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"Dude, dude, dude...shut up. Wait! Wait! You know i love you right? Right?"

Ginger (his real name was Harry but we called him Ginger due to his hair) and I had just got back to his hotel room after dinner. And by dinner, I mean "many, many, MANY beers." I hadn't seen him in awhile, and he was in town to attend my wedding. He wasn't my best man, but close to it. We had been inseparable in college, and he had actually introduced me to my fiancee Kelly. They had been in the same Sociology course, become friends, but she had rejected his come-ons so he had good-naturedly introduced her to me at a party.

Except, that it turns out he wasn't so good-natured because when our XXXX got to the tearful confession part of the evening, he told me he had hit on her numerous times AFTER her and I had become a couple. Which meant our entire senior year in college, Ginger had been trying to get with my girl. I was reminded why Kelly was such a great girl. My asshole friend had hit on her constantly behind my back, and she didn't say a word about it because she knew how close Ginger and I were. I was also reminded what a scumbag Ginger could be. Despite it having been years ago and having just found out about it, I was gonna go for the payback.

"No, no, it's fine, dude. I understand. Hey, Kelly's hot and you were horny. I get it. Totally."

I helped Ginger to the bed. He collapses facedown, already storing. Looking at his jeans-covered butt, I had the perfect plan. Oh, we'd stay friends. Despite being a horndog, he had been there for me time and time again. But bringing him down a notch or two was going to be fun. Maybe not so much for the maid.

I looked around the room. There we go. Red sashcord from the hotel room's curtains. The soft black tie from Ginger's cheesy bathrobe. And the dingy rope he used to secure his duffel bag because he was too cheap to buy a new one. And top it off, the sweaty bandana I had in my back pocket from mopping my brow. I was working as a landscaper to raise extra bucks for my wedding.

Ginger didn't stir. Not a peep. Not even as I quickly employed all my former Boy Scout knot-tying skills to tie his wrists behind his back with the bathrobe tie. Not even when I knotted his ankles together with the sashcord. And not even when I tied my sweaty bandana in his big yap. It was kinda fun using all the found items I could to tie his lying butt up. Like a bondage scavenger hunt! Truth be told, Kelly and I had partaken in some kinky fun before so this kinda thing wasn't new to me.

I think it was the cool air hitting his jockstrapped ass that finally made him stir. I hadn't left yet, mainly cuz' I wanted to make sure he wasn't nauseous. Gags are funny, but not if there's a choking issue.

"Mmppgghrrr??!" Ginger said. Watching him come to the slow realization that he was completely helpless was hilarious. He tried his wrists. Nope. His ankles nope. I even watched him try to push his gag out with his tongue. No dice, asshole. He finally saw me standing in the corner, hands in my pockets, grinning broadly at him. That's when he freaked!

"MMMPPGGHHRRHR! MMEEE MMMEE MMMMMOOUUFFFH MMMIIISS!" I think he was telling me to untie him. Man, when he realized I had pantsed him and his bare buns were wiggling in his helpless frustration, it made him jerk and writhe some more. He bounced on that bed like he was on a trampoline! His face began to turn red from his struggles.

I slapped his ass and he "MMPPHED" in surprise. I wanted to ask a couple of questions before I left him to his fate.

"You ok?"

"MMPPHH!"

"I'm serious. You in pain?"

He was silent for a second, then shook his gagged head.

"Nauseous? Feel like throwing up?"

He considered, then shook his head again."

"Do you know why you're tied up?"

He just looked at me. I took out his gag with some effort. I had knotted it pretty tightly in his lying mouth.

"Phew! Dude, let me outta this!"

"Answer the question, Ginger."

"Cuz' I hit on Kelly a bunch of times?"

"Yep." I went to put the gag back in.

"Wait! You can't just leave me like this! My ass is hanging out and I can't get untied! COME ON-MMPPGGH!!"

Re-gagging him was a joy. I made sure all his bonds were tight and his bare ass was facing the door to the room so the maid would have full view of Ginger's bare buttcheeks when she came in. I wanted him to experience the maximum humiliation.

"I'm not. Check out time is in six hours. You'll get free. And if you don't, Housekeeping is going to LOVE the tip I left them! See you at the altar, dipshit!"

As I exited, I imagined I could hear Ginger mmmphing that he shouldn't have had so much beer.

The End.

Ginger played by Floyd Fitz

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:05/21/2012