Lay Back and Enjoy It by Caitiff
24 photos; 6:50 video
The BlackMailer by Caitiff There he lay on my couch, the little punk. He had been so smug and secure, thinking he could black mail me. But now he was the one XXXX out. I handcuffed him to the railing. I tied his feet to the other side. He would be all stretched with only that flimsy cover all between me and my revenge. He stirred a bit. I was ready for that. I took out a nice thick plug gag. I shoved it into his mouth, latching it behind his neck as tightly as I could. He wouldn’t be able to talk or spit it out. He opened his eyes. He shifted, not realising what had happened to him. Once he felt the ropes around his feet and the hand cuffs around his hands he began to struggle. It was futile of course. But it made me happy to see him slowly realise how fucked he was. “Mmmmm?! Mmpphh mmm Mmmaaphammm!”, He tried threatening me at first. Then I could tell he was begging through the gag. I just smiled. I undid the zipper on his cover all. He went commando so all I had to do was strip him down. I exposed his chest, his nice flat stomach and then I saw the beginnings of his pubes. “Mmmm! MmMMM!”, He renewed his struggling and moaning. He had thought he would get the better of me. Now he was my new toy. I could do whatever I wanted to him. I tied his dick to the railing. He wouldn't move too much now. “I decided instead of money I would give you something else instead.” I said as I pulled out his throbbing cock and began to stroke. I began slowly and then sped up. Then slowed down when he was on the edge. The slowed down again. He moaned, “Mmmmmm... mmmmpphh...” in frustration and anger. I would continue this, breaking him slowly. I would keep him on the edge until he begged me to let him get off. I would make him beg to do to him whatever I wanted. He would learn to never cross me again. The End The Black Mailer Floyd Fitz Photography by Caitiff Date of Production:07/09/2012