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     “No, not now,” Paul muttered in his XXXX. He didn't want to wake up from his Saturday afternoon XXXX just yet. But then he began to hear strange noises, and then what sounded like strange voices, so he XXXX himself to open his XXXX eyes.

There were people in his apartment!

At least Paul thought that they were people, but he couldn't really tell. Both of the strange men were wearing sweat suits and their faces were completely hidden under ball caps, dark glasses and folded bandannas pulled up over their noses and mouths so Paul had no idea of what their real faces might look like. And then the bandanna-faces noticed that Paul was awake.

“What're you guys doing?” Paul managed to croak with his dry mouth.

“This one’s not too bright,” Blue Bandanna laughed.

“Yea, what do you think we're doing?” Red Bandanna asked Paul.

“You'd better not be taking any of my stuff!” Paul tried to sound brave.

But then Red Bandanna pulled out a big concealed item and pointed it right at Paul’s face. “Don't even think about making some noise, XXXX Beauty because my “friend” can make a lot more noise than you can.”

“No,” Paul decided, “This couldn't really be happening to him.” It had to be some crazy dream and now Paul was trying really hard to really wake up.

“Where’s that rope we found?” Red Bandanna demanded.

In a flash Blue Bandanna was holding an armload of the ropes Paul kept in his closet. “We going to tie him up, huh?” Blue Bandanna asked hopefully.

“You can't tie me up!” Paul’s voice broke with the shock of the idea.

But on second thought, Paul didn't like the idea of being tied up, but he liked it a whole lot better than the idea of maybe being hurt, so Paul didn't resist at all while Red Bandanna held him and Blue Bandanna chuckled happily while he began wrapping and tying those ropes tightly around Paul’s mostly-naked body.

And then something very strange began to happen. The feeling of all of those ropes hugging themselves against his body reminded Paul of all of the times he had been tied up during Pledge Week when he was going to college, and he felt himself starting to get excited. “No, not now!” he silently cursed his horny body. He didn't dare show these strangers what a little rope could do to him.

“Listen, you can take whatever you want,” Paul surrendered “But don't hurt me.”

“I told you to shut up!” Red Bandanna said angrily.

Then Blue Bandanna held Paul’s mouth shut while Red Bandanna used his strong fingers to smear a wide strip of sticky blue tape over Paul’s lips and cheeks.

“Yea, very nice,” Red Bandanna sneered. “Blue must be your color.”

But Paul didn't care what color the tape was. He only knew that it was hurting his lips where it was pinching them together and now his mouth felt like it was about to XXXX.

Then Red Bandanna pushed Paul’s bound body back on the bed and then looked down at him with cold calculating eyes. “What did you do with that camera you found?” he asked Blue Bandanna.

Blue Bandanna disappeared and then returned in a flash to hand Red Bandanna Paul’s nice new digital camera. “Yea, very nice gadget. Now smile for the birdie.”

Paul didn't want to smile, even if the sticky tape would let him, and he didn't want to have his picture taken like this so he began to struggle away from the camera on the bed.

But Red Bandanna just laughed and began popping the flash off into Paul’s eyes. “Yea! That’s it! Go on, give me some more struggle!”

Paul didn't want to so soon Blue Bandanna was joining in on the fun and posing Paul’s trussed-up body in just the ways that Red Bandanna wanted it.

A hot blush gave Paul’s face a fever and the tight ropes began biting into his tender skin. Then his horny body got confused and thought that Paul was playing a different kind of game so it started getting very excited again and Paul could no longer control himself.

“How about a little cheesecake,” Blue Bandanna laughed.

Then poor Paul fairly shrieked behind his taped over lips when he felt a strange hand on his pajamas and then he felt his pajamas being pulled down further and further until Paul’s private parts were completely bare.

Then Blue Bandanna XXXX Paul to turn over on his back and both Bandannas laughed out loud when they saw the level of Paul’s excitement sticking up between his legs. Red Bandanna took a couple of good XXXX of that.

Then Red Bandanna grabbed Paul’s face and held it hard in his strong hand while he breathed down on Paul. “Okay, Pajama Boy, here’s the deal. We’re taking all of your stuff and we're leaving now. You breathe one word about this to anybody and I'll have these hot XXXX we just took wallpapered all over the web. Understand?”

Paul nodded his head silently and felt all of his excitement ebbing out of him. There was no way that he wanted anybody to see him in those kinds of pictures.

“All right, tie him down!” Red Bandanna commanded.

Paul didn't resist as at all while Blue Bandanna grabbed some more rope and then XXXX Paul into a taut hog-tie. Paul was too ashamed now to even care how much the new ropes hurt him.

And then Paul was only vaguely aware of the two Bandannas while they packed up all of the stuff that they wanted and then carried it all out the door.

Soon the only sound in the apartment was the sound of Paul’s own quiet breathing. A part of him realized that he should be trying to get himself untied, but another part of him was telling him “Not now, later” so then Paul drifted off to XXXX again to finish the Saturday afternoon XXXX that had been so rudely interrupted.

THE END

Paul played by Clark

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 05/21/2006