30 photos; 2:35 video
Dylan was the hot shot at work. People looked up to him for advice because he was a problem solver who didn’t let stress get in his way of anything he wanted. Sometimes Dylan was so overconfident in his decisions, he didn't think how his actions affected the team. Dylan was a winner at heart, and he was not afraid of criticism and wouldn't accecpt crappy excuses.
Dylan’s coworkers hated that fact that he came to work everyday laid back and did nothing of value for the company while his team members worked twice as hard to pull his weight. He flaked off and played Wii all day long at work and stared in the bathroom mirror flexing his muscles and gazing at himself. thinking of how hot he was.
Unfortuanately, Dylan was the President’s son and the manager of the team! He directed his subordinates to do all the work and took most of the credit when he presented the reports to upper management. During the last two praise appraisals, Dylan was promoted twice by his dad to oversee more and more departments, and the workers responsible for the goods only got a miminal raise and no opportunites for advancement. In truth, Dylan sought to use his coworkers talents for his personal gain and hid the fact that credit due is solely the manager’s becasue he lead the team to victory.
One man hated Dylan’s pride, and boy this kid had built up a lot of it! He loved to work out while at work and get to impress all the ladies with his nice beefy frame and confident, but meaningless smile! Dylan once told the team that image is everything, and to him, it was self image. If he could spread out the workload to everyone else, he could do whatever he wanted!
Dylan spent most of his time on the clock daydreaming about becoming a popular male model who made lots of money and do whatever he wanted. He loved to see people falling all over him, which boosted his confidence ratio tenfold! Then he tried to be the hero and save the day by telling you what a great job you were doing and never giving you any reward in the end. All Dylan cared about was taking over his dad’s job, so he could give himself free money to live on and concentrate on his future modeling career. Why? Because Dylan loved his good looks and thought they should be harvested for fame.
“It’s time to teach that boy a lesson and give him a small taste of his medicine!” Mark said to Rick. “Lets give him a model shoot, but a tough one at that!”
Dylan came home to his dark downtown loft to find the lights not working. He reached for a flashlight when there was a large blow to the back of the head! Dylan went out cold.
He awoke in a creepy spider infested basement with dim lighting and two dudes in ski masks starring at him.
“Whaph duh yuf wamph!!” He found himself stuffed with a thick soggy sock in his mouth with a tight bandanna wrapped around his head. He tried to move but his hands couldn’t move nor his ankles. HE WAS TRUSSED UP AND HELPLESS!!
Then flash flash flash the camera clicks and the lights were blinding and hurt his eyes. Dylan squirmed with all his might but his big muscles didn’t nudge the well tied knots that were tightening against his limbs.
Mark grabbed Dylan by his hair and strokes his face and whispers “Don’t you look too cute all opened up for us!” Dylan moaned and turned around and felt his cock poking deep into the carpet - HE WAS NAKED!
Rick stepped in and got more pic XXXX of Dylan’s nicely enlarged cock and his cute little gagged face. Then both XXXXs stripped their masks off to reveal themselves.
“So Dylan; bro...You want to become a popular male model huh?” “What a goal to set for yourself, and look at you now! You’re our next top bound model!” haha Rick dememted towards Dylan’s ear! Dylan was scared now. “So how do we make your new portfolio? Nude and lean? We’ll make sure YOU GET ALL THE CREDIT!”
The End
Dylan played by Zach
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 09/25/2009