Cliff sat on the edge of the bed where his two XXXXs had thrown him. He was still a little woozy from the chemical they had used on him, and his body ached from being crammed into a car trunk. As his senses cleared up, he took stock of his predicament. Yes, his father was rich, and Cliff was the black sheep of the family, but he had never really thought about being XXXX for ransom. Now he sat on a bed, tied up and blindfolded, wondering what would happen next.

"Take off his blindfold", he heard.

The red bandanna was removed from Cliff's eyes and dropped on the bed next to him. He blinked a few times then gasped involuntarily as he saw two men standing in front of him, both wearing ski masks that made them look even scarier. Cliff didn't want to show any fear, but he had to gulp a few times before he could speak.

"Who are you guys? What do you want...?" he squeaked, his voice sounding embarrassingly high-pitched.

"Shut up, kid," the taller one said, "Gag him!"

"No...please....", Cliff protested, as the shorter guy snatched up the bandanna that had been used to blindfold him. He watched as the man twirled the cloth in his hands, tying a thick knot in the middle of the cloth. He knelt behind Cliff on the bed.

"Open up, kid", he ordered.

As the taller XXXX aimed a pistol at his chest, Cliff knew he had no choice. He opened his mouth and grunted as the cloth knot was shoved in and the cloth was pulled and tied tightly behind his head.

"Urrgh...ummmppphh", Cliff moaned as he was XXXX to bite down on the cloth.
The one who had gagged him gave him a push, and Cliff toppled over onto the bed. "How's that, boss?" the gagger asked.
"It'll do for now. You gotta keep them gagged, or else they whine and complain a lot." "Got it", his partner said.
"Now get some more rope and tie up his feet and legs."
"Uh, oh, boss...."

"What?"
"I forgot to pick up that extra rope you told me to get before we snatched him."

Cliff sighed with relief. He was already tied up pretty tightly, and he was glad there was no more rope to use on him.

"You do lt!" the leader sXXXXped angrily at his not too bright partner. "OK, here, use this duct tape."

"Yeah, OK, boss!"

Cliff cringed at the sound of the duct tape being stripped off the roll. But he lay still as it was wrapped around his jeans-covered ankles over and over, growing tighter and tighter, pressing his shins and ankles together.

"That OK, boss?"

Cliff was amazed. It almost seemed like the second XXXX was being trained by the XXXX-toting one. Maybe it was his first XXXXping, and he was learning how to restrain and gag a victim.

"Yeah, that'll do."

"We got him tied up good now, boss...hehe. He looks pretty cute like that!"

"It ain't meant to look cute, but he's a good looking kid, I admit. Nice chest on him."

Cliff groaned into his gag as the XXXXpers made these unwanted compliments about his physique.

"Boss, now that we got him, can I....."

"Yeah, go ahead, have some fun. We'll take the  pictures later. I need a XXXX."

FUN?? Cliff moaned in XXXX as the shorter one climbed onto the bed next to him.

"Better gag him better if you're going to work him over," the boss said from the doorway.

"Yeah, boss, good idea." He picked up the roll of duct tape and tore off a strip, then plastered it over the cloth knot in Cliff's mouth.

Cliff lay still, petrified, as the XXXX lay behind him and reached around to stroke his well-sculpted, furry chest. He cringed as one hand began to fumble with the buttons on his jeans. DAMN!! Why had he decided to go commando that morning?

"MMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!".

Model: played by Mike
Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 11/12/2009