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Officer Down by Kurt
20 photos; 4:01 video
Security Officer Dave Brady's beeper went off. He unclipped it from his utility belt and read the message..."Possible 644 in Unit 702". His adrenalin began to pump..."644" stood for unauthorized entry. His training at security guard school taught him to dial the local police immediately, but Dave wanted to check out the situation on his own. After all, if he made an arrest, he'd be that much closer to making the real police force, instead of wasting his life as a dumb condo rent-a-guard. He was really nothing more than a glorified doorman. He didn't even have a XXXX!
Dave made his way up to 702. Creeping around the condo's walls, he peeped into the living room window and saw a figure prone on the floor. Oh my God! It must be Mr. Abramowitz, the elderly owner. But wasn't he supposed to be at his other place down in Palm Beach? Rich old bastards, you never knew where they were going to be. Dave couldn't see the figure's face, but as he stood by the open window, he could hear soft moans coming from the body on the floor. He knew he had to act, a life could be in the balance, so he tried the handle on the side door. The handle turned and he pushed the door open. Dave rushed in and knelt beside the moaning, face-down body.
"Mr. Abramowitz, are you OK?" he asked, giving a soft shake to the oldster's shoulder.
Suddenly, a muscular arm shot up and gripped Dave around the windpipe.
"Glurrggghhhh!" the startled guard exclaimed. Dave immediately gripped the wrist of the hand that was choking him, trying desperately to loosen it's vise-like hold around his throat. His air was already being cut off, and he started to see funny bright spots floating in front of his eyes. One final gasp, and the struggling cop-wannabe passed out.
Dave's senses slowly returned...he had no idea how long he'd been unconscious. In fact, only 10 minutes had passed since the mystery hand had first gripped his throat. Dave heard himself moan, and it was an odd sound as he realized he was gagged with a thick cloth tied into his mouth. The quiet of the room was suddenly broken by the bizarre sound of duct tape being ripped from a roll. Dave struggled to see where the sound was coming from, and knew immediately that he had also been tied up. Before he could get his full senses, he saw a wide strip of tape descending in front of his face. Two hands pressed a strip of tape over his mouth and the ripping sound continued as more strips were wound around his head, muffling him into complete silence. When the ripping sound stopped, and Dave was totally gagged, he felt arms gripping him and he was lifted up and tossed onto the couch. His attacker came into view, the same person who'd been lying on the floor, only now he was wearing a ski mask. He held several coils of rope and immediately went to work binding Dave's knees and ankles. Within a minute or two, the ropes were digging snugly into his muscular body, his cheap polyester uniform offering little protection.The ski-masked figure completed his task, stood up and sniggered.
"That was easy," he muttered, as if talking to himself. "Don't give me any trouble, moron. I know you're the only one on duty, and you fell for my trap like a rat likes cheese. I need a few hours and that's why I needed you out of the way. Lay there nice and still, and you won't get hurt."
Dave moaned softly into his layered gag. Shit, how the hell had he let this happen? Here he thought he was doing a good deed, one that would help him get on to the force, and now here he was, bound, gagged and helpless. He watched curiously as the intruder went carefully though the old man's bookcases.
"This old geezer has a stamp collection worth 400 G's" the thief muttered gleefully. "I can sell them on eBay under a phony name and be in Costa Rica in a week. I finally found my big haul!"
Dave lay there in despair, trying to think of a way to twist the story around to his own advantage. He finally figured he could get loose from the ropes eventually...well, maybe in a day or so, then he could say he'd found the place already broken into....it wouldn't be his fault if the thief had already escaped....Captain O'Malley wasn't the brightest bulb on the Christmas tree...he might buy it....Dave played by Stan
The Thief played by Jimbo
Photography by John
Date of Production: 01/13/2007
tags: tape gag, hog tie, story, uniform, police -
Drowsy by Toldeo Tye
28 photos; 4:41 video
I nervously XXXX on Joe’s door. This was really one of the aspects of my job that I disliked and to make things worse Joe could be a bit of a “hot head”. Joe shouted ”Who is it?” from the other side of the door. I told him “Mr. James from the bank”. He opened the door and invited me in. We didn’t have much contact at work since Joe was a teller and I am one of the vice presidents but we would see one another in passing from time-to-time. Joe was a very well built guy. He was wearing a tank top and tight jeans and this was the first time I had ever seen him without a suit on and realized he must spend a great deal of time at the gym.
I asked if we could sit down as I had something to discuss. He motioned towards the sofa and we both took a seat. I began by saying… “Joe, I don’t have to tell you how hard economic times are for the banking industry right now. I’m sure you are well aware of this on a daily basis. That having been said I’m sorry to have to tell you that we are going to have to let you go. I’m very sorry but my hands are tied in this matter as this came down from corporate”.
Joe just looked at me with a strange look on his face but simply said “Would you like something to drink?” I was surprised how calmly he took the news and I accepted his offer out of courtesy. Joe returned with a couple of beers in hand and we began to drink. Joe began to plead his case that he couldn’t afford to loose his job with times the way they are now but I kept telling him that it wasn’t my decision. Suddenly I began to feel very light headed and just couldn’t keep my eyes open “What’s going on?” I mumbled as I fell back on the sofa.
I was vaguely aware of being moved about and it felt as if I was being undressed but I couldn’t even open my eyes or move in any way. I also was aware of what seemed like flashes of light several times. Then I felt myself being rolled over on my stomach and I completely blacked out. I don’t know how much later it was but I came to and found when I tried to roll over I was unable to do so. My hands were pinned behind my back, no wait, they were tied behind my back and I felt as if there was rope also wrapped around my chest and arms. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrpppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhh” At this point I released I was also gagged with some sort of cloth wrapped tightly around my head and wedged tightly between my teeth.
I looked up (still grogy) and saw Joe standing in front of me holding more rope. “Ah, you’re awake, good.” He said as he moved towards me with the rope. “Whhhhhhhttttttttttttrrrrrrrrrrrruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuddddiiiiiiigggggggg?” I tired to blurt out but he just roughly sat me up on the sofa and began to tightly wrap rope around my thigh and just below each of my knees forcing both my legs to bend up sharply under me. “Well, Mr. James, I suppose you are wondering what’s going on”. Joe continued…”You are about to offer me my job back” he said as he continued finishing off the knots pulling my legs up tightly beneath me. “Let me show you why you are going to make this generous offer”. He held a digital camera in front of me and showed me the compromising photos he had taken of me with his cock in my mouth!!!! He proceeded to tell me that once he had cropped and edited out any of the rope in the photos that nobody would be able to tell that they were coerced.
“I’m sure corporate would be interested in seeing these, don’t you agree, Mr. James?” He laughed as he XXXX me on my stomach and I realized what a helpless situation I was in (in more ways than one). I thrashed about trying to get free but Joe knew how to tie his knots and I could make no headway on freeing myself. No matter how much I struggled the ropes held me tight. I was bucking about so much that I rolled off the sofa. What was I going to do? If he sent those photos to corporate I would be out of a job too, and how was I going to get loose from Joe’s clutches; who knew what else he might have planned.
Just then, I looked up and Joe was standing over me holding yet more rope. He bent down and proceeded to pull my feet up near my bound hands and then wrapped the rope around my feet and toes very effectively hogtying me. Standing back he admired his handy work as I continued to try to free myself but it was an impossible task. Once he was convinced that I was going nowhere he announced “I’ll leave you to consider my proposal for continued employment with a considerable raise”. “Have a good night Mr. James and I’m sure by morning you will have reached the right decision.”
With that, the lights went out and I heard Joe go upstairs. I had to find a way to free myself and get those photos away from him. I rolled around struggling to get at the knots holding me in place but to no avail. Joe must have been in the Navy (or Boy Scouts) to have learned such good knotmanship. All of my efforts were in vain and eventually I found myself drifting off to XXXX.
Model: Jace
Photography: CaitiffDate of Production 02/16/2009
tags: underwear, muscle, cleave gag, story, hog tie, bare foot, shirtless -
Sexual Harassment by Fidelis
35 photos; 5:52 video
“MMMPHHHH! LEEMMEEGGOOO! GGGHHEEELLPPP!!”
“Now, now Jeff – there is no need for you to carry on like that. It is all your fault you know. If you hadn’t been so stubborn, and so darn cute none of this would have happened. Well… it might have happened, but for a slightly different reason. You might feel a little uncomfortable at the moment, and I’m sure those dirty briefs of yours don’t taste very good, but don’t you worry. I’ll make you feel great, once I’ve finished my business here.”Jeff stared at in his computer screen in consternation. What kind of filth was Alex putting on his computer? And why had he broken in here and tied and gagged Jeff? Jeff chewed on his stale shorts as he contemplated his uncomfortable predicament. Alex had somehow managed to enter Jeff’s apartment, and was waiting for him when he had returned from work. The element of surprise was on Alex’s side – he had been able to overpower the startled Jeff without much trouble. Once Jeff had been tied up, Alex had persuaded him, reluctantly, to divulge the password to his computer. Jeff shuddered when he thought of the things that Alex had done to him. Who would have guessed that a little pressure applied to certain parts of the anatomy could be so painful? Once Jeff had blurted out the password, Alex had quickly stuffed Jeff’s mouth with a pair of his soiled briefs, taped them in and then he had gone to work. Jeff groaned as he watched Alex download all kinds of sensitive information from the office. And then…Jeff had logged into some disgusting site and started looking at disgusting pictures. What could it all mean?
“Good, it is just about time for action. Some of this information is time sensitive, and I didn’t want to be out and about in public until I was ready to act. It will take me just a few minutes to pop over to the office and then…think of all of that lovely money that will soon be mine. I just knew that you were such a hard little worker that you would have the information that I needed here at home. You’re such a drone, Jeff. You really need to get a little life. And once I’ve done what I have to do at the office, I’ll be back here to help you get started on a new and adventurous life.”
“GGGMMNOOOO!!!! MMMDONMMLEAVEMMEMMLIKEMMTHIS!”“Don’t you worry, my pet. I’ll be back in two shakes of a lamb’s tail. And then…we’ll have some fun. But let me tape those legs and feet. I want you sitting here, waiting for me return. Why don’t you think about all the enjoyment that we’re going to have when I return, Jeff? Just look at the pretty picture on your computer screen – that should help to get you in the mood. “
Holy Mother of God, Jeff thought, I’m in BIG trouble now. He thought that Alex had been showing undue interest in his work, but the possibility of something like this occurring had never crossed his mind. Alex was going to rob the company blind with the information that he had obtained from Jeff, and then he was going to… Jeff gulped when he thought what follow. He wasn’t stupid – Alex had been hitting on him for ages, no matter how often Jeff had rebuffed him. Now Jeff found himself in a position where he was helpless and unable to put Alex off. There was no way that he was going to sit here, waiting for Alex to return. He had to stop Alex, and save himself. Alex had already ripped out his landline and confiscated Jeff’s cell phone. His only chance of salvation was for him to get out of here – the tape that Alex had used on him was far too tight for him to even entertain the thought of getting loose.
Jeff was huffing and puffing by the time had managed to reach the door. He could fee the sweat trickling down his back. He leaned against the door, trying to catch his breath. At that moment he heard someone on the stairs. He yelled through his gag, and then started banging his head on the door. Surely whoever was going up the stairs would be able to hear him. But no such luck. He sagged in despair when he heard the door of the apartment upstairs slam shut. Damn. OK, he wasn’t going to give up. He could still save himself. Jeff turned himself around and fumbled, trying to reach the doorknob with his taped hands. Aha, success! But…turning the knob with his bound hands wasn’t such an easy task. Finally, he felt the knob turn.
Jeff felt slightly sick as he stood at the top of the stairs. How was he going to get down the stairs without tumbling over and breaking his neck? Maybe he could maneuver himself so that he was sitting down, and then go the down the stairs on his bum. Just as he was preparing to lower himself he heard footsteps on the flight of stairs below him. Thank God, he was saved!
“Going somewhere, cutie? That isn’t very kind of you, considering all of the trouble that I have taken. Did you get lonely, and start thinking that I had abandoned you? Silly Jeff – did you really think that I would abandon a stud bunny like you? Why don’t we go somewhere more comfortable?
“GGGGAAAAHHHH! GGGLUMMMMHHHH!”
Jeff was choking as Alex grabbed his tie and started dragging him back into the apartment. Jeff tried to struggle, but bound as he was, he didn’t have a chance. He gurgled through his gag as Alex threw him down on the bed.
“This is MUCH better. You have no idea how delicious you look like that, all tied up and gagged and lying on your bed. I have thought about doing something like this for a long time. That is why I originally stole your keys and had copies made. But then I thought – why not combine business and pleasure? I ‘ve just managed to remove a tidy sum of cash from the company accounts and now…I am going to have you!
“GGGMMNOOOO! YOUMCRAZY!MMMGETTMMOFFFMEEE!!!!”
Jeff struggled violently as Alex unzipped his trousers and pulled his cock and balls out. Oh dear God, what was this pervert going to do him? OH MY! He was stroking Jeff, in a very persuasive manner. What was happening to him? No, he wouldn’t allow this! He had to stop it !
“MMMGGAHM! CANMBREATHEMMM!”
“And whose fault is that, Jeff? Why don’t you just lie back and enjoy yourself? I can see that you are already getting hard, so don’t you try to tell me that you’re not enjoying yourself. Oh God, that looks so tempting. I can’t help myself…”
“OOOHHHHMMMMMMYYYGGGGOOOODDDDD!”
Jeff moaned as he watched Alex’s head bobbing up and down. Oh holy crap! Where the hell had he learned how to do that? And that? Jeff groaned and struggled a bit more – his struggling seemed to shove his rock hard cock even further down Alex’s vacuum cleaner throat. Jeff bit down on the dirty briefs stuffed in his mouth. Jesus, Mary and Joseph, he had never experienced anything like this in his life. His eyes rolled back in his head as he screamed into his gag and felt his body explode.
“That wasn’t too bad for starters, was it? I told you that you would enjoy yourself. But I’m all hot and sweaty. I really should have shucked this suit before I got to work on you. I think that a shower is called for before I get down to the main course. But before I do that, I have to make sure that you don’t wandering away, like you did the last time I left you alone.”The end
Jeff played by Eric
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/06/2006
tags: tape gag, story, stroked, fondled, suit -
How to Gag a Guy
30 photos; 6:43 video
Bound Guy played by Patrick aka Tynan Fox
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/15/2024
Tags: chair tie, twink, gagging, hand gag, ball gag, plug gag, stuff gag, OTM gag, tape gag, cleave gag -
Gym Bunny Bound
18 photos; 4:54 video
Gym Bunny played by Andy
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/11/2024
Tags: socks, muscle, hot tie, cleave gag
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The Unlucky Jogger
20 photos; 3:28 video
Model: Happy Heart Fellah
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/04/2023
Tags:cleave gag, hog tie, socks, athlete, outdoors -
Bound Slacker
23 photos; 5:19 video
Dante thought he would have a day off
He hought wrong
Model: Dante
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/26/2017
tags: twink, cleave gag, socks -
Tight Hog Tie
26 photos; 5:11 video
Model: Wolfric
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/13/2013
tags: otter, hog tie, cleave gag, socks, underwear -
Wrastled by SoftTouch
30 photos; 2:48 video
“That’s right, Buddy, you're doing fine. Just keep following my voice now.”
Buddy didn't like this, but he had to obey and he had to keep following that strange voice through the darkness behind his blindfold. Buddy was very scared. He was scared that he might bump into something that would hurt in the dark. And he was very scared because he didn't know where the strange voice was taking him. And he was very scared because he didn't know what was going to happen to him when he got there.
Buddy had returned to his dorm room after a long day of classes to find a paper bag and a note waiting for him. The note was from the Delphi Fraternity. It was time for Pledge Buddy to be tested by his Frat Brothers so he had to follow the directions in the note exactly. Buddy had opened the bag to find a wrestling singlet that seemed too small for him along with a folded green bandanna and a folded blue bandanna.
At first Buddy had been a little excited as he followed the directions and took off all of his clothes and then squeezed his body into the thin singlet. But then he began to get nervous as he sat down on his bed and tied the blue bandanna tightly between his lips. Buddy had never been gagged before and the cloth felt kind of strange as it filled up his mouth and pressed against his tongue. And then his pulse rate really went up when he tied the softly folded green bandanna as a blindfold over his eyes.
Then he sat quietly in the darkness until he finally heard the door to his room open and the sound of strange footsteps coming toward him. “Do not resist us Pledge,” a strange voice said in the darkness. So Buddy didn't resist as he felt his hands being taken in other hands, and then he felt coils of rope being wrapped tighter and tighter around his wrists. And then the strange voice said “Rise and follow me.”
Buddy had followed the strange voice through the darkness for what seemed like a whole hour and now he had absolutely no idea of where was when the voice finally told him to stop. And then Buddy had felt hands, lots of hands, touching his body all over as he was turned this way and that while several strange voices murmured to each other. Why were they doing this?
Then those strange hands took hold of Buddy’s wrists and Buddy could feel busy fingers adding more rope to the coils around his wrists. And then Buddy heard a weird whirring sound and then he felt his bound hands being pulled up higher and higher over his head until Buddy had to stand up on his tiptoes. Then strange hands began touching Buddy’s body all over again, even in places that made Buddy blush. Buddy shook his head from side to side and begged into his gag for them not to touch him like that, but they just laughed at him.Suddenly the blindfold bandanna was ripped off of Buddy’s eyes. Buddy blinked at the bright light in the room. And then he was able to see four hooded figures hovering around him. Buddy couldn't see there faces so he didn't know who they were, but the tallest one pointed a long finger at Buddy and said “Don't go anywhere.” Then all of the other Hoods laughed as they all went out of the room.
Left all alone, Buddy could feel the sweat starting to drip down from his armpits and then a burning ache began in his shoulders and the small of his back while his arms continued to reach high up over his head. And then the sweat and the pain grew worse and worse until Buddy was really happy to see the four Hoods come back into the room.
Buddy whimpered and nodded his head gratefully when two of the Hoods lowered his arms and then untied his hands. And so he didn't even think of resisting while they pulled his arms behind his back and tied his hands again before they pushed him down to kneel on the floor.
“You belong to us now Pledge and we will do with you what we want,” the tall Hood said.
Then all four of the Hoods gathered around Buddy and began petting his hair and touching his skin and rubbing their hands all over the thin singlet cloth that was covering Buddy’s body. Buddy didn't like this, but the more he resisted, the rougher those hands became with his body. And then something unexpected happened to Buddy. His body began to get warm and tingly all over and it began to respond to those touching hands until Buddy was rubbing his body up against those hands as much as they were rubbing up against him. All four of the Hoods laughed in an evil way.
This scared Buddy and he tried to crawl away, but the cruel hands held him tight while they used more rope to bind his ankles together, and then even more rope to tie Buddy’s bound wrists to his bound ankles so that he was completely helpless, and then they pushed him down onto the hard floor.
Buddy moaned into his soggy gag and tried to wiggle away, but then the four Hoods knelt on the floor all around him and their teasing hands changed their tactics. Now they began to spank Buddy hard and soft all over, with the harder spanks coming each time he resisted their will, and the softer spanks coming each time that he obeyed their commands.
Then they made Buddy roll all around on the floor and rub his cruelly bound body up against the soft carpet until poor Buddy felt his nipples getting hard and a growing stiffness inside the thin cloth of the singlet. And soon that unprotected stiffness was being pinched and squeezed so much by the hard floor that there were tears in his eyes and he was softly whimpering into his gag.
The Hoods thought this was amusing and soon they were skinning the singlet down off of Buddy’s flushed body and exposing more and more of his tingling parts while their cruel fingers continued to tease and please him until Buddy was feeling very confused.
And then the tall Hood announced; “Now you will give up your cream.”
Buddy gasped in shock. They couldn't really expect him to do something like that – in front of everybody! Buddy shook his head from side to side and protested as loud as he could into his gag, but the Hoods just laughed at him as they pulled down his singlet to unveil just how big Buddy had become.
And then there was nothing Buddy could do to stop those strong fingers as they wrapped themselves around him, and nothing he could do to avoid the way they were slowly stroking him, and nothing he could do to stop his disobedient body from thrusting itself faster and harder inside of that strange hand. And all at once it was too much.
Buddy threw his head back, arched his back and then screamed into the soggy cloth that was stopping up his mouth while he felt his hot pistol shooting again and again and again.
Finally Buddy could shoot no more and he sighed heavily into his gag.
“That was very well done Buddy,” the tall Hood told him. “You have passed your first test. Now you are ready to move on to the next level.”
The next level, Buddy wondered while the blindfold bandanna was again tied over his eyes. What would the next level be like?THE END
Buddy played by Stan
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/20/2005
Tags: cleave gag, athlete, bare foot, singlet, wrestler, hog tie -
Getting Off by Kurt
20 photos; 9:01 video
It had been three months since the burglary, but Derek couldn't get it out of his mind. Being overpowered in his own home by a masked intruder, XXXX to strip, bound, gagged and XXXX had been a frightening experience. Yet even while it was happening, Derek had found himself to be more intensely sexually aroused than ever before in
his young life. The feeling of helplessness, being dominated by another male, even the feel of the tight ropes and silencing gag had all combined into an unforgettable combination of fear and excitement. The burglar had promised him that if he cooperated, he wouldn't be hurt, and he had kept his word, unless you considered being tightly tied up and having your cock stroked to a massive orgasm being "hurt".
After the burglar had left, it had taken Derek another five hours to escape the ropes, and he had quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt before calling the police. When they arrived, he still felt too humiliated to mention that he had been sexually XXXX, so he had told them that he had just been tied up and gagged by the intruder.
Derek could have sworn the handsome cop taking his statement had almost a twinkle in his eye as he asked whether he had been violated in any way. As Derek continued to lie, the cop had told him that there had been several other recent cases of single young men overpowered in their own homes, stripped, bound, gagged and played with before the thief had left with their possessions.
"So that didn't happen to you, eh?" the cop had asked, scanning Derek's sexy body.
"Uh, no," Derek lied, feeling his face flush and hoping the officer hadn't noticed. "He just tied me up, then left."
"OK," the cop had replied, "Must be a different guy. So I'll just put down breaking and entering, burglary and unlawful restraint, right?""Yes, please," Derek had replied meekly.
Now it was three months later and the thief had never been apprehended. Derek was still pissed over the loss of his cell phone, I-Pod and DVD player, as well as 200 hard-earned bucks. But when he thought back on that night, a chill still went up his spine...not fear, but excitement. And so he had bought some rope in the Home Depot on the way home to try and recreate the feeling of helplessness he had experienced on that night three months before. Stripping nude, he began to wrap the rope tightly around his ankles and knees. The reaction was immediate, as his ball sac began to swell up between his bound legs, and his cock began to put on serious weight. He took his time tying his hands. He wanted it to feel real, but had to make sure he could escape. He managed a good facsimile...the rope was snug around his wrists, but he knew a few minutes of twisting his hands in the right direction and he would be able to get loose. Finally, he reached for the strip of white adhesive tape he had had torn off and stuck to the bedboard and gagged himself with it. With his hands tied in front, he was able to grip his rod, and the feeling, combined with the thoughts racing through his head, was exquisite. Of course, during the actual robbery, he had been tied much tighter, with his hands behind his back and a much thicker gag on his mouth. But this was close enough, and Derek began to struggle around on his bed, pretending that he was once again a captive of a sexy, masked intruder. He couldn't explain why he was so turned on, but he didn't care as his hands stroked his beefy shaft. When he visualized the hot cop coming back to ask his some follow-up questions, dressed in that sexy, tight uniform, he exploded, soaking his hands and bush in a thick bath of hot juice. Yes, being a crime victim had traumatized Derek, and he'd never be the same again.....poor guy!The End
Derek played by Andre
photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 09/20/2005
Story: self bondage, tae gag, nude, nudity, orgasm, bare feet -
An Opportunity
34 photos; 5:00 video
To Be Continued
Bound Guy played by Danny
Friend played by CJ
Bad Guy played by Dalton
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Photography: 03/16/2024
Tags: tape gag, blindfold, taped up, bare foot, bad guy, plot, exposed, groped -
Lost in the Woods
20 photos; 5:05 video
Model: Adam
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Photography: 03/04/2024
Tags: stuff gag, otm gag, jeans, outdoors, hopping -
Getting Back to Nature
24 photos; 4:07 video
Model: Rhett Tucker
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/29/2024
Tags: Outdoors, shirtless, stripped, butt, stuff gag, otm gag, butt, tattoos, muscle -
Sexy Boss
21 photos; 4:16 video
Sexy Boss played by Ron Jeffries
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production:08/17/2017
Tags: muscle, shirtless, groped, tape gag, socks -
This Bud's for You
39 photos; 2:58 video
Damn, why didn’t the sleazy bastard come home? I was getting tired of my perch up in this tree – I needed to pee and the bugs were driving me crazy. I was afraid that when I was swatting at them I was going to come crashing down to the ground, which would put a real crimp in my plans. Finally I heard a car slam – not a minute too soon in my opinion. My legs were starting to cramp, and my hands were getting so sweaty that I feared that I wouldn’t be able to handle my binoculars, let alone the lock picks. Ah, here he came – mutton trying to look like lamb. He didn’t fool me for one minute. I had made it my business to find out everything I could about him; and now I knew plenty. Once again I blessed the Internet, and my hacker friend. This scuzzy creep thought that he could blackmail me, did he? Well, I had quite a lot of damning information about him, and tonight I was going to use it. He was going to go down big time.
I put my binoculars to my eyes, praying that he followed his usual routine. I had had a PI follow him around and spy on him for me, but I had to handle this part of my scheme all by myself. I had already broken the law by breaking and entering, plus a few other things – things that I didn’t want anyone else to know about. Like the fact that I had substituted all the cans of beer in his fridge with a stash of XXXX beer. Now if only he did his usual thing…ah good. Through my binoculars I watched him open the refrigerator and pull out a can of Bud. What a slob, XXXX it straight from the can! Good, it should be only be a matter of minutes before…BINGO! The XXXX had worked had faster than I had expected. Through the window I saw him totter, and then fall. I clambered out of the tree and surreptitiously made my way to the door. Luckily for me, there were lots of tree and shrubs surrounding the house, making it almost impossible for the neighbours to see anything, but I didn’t want to take any chances. It took me less than a minute to get the door unlocked.
There he lay on the floor, out cold. I went into action immediately. Pulling his hands behind his back, I tied them together as tightly as I could. I hoped that the circulation would be cut off. Amputation was too good for this piece of work! Then I roped his feet together. Once he was nicely trussed up like a turkey going to market, I started going through his pockets. I knew that he kept the key to his strong box on his person at all times. I had found it just where the PI said it was, cunningly concealed beneath the floor. I didn’t know why he didn’t use a safety deposit box in a bank, but I blessed my lucky stars that he didn’t. I gave a sigh of satisfaction when I found what I was looking for. At the same time, I heard a feeble moan. The creep was coming to. I considered bashing him on the head to keep him quiet, but the sight of blood turns my stomach. Instead, I pulled a handkerchief and a bandanna from my pocket. Grabbing his short bleached blond hair, I grabbed his head. His mouth hung open, drool slowly dribbling down his chin. Yuck! I balled up the hankie and stuffed it into his mouth , and then tied the bandanna around his mouth to keep the stuffing securely in place. Then I let his head drop. It smacked the ceramic tiled floor with a satisfying clunk. Now I could go and get those documents.My jaw dropped when I saw the contents of the strong box. Not only did it contain what I was looking for, but also there were many other papers, photos, computer discs and best of all a huge stash of XXXXs. Scumbag wasn’t just a blackmailer; it seemed that he was a big time dealer as well. This was something that my investigator hadn’t found out. This was getting better and better. I gathered up the entire stash. I knew what I was going to do with it.
When I returned to the kitchen, XXXX Beauty was still out cold. I had yet another fiendishly brilliant idea as I looked down at him. I was really going to make this creep suffer. Working quickly, I retied him, propping him up against one of the kitchen cabinets once I had finished. There, that was MUCH better. He wouldn’t be able to move a muscle now, and if he did struggle, that rope around his neck should make things really uncomfortable for him. And this way, he would be XXXX to watch.
"Wake up time, you bag of shit. Come on, wakie wakie."
I accompanied by words with a few slaps to his face. It didn’t take too long for his eyes to start fluttering.
"MMMPHH. GGGWWMWHAT? MMMMUMMBASTARD! GGGULLBESORRY!"
I laughed in his face.
"No, YOU’RE the one who is going to be sorry. Lookee here. I’ve got all of your goodies. You have some really interesting things here. There will be lots and lots of people who will be glad to get their hands on this stuff. I imagine not all of them know who it was who was blackmailing them, but I’ll make sure that they find out. I imagine that Dominic Agostino will be very pleased to get these pictures back. And once he finds out that you were the one…tsk tsk, I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes."
"MMMMNOOOOO! GGGGUMCANT! MILLLGIBUMONEY!"
"Shut up, you sack of shit, I don’t want your filthy money. And look at this – this piece of paper you were using to blackmail me with you. As you pointed out, it has my prints on it – without the prints, it is worthless, so it doesn’t matter if you scanned it, or photocopied it. Watch it burn up."
The creep looked at me with burning hatred in his eyes as I pulled out my lighter and torched the paper.
"Now let’s talk about all of these XXXXs. I’m sure that you owe someone a lot of money for them, don’t you. Ooops, look at that. The bag ripped. Isn’t it too bad that it happened just over the sink? Oh, and this bag ripped too, and this one and this one. Gee, what a mess. All of that powder messing up your nice clean sink. I had better turn on the tap to clean it up."
"MMMNOOOOOOOOOOO! NNNODDDDONTTTTTTTTT!!!!"
Creep boy was going crazy as he watched me flush a fortune down the drain. I surmised that I was correct in my assumption that he owed some rather nasty people money for these XXXXs. He was in deep shit, and he was going to be in deeper shit once I mailed off a few packages of documents and pictures, explaining where they had come form. Dom Agostino alone would take care of this weasel, and there were others concerned who were almost as bad.
"Tata, enjoy your life. If I were you, I would think about getting out of town."
I blew him a kiss as I walked out of the house, full of satisfaction from knowing that I had rid this town of one particularly nasty parasiteThe Blackmailer played by Mickey O' Shea
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 02/05/2006
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Good Ol Boy By TBBM
28 photos; 4:22 video
Ezio was an aspiring country singer ready to impress the stage with his latest song detailing his last relationship. Needless to say the song itself was rather controversial as Ezio had hooked up an influential socialite on the down low.
Word had gotten back that Ezio was going to perform his song at a local event with media attention to capture the whole thing. The father of said socialite decided that Ezio had to be stopped. With a simple dial on his phone, he called the right man to deal with the blabbermouth singer.
Ezio woke up hours later in a room, not remembering how he gotten from the bar to his current location but he realized that the man who bought him a drink must have done something to it.
Ezio was on the floor, hog tied and gagged with an American flag bandanna. He struggled furiously in his bonds for several minutes, unable to free himself.
His captor eventually appeared, taking joy in aezio's predicament while telling him why he was hog tied and gagged.
Ezio begged to be released but the man laughed at him before unbuttoning Ezio's shirt and playing him for a bit.
Ezio watched in despair as the man left him on his own to struggle in his bonds along with the warning that if he ever performed the song in public that worse would happen to him.
Model: Ezio
Bad Guy: RodDate of Production: 03/14/2017
Tags: bad guy, cowboy, story, cleave gag, bandanna gag, shirtless, twink -
Playing with the Cowboy
19 photos; 5:12 video
Model: Dylan
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 03/03/2017
Tags: cleave gag, stroked, stripped, nude, bear, bad guy, fondled -
Play Thing
20 photos; 3:44 video
Bound Guy played by Cody Jonson
Bad Guy played by Brian
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/06/2024
Tags: nude, hog tie, twink, bad guy, fondled, underwear, stuff gag, tape gag
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Nice Thick Gag
20 photos; 4:07 video
Model: Brian
Photography by Brian
Date of Production: 05/06/2024
Tags: gagging, stuff gag, OTM gag, hog tie
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Construction Worker
21 photos; 6:36 video
Model: Big Bad Woofs
Photography by Marco Grieco
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Date of Production: 05/29/2024
Tags: bear, jock, tape
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Rats in the Walls by Kirk
23 photos; 4:05 video
“It’s the Rats you have to worry about!â€
“NOOOOOOOOOOOO. PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEâ€
Simon was hyperventilating in terror. He could not take being tied up another second. And this torment. “This fuck comes in and plays with me – terrorizing me,†Simon thought. Again his hands were on his body: pulling his shirt, playing with his chest hairs, shoving his hand over his mouth, playing with his hair, removing and replacing the sweat soaked bandanna that blinded him. Simon begged with his eyes and grunts, “several days…â€
“It’s the rats you have to worry about….†His blindfold was replaced and the door was closed and locked. Simon screamed in the dark.
He tried to calm himself. He knew this was Jason’s big brother. And he knew why he was bound and gagged. He had competed with Jason in high school wrestling since they were freshman. Now seniors, the state games were tonight. A lot of scholarship money rested on these games. And Simon knew he could kick Jason’s ass.
But now he was all tied up in a basement, and listening to the sounds of scurrying feet. “Rats, fuckin RATS!â€
Simon sat in his ropes, feeling the sweat ticking his chest as it ran down in rivulets. He smelt like shit. Again he strained against his bonds, getting nowhere. He remembered….
The XXXX in his ribs. The van. Jason and his brother hijacking him as he left his gym late. How Jason bound him. With rope. Simon cursed the shit out of them until a rag was shoved down his throat and he was tape gagged. “You’ll never get away with this…..†was his last words. “Isn’t that what they are supposed to say?†he thought as he was tied up.
But Simon liked being tied up. Jason had been tying him up since he was a kid. So being in ropes was a treat, even though he really was being XXXX and held against his will.
He struggled while being roped, but Jason was good. Around and around his crossed wrists Jason applied the rope. “Glad you have a tank on; this rope will give a nice burn to your upper arms. Come on Simon, you like this.†Simon just grunted as Jason looped the rope around his chest and lashed his arms to his side. He and his brother marched the bound youth to their basement. Simon felt the veins popping in his bound arms as they numbed up.
Dumped into a chair. His feet and legs roped. Slapped in his face and punched in his gut by his captors, he was left.
For eternal hours.
Now the panic returned. “It must be the rats.†Simon went ballistic – squirming against his bounds, only multiplying his rope burn and numbness. H began to scream in terror.
Jason’s brother returned. “What am I going to do with you?†Simon just begged. “You know we have to get rid of you. You will talk. Can’t have that. Sit quiet to midnight. Then we will go for a ride on our boat. Heard you were a great swimmer - swim as good as you wrestle. Should be fun watching you swim with your hands, arms, legs and feet bound with ropes!â€
Again darkness. Simon was about to give up, when he remembers he Swiss knife he always carried. He fumbled with his fingers, panting for breath, and got the knife in his tied hands. Working fiendishly, he was able to open the blade and saw his hands free. He pulled his arms in front of him, and untied his feet and legs. He crashed against the door, it sprung open, and Simon was running, his chest and upper arms stilled circled with rope.
Simon never called the authorities. He inflicted his own blackmail as punishment. Jason disqualified himself and Simon won the scholarship. Each weekend for a year Jason and his brother reported to Simon's basement where there were bound together, gagged, and left to spend Saturday night alone in the dark nicely tied up.
The End
Date of Production: 08/29/2007
TAgs: blindfold, chair tie, tape gag, twink, story, bad guy, dominated
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Slacker
26 photos; 3:43 video
Model: Matthew
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/09/2012
Tags: tape gag, twink, socks, hog tie
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Dante Returns by LAshyguy
27 photos; 6:04 video
Dante hadn’t been back to Peoria in two years, not since he broke up with his boyfriend, Logan. It was a rough breakup, one that left Logan completely devastated due to the circumstances. Dante had been offered a great job in Los Angeles, one that would benefit his career immensely. Plus, the thought of leaving a small town for a big city was always part of Dante’s plan, despite Logan’s protests. Logan was perfectly happy staying in his home town: He had a steady job and a man he loved, all that he wanted out of life. So when Dante came home one day and told him he was leaving for Los Angeles, Logan felt his heart sink.
When Dante arrived in Peoria, he made certain that Logan was unaware of his arrival. Logan was extremely possessive during their relationship, and the last thing Dante wanted to do was reopen old wounds. Dante was careful enough to make sure Logan didn’t know about his trip to Peoria…or so he thought.
While Dante was standing in line at a coffee shop, one Logan and he never went to while they were together, he was extremely surprised when Logan walked through the door. Not wanting to be a complete jerk, Dante turned and greeted his old lover.
“Logan,†Dante said with a smile.
Logan eyed Dante with complete shock, “Dante?! I can’t believe it.â€
Logan immediately embraced his ex. Dante returned the sentiment.
“What are you doing here,†Logan asked.
“Oh…just visiting for a couple days.â€
“That’s great. Let me buy you a coffee.â€
“No, that’s not necessary.â€
But saying no to Logan never worked. It wasn’t long before Dante was leaving the coffee shop after an awkward conversation with Logan.
“I’m so glad I bumped into you,†Logan said as they walked down the block.
“Yeah, me too,†Dante lied.
“Hey, wanna see my new ride,†Logan asked.
“Um…I really have to…â€
“It’s right here man,†Logan said, pointing at the van across the street.
“You bought a van?â€
“Yeah. I opened up a delivery service as a side business. Come check it out.â€
“Okay, but after that I really need to be going.â€
“Sure thing, Dante.â€
Dante approached the van and wondered what all the fuss was about. There didn’t seem to be anything special about it. There wasn’t even any lettering or design on the side depicting some sort of business, a thought Dante would reflect on later.
Logan opened up the back door of the van and stood aside. Dante peered in, completely confused at what he saw…only a single red gym bag was sitting on the floor.
“Logan, there’s nothing…â€
Before Dante knew what was happening, Logan shoved Dante into the fan and slammed the door shut.
“Logan, what are you doing,†Dante asked as Logan pinned him to the floor.
“Just getting my quality time in with you before you go,†Logan said as he pulled Dante’s arms behind him. Logan quickly pulled a length of red rope for his gym bag and began tying Dante’s wrists.
“Logan, are you out of your damned mind? This is XXXX.â€
“Admit it…you came back here to see me. I saw your posting on Facebook.â€
“I didn’t post anything…†were the last audible words out of Dante’s mouth as Logan gagged him with a red bandana.
“You think I can’t read between the lines, Dante,†Logan said as tied Dante’s ankles together, “You were never good at being cryptic. That’s why I borrowed this van from a buddy of mine. We’re gonna spend some quality time like the old days…before you left me.â€
“Mmmppphhhh….mmmmppphhh.â€
“Just keep quiet and let me do all the talking. Now sit still.â€
Dante tried fighting back, but with his hand tied behind his back and his feet tied together, there wasn’t much he could do. Before long, Dante’s arms were secured at his side. More rope pinned his legs together. A sense of panic began to set in as Logan jumped into the driver’s seat and started the van.
“MMMMPPPPHHHH!†Dante screamed as the van peeled off. He had been XXXX in broad daylight by his ex-boyfriend, and nobody noticed.
Fifteen minutes later, the van came to a stop. Logan opened the back of the van and very calmly pulled Dante out and slung his captive over his shoulder. Dante took in his surroundings and was unnerved to discover they were in an abandoned industrial area. Dante struggled as Logan carried him to what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse.
Logan carried Dante up a flight of stairs, down a long dilapidated hallway, and into a fairly bare room. Logan dropped Dante onto a futon, then sat down beside him.
“That was more difficult than it should have been…and it’s all your fault.â€
“Mmmmppphhh….mmmpphhhh.†Dante said with pleading eyes.
“Oh, those puppy dog eyes aren’t gonna work on me now, Dante. Not after two years. I’ve thought about you every single day. And I knew you were going to come back. And now your mine again, and I’m never letting you leave.â€
Dante threw his head back on the futon in frustration, and that’s when he saw it. Taped to the wall was a collage of images, all of Dante, from childhood to just last week at a bar in Los Angeles.
“I made that for you,†Logan said with a creepy smile as Dante realized Logan was no longer possessive; he was a complete psychopath.â€
Dante thrashed about, desperately trying to untie himself, but as he did, Logan scooped him into an embrace.
“Go ahead. Get it out of your system,†Logan said as he leaned his head against Dante’s, giving a loving smile that chilled Dante to the bone.
Even in his grasp, Dante struggled mightily to break free, but it was no use. There were far too many knots in places he couldn’t reach. It wasn’t long before Dante had exhausted himself and relented.
“Good. I don’t want you getting tired on me. The day is still young,†Logan said.
Dante watched as Logan stood up.
“Now, I’m going to go out for a bit and make us a delicious, romantic dinner. And after that, I’ll remind you why you loved me so much when we were together.â€
Logan exited the room, locking the door behind him.
Dante knew this would be the only opportunity to escape, and he did everything in his power to do so, twisting and stretching to the point where he felt his muscles pulling. Dante managed to loosen the ropes securing his legs. He set to work on his ankles next. He stretched his fingers to the point where his arms were pleading with him to stop, but it was now or never. The knot came free in his grasp, and Dante untied his legs, which were now completely free.
Dante tried his hardest to untie his arms, but it was a futile effort. The ropes around his wrists were too tight. Dante stood up and walked to the door. Locked. Dante kicked on the door several times.
“MMMPPPPHHHH! MMMMMPPPPHHHH!†he shouted, but no reply reached his ears.
The sound of a truck caught his attention, and Dante rushed to the window and smiled through his gag at what he saw. Two construction workers were pulling in near the building. Dante XXXX on the glass as hard as he could, but the two men couldn’t hear him. Finally, in a final act of desperation, Dante took a couple steps back and kicked the window repeatedly. After a few tries, the glass splintered.
Dante rushed back to the window and made eye contact with one of the workers. Seconds later, the pair rushed inside. Dante crumbled to the floor. He was completely spent. But when the two men reached his door and started XXXXing, Dante called out to let them know he was here. The men broke the door down, and Dante was saved.
THE END
Model: Dante
Model: Logan
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/13/14
Tags: cleave gag, dominated, twink, bad guy, socks
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Silky Pajamas By: Nick007
32 photos; 5:53 video
Finally! Dean's work week was over and he could finally get some rest. He had a long week of working construction and was looking forward to good long rest. Too bad someone else had other plans for him. Little did Dean know he was followed from his job everyday for the past month.
The man had a things for bears and Dean fit the part perfectly. He liked to think of himself as a bear trapper. He liked to find a bear, follow him home, tie him up, and have his way with them. So when he saw Dean working on a construction site, working hard with his shirt off, he knew he had to have him. So the man stalked Dean for many days and learned all his patterns and schedules. The man knew the right time to attack would be when Dean was worn out from the work week and too tired to fight back.
So he waited for Dean to come home that Friday afternoon and silently picked the lock on the front door. As he walked in he found Dean aXXXX on his bed in his silk pajamas. 'Very nice' he thought. He pulled out a concealed item and walked over to the hibernating bear. He put his hand over Dean's mouth. Dean woke with a startle and grab the wrist of the hand gagging him but stopped when he saw the XXXX. The man was surprised at the XXXX his wrist was grabbed. He thought Dean would be too tired to do anything about it. It's a good thing he brought the concealed item for intimidation.
“What do you want? My wallet is on the table. Take it†Dean begged.
“Shut up and on your stomach!†the man demanded.
Dean did as he was told. The man began tying Dean's hands behind his back. Then the feet and ankles, followed by rope around Dean's chest.
“Why are you doing this?†Dean asked.
“That's quiet enough out of you.†the man said as he gagged Dean with a bright blue bandanna. He pulled the XXXX back out to reiterate who was in charge here. Dean settled down for fear of his life. “Good boy. You deserve a reward.†The man pulled down Dean's pajamas to reveal a surprise. “Well well well, it looks like I trapped a bear that likes captivity!â€
The hunter of bears began to feel the shaft of his captive audience. Dean moaned into his gag. He pushed dean over to reveal his next play toy. The nicely shaped ass had a shamrock tattoo on it. “Well it looks like it's my lucky day. Gone and found myself a lucky clover.†the hunter said ironically.
The hunter fondled every part of prey. Dean hated how much he was enjoying this. Every stroke of his shaft brought him closer and closer to what he wanted. However the hunter was an awful man and would stop the moment Dean got close.
CLICK! CLICK! The hunter began sXXXXping pictures. “Just in case you plan on telling anyone of this. If you do I'll release these photos all over the internet. You'll be the laughing stock of your construction crew.â€
Being a construction worker can be hard, but the hardest part might possibly be your co-workers. It's a very testosterone filled profession. If these pictures got out, it would make his life a living hell.
After a couple of hours of fun for the hunter, he got up and walked to the front door. “Well it's been fun, but I must be off now. You should be able to get out of the ropes in a couple of hours.†the hunter said while laughing. “Oh and by the way.†He pulled the concealed item back out and pointed at Dean. Fear shot up and down Dean's body. Why would he do this?! He had enough blackmail to keep him quiet. Why shoot him now?! Dean closed his eyes and accepted his fate like a man.
“Goodbye, bear.†the hunter said manically.
Dean felt a cool spray hit him in the face. He opened his eyes and realized that the concealed item was a water concealed item. Angry that he was tricked so easily, he bucked wildly trying to escape his bonds.
The hunter laughed as he gave a wave and walked out the door.
The End.
Model: Dean
Ropework by: Nick007
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production:03/21/2013
Tags: bear, cleave gag, fondled, exposed, dominated, story
