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 Another long night and things had gone well. Donny was going to get a good deal on the stuff he had gotten tonight. It was so easy to get into people’s houses. he had especially been happy when he came across a lock box in one old house. Donny didn’t know what was inside but he was sure it would be the “Big Score”.
Yes, things had gone really well, Donny thought as he drifted of into a deep XXXX. So deep that he didn’t hear his window being XXXX open. So deep, in fact, that the man who who had broken into donny’s house had time to pour the smelly contents of a brown bottle onto a handkerchief. Donny remained unaware of the man until suddenly the handkerchief was pressed firmly against his nose and mouth!
  “Mmmph! Mmm..ffmmm...mmmmm.....” was all Donny could say as the chemicals in the handkerchief overwhelmed him. Again he drifted off into blackness.
Donny awoke slowly as the XXXX faded out of his system. His first sensation was that his mouth tasted dry and foul. He couldn’t seem to move his tongue at all. Some thing was keeping it to the back of his mouth.
Still groggy, Donny tried to put his hands to his mouth. But they wouldn’t move. In fact, Donny’s entire body seemed to stuck together somehow. In the back of Donny’s still XXXX mind, alarm bells went off.
“Well, looks like XXXX beauty is waking up!”
  Donny’s eyes popped open at the sound of the voice of the man that stood over him. Large and muscular, the man wore a ski mask. But the threat in his eyes was clear enough.
“Mmmmm?!” Donny exclaimed incoherently through the thick gag filling his mouth. what the..? Donny tested the gag, trying to push it out with his tongue but it was far too tightly tied to come out. Vainly, he reached for it with is hands, but he suddenly realized that they had been tightly tied together behind his back. His legs were similarly bound. Donny lay on the bed, bound and gagged, as the man hovered over him.
“You’ve caused me a fair bit of trouble taking my lock box like you did. I paid a lot of money for a good security system to keep that sort of thing from happening and you went through it like it wasn’t there. Do you have any idea of the trouble you’re in?”
  Donny didn’t have a clue but he was guessing it was way more then he was willing to deal with. Any normal person would have called the cops to take care of somebody like Donny. Not XXXX him and play bondage games. Which meant this guy must either be a psycho, out of revenge, or both!
“Mmm-mmpaammmm!?” Donny pleaded. But the man didn’t seem interested in Donny’s whimpers. He turned and began rummaging though the house, apparently for his lock box that Donny had stolen only hours before.
  He had to get out of here, Donny realized. Franticly, he strained against the ropes that bound him. Donny wasn’t a weak man. he was still young and pretty muscular himself. But that strength alone didn’t mean much when you were tied up. After several minutes of struggling and rolling on the bed, ever fearful his captor would come back, Donny was no closer to getting free then he had been before. When the man came back, Donny was still bound, gagged and helpless.
  “Lucky for you I found the box. For all your skill as a thief, you suck as hiding stuff. Guess we could fix that problem. Guys like you can be made to be pretty compliant with the right motivation.”
Donny wasn’t sure he liked the sound of that! If the guy had his stupid lock box, why was he still here? What did he mean “Motivation”? What was this guy going to do? As he lay there, Donny felt totally exposed. Half naked except for a beat up pair of shorts, Donny knew if this guy tried anything, he couldn’t stop him. Though, Donny admitted to himself, being , XXXX was better then being XXXX off.
But the guy did neither. Instead Donny found himself being hog tied so that he was even more immobile.
“Here...”, the man said as he gave Donny a pat on the ass,”You have fun. And get used to being tied up and gagged a lot. being kept immobile is part of the indoctrination process!”
Donny was as confused as ever and even more frightened. This guy was obviously planning far more then a little fun at Donny’s expense.
  “Mmmmmm! Mmmm!”Donny screamed through his gag as he bucked and rolled as much as the gag and bonds allowed. if only he could get somebody’s attention. Donny didn’t mind the police arresting him. That was a hell of a lot better then anything this guy must have had planned.
The man seemed amused by Donny’s panic as he took out a cell phone and hit the auto dial. “The package has been recovered. Plus a bonus prize. Yes. Anybody who can cut through our security so easy has got talent..... No, i don’t think liquidation is a good idea. We can use this..... Yes, the prize is already wrapped up and ready for delivery. I don’t think indoctrination should take too long. ...expect us shortly.”
  The man hung up and keeled so he was eye level with Donny. Donny could only stare into the man’s cold eyes.
“You are a very lucky man. Normally a punk like you would be taken care of for causing us so much grief. But you got talent at getting into places and my employers can use talent like that. Actually, I should say, YOUR employers. Because now they are.”
“MMMMMMMM!!!!” Donny let out a long moan in protest, for all the good it would do.
The man laughed, “ Of course you are going to need a little attitude adjustment. but i will take care of that personally!” The man took out a large bag and began shoving Donny’s prostrate form into it.
And so Donny, break in artist, was taken in by the “Organization”.

Donny played by Gurth
Photography by Caitiff