This had to been the worst day of Rex's life. He must have blacked out. He was wrapped up tightly in what felt like a rug. He could feel the ropes wrapped around his wrists, legs, and chest.

Rex started to remember what he was doing earlier that day and how he got himself into this situation. He was at the gym doing his normal routine. He ran a couple miles, used the exercise bike, and lifted weights. After his work out he was in the locker room and took his shower. He walked to his locker, put his boxers on and his tank top, when he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head. As he fell to the ground, he looked behind him and saw a man holding a lead pipe. Everything went dark.

Suddenly, Rex felt hands on the rug as they rolled him over and over until a flash of light blinded him. His eyes adjusted to the light. He saw a man standing over him. He was wearing jeans, boots, and a black hoodie. A black bandana covered his face. Rex had no idea who this guy was, but knew he didn’t like the look in his eyes, especially when the man started to put his hands on him.

The man's hands explored various parts of Rex's body. “You're probably wondering what's going on.” the man said. Rex responded his an angry grunt, unable to speak though the bandana gag and layers of duct tape covering his mouth. “Well let's just say your gym etiquette got you in this situation.”

Rex thought and thought about what happened but couldn't think of anything that could have been considered wrong in the gym world.

The man could tell that Rex was confused. “You probably don’t even think you did anything wrong.” the man said as he gave Rex's nice ass a good hard spanking. “Typical. Well, while you were running on the track, you XXXX over a very handsome man. You didn’t even stop to help him up. Just kept on running. Then on the exercise bicycle, you didn’t even wipe down the equipment as sweating all over it. And the final straw was when you were lifting weights. That man that you XXXX over, came over to use the weights and you tossed him a 20 lb weight at him to “catch”. It XXXX him over again. You laughed, called him a pussy, and went on your way.”

Rex thought to himself. “Yeah, a normal day at the gym. You don’t like it go to another gym.”

“I can tell by the look on your face,” the man said, “that you don’t even think you did something wrong. Well what you didn’t realize is that the man you XXXX over not once but twice has ties with a certain particular mafia. The Gay Mafia, in fact. So he sent a request to our leader, Elton, and his request was approved. So here I am, to teach you a lesson. Plus I get to have a lot of fun with every inch of your body. So it's a win win for everyone.”

Rex struggled against the ropes but to no avail. The man began tickling him and Rex followed with uncontrollable laughter. After what seemed like an hour of non stop torture, the man walked away and said “Now don’t go anywhere. I'm going to get a few more toys to play with. You just sit there and think about how to be a better person.”

The man left the room. Rex, now fully pissed off, struggled against the ropes even harder now. However the knots were too tight. He was going no where.

The End.

Model: Rex
Mysterious Man: Nick007 Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production:02/19/2014