Giving Back by Caitiff
22 photos
“Where is it?”
“Hey, anyone see my IPod?”
“Didn’t we have more DVDs then this?”
It had finally come to a head. For weeks now the Frat house Lambda Kappa Rho had seen stuff go missing. At first no one realized that their missing stuff was part of a larger pattern. But soon the frat house members realized they had a thief in the house and suspicion fell on one of their newest members, Tad. And sure enough, most of the stolen items were found Tad’s room.
Most.
When confronted, Tad admitted that while he had kept a lot of the stuff for himself, he had sold other stuff to pawn shops for beer money.
Tad was given a choice. He could be turned in to the police, which would hurt the house’s rep as much as Tad’s. Or he could make restitution. The stuff that was still missing had to be returned. Unfortunately not only did Tad not recall where he had put all of the claim tickets, he had gone to pawn shops all over town to try to cover his tracks.
Disgusted, the brothers bound Tad’s hands behind him to keep him from trying to make a break for it in case he decided to go back on the deal.
“Look, I said I was sor..MMPH!”, were the last words Tad would say for a while as duct tape was plastered over his lying mouth. More rope was tied around his knees and ankles, binding him up in a tight little bundle.
Tad was left on the steps to ponder his fate as his brothers took the house apart, searching for the claim receipts. The sounds of searching echoed through the house. Although the brothers passed by Tad on the steps, he was persona non grata. They pretended they didn't’ see him as he struggled in vain and moaned pitifully through the thick tape gag over his mouth.
Tad, realizing that no one was paying any attention to him, slowly hopped to his feet. One tied feet, he hopped down the steps and towards the door. If he could get to the door, he thought, he could somehow get out of the house, get free from the ropes tying him up and hide out for a while.
Tad was almost to the door when he heard , ”Hey!” and found himself surrounded by his frat brothers. They roughly grabbed him.
Tad tried to weasel himself out but it was impossible to bull shit when he was gagged. All that could come out were faint “mmphssmmmmm”s .
To make sure he didn't’ try to hop away again, the brothers decided to tie his hands to the banister. Cruelly Tad’’s bound arms were XXXX up and tied in that position.
“MMMMM!!” Tad groaned angrily. He knew he had done wrong but this was going to far. Tad’s arm’s and shoulders burned from the strain. But Tad’s grunting protests went ignored.
“Tape his eyes too.”, One of the brothers said, “So he cant’ tell when ‘s alone. I don't’ want this fucker trying to get away again.”
Sticky tape was plastered over Tad’s eyes. Tad was now tied gagged and blind, totally helpless. Tad twisted his bound body, trying in vain to, if not get free, at least settle into a more comfortable position. The ropes bit into his hands and legs. The tape gag seemed to have become part of his face and the blindfold pulled at his eyebrows.
“All right. We found all of the claim tickets, we think. So a few of us will stay here to watch fuck head here while the rest go to every pawn shop in town. ”
“And if we can’t get everything back?”
”Then we get pay back another way.”
Tad could hear the door close with an ominous thud. Tad prayed all of the claim tickets ha been found. He would have gladly helped them look, especially knowing how they planned on taking anything not found out of his hide. But bound and gagged, Tad was helpless. And that seemed to be the way his frat brothers wanted him.
Blindfolded, Tad had no way to know how long he stood there. Gagged, he couldn't’ even ask the time. His arms burned and no matter how he twisted or turned, he couldn’t relieve the discomfort. To make matters worse, the remaining frat brothers decided to take out their boredom on Tad’s helpless body. Every so often a hand would grab him and punch him. Sometimes the hands even grabbed roughly at his ass and crotch. Tad could do no more then grunt in protest.
After how long, Tad couldn’t say, he heard the door open. Was this nightmare finally over? Had they gotten everything back?
“Ok, we have good news and bad news.”, Tad heard someone say. He didn't like the sound of that.
“The time had expired and they sold off Jerry’s stereo, Jason’s MP3 player and a few other items.”
“So what’s the good news?”
Tad’s ears perked as his spirits rose. Depending on the “good news”, he may get out of this yet.
“We found a few guys who said they would give us the money to buy new stuff.. IF we loan them Tad for a day or two for some fun. . Our only condition is they keep him bound and gagged the entire time and return him so we can have our own fun.”
Tad sagged as much as his body allowed in defeat.
The End
Tad played by Tommy
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/05/2007