis' cock.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPHHH! MPHO MPOD! MPHESE!" Lewis cried as he hurt his dick with every move of his body. Jake then got back down on the floor, and he tied Lewis' ankles with a seperate piece of rope. Jake laughed rauncheously at Lewis' screams and cries of pain, and he took three pictures of it. Jake soon got bored with this position.

"This movie needs action!" Jake said as he used the scissors to cut the rope around the sink and Lewis' cock. Jake kept Lewis' chest tied however. Again, it was hard for Lewis too keep his balance, so he soon became "Jake's little bunny" again.

"Hoppity Hop Hop!" Jake sang as he took some pictures of Lewis' struggle. At one point, Lewis did lose his balance, and Jake got a great ass shot of that. Lewis then fell to the ground, but he managed to break the fall by supporting his body with his feet. Jake was still taking pictures, and soon Lewis lost his balance. Jake took even more pictures of Lewis when he was curled up in the corner of the bathroom, all tied and nowhere to go.

"Well, I guess we've reached the climax." said Jake. He loved these little movie puns that he had been saying through the whole "photo shoot". Jake put the camera in his pocket, and he grabbed Lewis by the feet. He dragged him into the living room. Jake quickly closed the door and locked it. Jake took one more picture of Lewis laying on the carpet, helpless.

"Maybe not." Jake said. "Maybe the fun's only beginning..." Jake took one last picture of Lewis' gagged face, and he quickly went to work...

Fin

Model: Lewis

Photographer: Jake

 Date of Production: 03/15/2002