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Kevin looked at his watch as he rapped on the door. He was a bit early for the shoot, but he had a book in his knapsack, and could sit and read if the photographer was busy. This was his first time with this guy – the photographer he usually worked with was on vacation. The door opened.

"Hi, I’m here for the…."

"Hurry up, you’re late. I’ve got a tight schedule today. Hmmm, you’re not what I was expecting. Your picture doesn’t do you justice at all. It is really amazing; I wouldn’t have recognized you. Let’s get to work right away – I might want to take some extra pictures."

Kevin was flattered, though he did think that the photographer was looking at him in a strange way. The guy was practically licking his lips. He felt a slight twinge of unease. Gee, would he be glad when Tory got back.

"Go on into the bedroom and change. You’ll find what you need on the bed."

Kevin stripped down. This was strange; he was sure that the agency had said that he would be modeling a line of new boxer shorts, not these tight white briefs. However, a job was a job. He pulled on the briefs, and walked out into the hall.

"Oh boy. Excellent, just excellent. You really have changed your look since you sent me those sample pictures, but I’m not complaining. Just put this on, and then turn around and bring your arms behind you."

Kevin put on the cap that was handed to him and turned around. This wasn’t quite what he had expected, but he wasn’t the one who was taking the pictures. He turned his head to speak to the photographer.

How do you want me to …hey, what are you doing with that? Stop it! What is this?"

"Good, good, this is great. You’re an actor as well! Why didn’t you mention that in your e-mails?"

"What the hell do you think you’re doing, you per…..MMMMPPHHH!!!"

Kevin’s cries of outrage were cut off as the photographer started wrapping tape around his mouth. Kevin panicked. His hands were tied behind his back, and now he was gagged!

"Just let me put some more rope around your arms….that’s great. Oh, you’re a struggler are you? This is MUCH better than I expected. I know that we did talk about filming this scene – you weren’t entirely sure, and neither was I, but I can’t pass up this opportunity. Just wait one minute."

Kevin was in shock. What the hell had he walked into? He tried to run back into the bedroom, but he slipped on the carpet and fell to his knees.

"You didn’t have to change positions so soon, but this is great. You’re a natural for this kind of work. You can almost read my mind. Now, struggle some more."

"MMMPGGGWHATURDOING? GGGHEELLLPPPPPPMEE."

Click, click, click. Kevin screamed into his gag as he tried to get to his feet. He tugged at the ropes that bound his arms behind him. They were so tight he could feel his hands starting to go numb. All the time he could hear the photographer murmuring, ‘wonderful, great, yeah, scream some more.’

Kevin managed to stagger to his feet. He was going to make a run for it. One of his toes caught the edge of the Oriental runner, and he fell to his side. He mmmphhed in pain. Damn, that hurt.

"Yes, yes. This is absolutely fucking perfect. The poor XXXX victim trying to escape. Why didn’t you contact me earlier? I have some great ideas for another shoot."



"GGGMMMUTALMKINGMMBOUT? MMMMNNOOOOOO!!! GGMMSTOOPPPP!"

Kevin thrashed around on the floor as the tight white briefs were pulled down around his thighs. He was lying face down on the floor, and now his butt was exposed! Click, click, click.

"Just let me turn you over so we get a good view of your…Damn."

Kevin heard the doorbell ringing. "GGGMMHHHEEELLLPPPMEEE."

"That’s OK, you can relax for a while. That must be my next appointment. Don’t worry,thats probably the mail man of soemthing. I’ll get rid of him ASAP, and then I’ll be back for you. This is going to be one of the best scenes I’ve done in a long time. You can relax for a while. I can’t wait to turn you over and see how much you’re enjoying this. You said that you were a big bondage fan, but you have exceeded all my expectations. I’m going to be keeping you busy for a LONG time!"

Meanwhile across town, Kevin's room mate Doug was very bored. He had come for a hot bondage sesison but all this guy wanted to do was take photos of him in his underwear. Supposedly this guy was a photographer or something but what good were photos without a guy tied up in them? Glancing at the memo pad that held the address, Doug noticed that it had been torn off a previose page.

Doug really hoped that he hadn't gotton his memo pad mixed up with Kevin's again.

THE END

Date of Production: 09/18/2003