30 photos; 7:52 video
Model Travis O'Brady
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production 09/28/2021
Tags hog tie, cleave gag, sock gag, athletic socks, nude, penis, butt, hairy, groped, bad guy, hands behind back
28 photos; 4:04 video
Model: Kent
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/31/2007
5:37 video
Model: Ryan Rockford
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/14/2009
30 photos; 6:02 video
It had been a hard day at work for Willie. He had been driving his semi for days on end with no break until tonight. It felt wonderful to finally be in his own bed for a change after being gone for so long. Willie was already feeling himself drifting closer and closer to XXXX oblivion.
Creak.. THUD! What was that? The noise pried Willie back to wakefulness.
It was probably the neighbours cat, thought Willie. Sometimes the door didn’t close right and the cat walked right in as if it owned the place. With a growl, Willie got out of bed and walked into the kitchen where sure enough, the front door was wide open.
If that damn cat has broken something of mine, I will wring it’s... Willie stopped short his thought as he stared at two masked men!
The men didn't’ say a word but instead motioned for Willie to go into the living room. They produced rope and soon Willie found his hands tied up behind his back.
Willie was XXXX to his knees as his captors talked behind his back.
“ I thought you said this guy would be gone”, one burglar said to his partner.
“I came back”, Willie said and got gagged with a cloth tied tightly in his mouth for his trouble. “Mmmpphh!”, WIllie moaned in protest.
“Sit on your ass!”, A burglar barked at Willie. Willie complied, getting from his knees to his butt. As soon a s he did he was shoved down to the floor. The burglars got out more rope and tied up Willie’s feet.
Bound and gagged, Willie could do little as the men ransacked his apartment for anything valuable. Fortunately since Willie was so often away from home on the road, he rarely kept anything expensive in the house. Still, it wasn’t pleasant to be tied up while strangers searched through your private stuff.
“Mmmm! Mmpphh Mmmmaa!”, Willie complained through his gag when some of his stuff got broken by the burglars clumsiness and haste.
“Shut up or else we may make up for our time by taking it out of that ass of yours!”
Willie didn’t listen though and began to struggle. Worrying that their hostage was not helpless enough, Since there was still rope left over form tying Willie’s ankles, the burglars took that and hog tied thier captive. Willie continued to struggle. However he was not even less able to move around. Now Willie could struggle and mumble incoherently through his cleave gag all he wanted but he wasn't’ going to get very far.
“Aww, doesn't’ he look feisty!”, One of the Burglars said as he stared down at his writhing and half naked hostage.
“Don't’ get any ideas. You never did feed the last one we took!”, His partner said. “Lets get out of here. This guy ain't’ got shit!”
So Willie was left alone and unharmed but still tied up on his dusty floor. He struggled and writhed and twisted but he couldn't’ get loose from the ropes. He moaned and grunted and made as much noise as the gag allowed but his neighbours didn't’ hear him. The gag was tied so tight, Willie couldn't’ even slip the gag out of his mouth.
After an hour of unsuccessfully trying to get free, Willie realised that he was tied up good and tight with no where to go. What a crappy way to spend his only week end off in forever: bound and gagged in his underwear on the hard cold floor.
“Suddenly the phone rang. It was too far for Willie to have any chance of getting it. A few minutes of ringing and then the machine picked up.
“Hey Willie, this is Jed.”, Willie heard his boss’ voice on the other end of the phone.” Sorry buddy but I need you back to work tomorrow. Big order and all my other drivers are tied up. Give me a call.”
Jed didn’t know what tied up was, thought Willie as be continued ot fruitlessly work at the ropes binding his wrists.
At the rate he was going, Willie estimated he may have a chance of getting free just in time to go back to work.
The End
Willie played by JMZ
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/13/2010
tags: hog tie, bare feet, underwear, cleave gag
22 photos; 6:11 video
Model: ZackT
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production:02/02/2010
tags: nudity, cleave gag, butt, grinding, bare feet, hands behind back
21 photos; 6:47 video
Bound Guy 1 played by Christopher Kage
Bound Guys 2 played by Ian Amorous
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production 12/05/2021
Twitter
Christopher Kage
https://twitter.com/chrissy_cakes1
Ian Amorous
https://twitter.com/ian_amorous
Only Fans
Christopher Kage
https://onlyfans.com/chrissy_cakes
Ian Amorouse
https://onlyfans.com/ian_armorous
Tags suit, office, double, tape gag, gagged, socks, black socks, hand gagged, bad guy, back to back, hands behind back, beard
25 photos; 6:23 video
Model: Bryan
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 09/06/2021
tags: hands behind back, hopping, jock strap, bare feet, cleave gag, groped, hand gag, groped, bad guy
6 photos; 13:17 video
Sorry, technical snafu with the pics so we dont' have our usual number.
But we do have an extra long video. We think you'll enjoy the ending.
Bound Victim played Reilly French
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 06/01/2021
Tags:gagging, stuff gag, cleave gag, tape gag, OTM gag, nude, chair tied, groped, fondled, orgasm, twink, hand gag
24 photos; 5:03 video
Security Guard played by Marko
The Intruder played by Rod
Date of Production: 03/15/2017
tags: tape gag, uniform, bad guy, tied, roped, hog tied, security guard
26 photos; 7:12 video
The Bound Cowboy played by Jon Storm
The Jealous Competitor played by Dante
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 04/15/2018
tags: bad guy, roped, gagged, jeans, boots, cowboy, cleave gag, leather, hog tied
29 photos; 6:05 video
“Mmmmfffmeemmffo!”, Danny yelled through his gag for the hundredth time that night.
the Night had started off well enough. He had found a date online and it seemed he was going to get lucky. Unfortunately it was all a trap. There was no girl. Instead he was met by three guys in a van. They quickly grabbed Danny, trussed his hands, gagged his mouth with tape and drove off.
So now Danny was rolling Around on a filthy mattress in some dark basement. He had been like this for hours while his captors watched over him.
Danny didn't’ really know what was going on. Why had these guys taken him. At least he didn't’ until they told him they were holding him for money. Danny had been a bit of a lier when he had been talking to the “girl” online, claiming he was an executive for a big company when in fact he worked in the mail room. These guys had been trolling the date sites looking for a stooge they could grab. And Danny had made himself look like a wealthy target. Since the tape was never removed from his mouth, he couldn’t tell them of their mistake. But even so, Danny wasn’t sure he should even if they did allow him to talk.
The night was spent fitfully. Danny couldn’t XXXX tied up as he was. And he was starving. The men had eaten right in front of Danny, taunting him with food. But they never untied him or even took off the gag. Danny could only star eat his captors pitifully, hungry and thirsty and helpless.
In the morning they had him pose with a picture of a newspaper, undoubtedly so they could show his company he was still alive. Danny dreaded what would happen when his employers told them that Danny wasn’t who he said he was. But again, there was nothing he could do. The gag was cemented itself to Danny’s face by this time, the rag in his mouth becoming a thick block.
While he was watched by one of the kidnappers, the other two went off to send the ransom demands. The third man hardly paid danny any mind except to taunt him with food or threats of how they were going to kill him. The only act of kindness, if it could be called that, was that the man let Danny take a piss. But even for that Danny wouldn’t be untied. The man XXXX Danny to his feet, made him bunny hop to the toilet and then unzipped his fly. Danny was incredibly pee shy and a masked man holding his dick didn't’ help that at all. But the pressure took care of things. It was either that or have Danny pee over himself. That was undoubtedly why they let him do even that.
When the other kidnappers came back, Danny was hog tied. He didn’t know why the men were torturing him even further with even more bondage. At least not until they began to all leave. They had decided to go collect thier ransom. They had also decided that instead of killing Danny right there, they would just let fate decide what would happen to Danny. If he could get free, he would be safe. Otherwise he would stay bound and gagged in that basement forever. No one knew where he was and no one was going to help him. The kidnappers made that quite clear.
Danny only had the light from the window to tell him how much time passed. he thought he counted an extra day. Outside he could hear traffic and people walking by. But the gag kept all of his pleas for help silenced. As night began to creep closer, Danny swore he could hear rats in the walls. His arms and legs were numb and he was dying of thirst and hunger. His struggles to get free of the tight bondage had been impossible before he was hog tied.
Exhaustion eventually claimed Danny and he XXXX. He didn’t know how long but he kept dreaming of escape only to wake up and find himself still tied up and gagged on that mattress.
So it when the police came, having caught his captors, Danny thought it was another dream.
The End
Danny played by Frankie
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/25/2008
tags: tape gag, socks, story, bare chest
38 photos; 5:13 video
Model: Leo
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 06/12/2008
tags: nudity, tape gag, butt, bare feet, hands behind back
21 photos; 5:20 video
Model: Cody Jonson
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/17/2022
TAgs: tape gag, socks, suit, twink, hands behind back, hog tie
30 photos; 4:29 video
Bound Soldier played by Dante
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/21/2021
Tags: outdoors, cleave gag, military, uniform, boots, hands behind back
20 photos; 4:22 video
Model: Jesse Daniels
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 09/26/2021
tags: outdoors, shirtless, cleave gag, hands behind back, twink, athletic socks, rugby kit
20 photos; 4:35 video
The Sailor played by David
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Photography 03/07/2018
tags: military, navy, gagged, cleave gagged, bare feet, hand gagged, bad guy, groped, tape gagged, blind fold
25 photos; 5:00 video
His mouth wrote a check his butt could not cash.
Mouthy Biker played by Rex
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/26/2017
tags: cleave gag, leather, hands tied in front, boots, bad guy, groped
22 photos; 3:05 video
Gagged: Marcus
Gagger: Donovan
Photography: Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/12/2016
tags : chair tied, gagged, hand gagged, stuff gag, otm gag, bad guy, groped
22 photos; 2:47 video
As usual Cody, West Valley’s all star tight end, was the last one off of the practice field and the locker room looked deserted as he pulled off his helmet and started toward his locker. By that time Cody was so tired that all he was thinking about was how good a nice hot shower was going to feel on his sore body.
Suddenly there was a blur of action behind Cody and the next thing he knew there was a folded towel wrapped around his neck and being pulled up over his face. At first Cody thought it was one of his teammates giving him the business. “Come on guys! I'm too tired for games,” he protested weakly.
The last of Cody’s words were muffled by the towel being pulled against his nose and mouth and Cody heard dark laughter coming from behind him just before he noticed that the towel was all damp and smelly with a strong sharp hospital-like smell. What was that stuff?
“Quick! Get the bag over him!” a voice said from somewhere.
Cody looked around to see who it was, but already his vision was getting blurry and he discovered that he was too weak to fight back while a big smelly laundry bag was pulled down over his head and shoulders. Cody moaned with fear as he felt his numbed body getting even weaker from smelling the reeking towel just before he felt himself falling into somebody’s strong arms. That’s when everything just went black.
When the blackness lifted again the first thing Cody noticed was a cool breeze blowing against the hairs on his bare legs. What happened to his pants? Instinctively Cody reached down to cover himself, but that was when he discovered that he couldn't move his arms. What was going on here?
Cody opened his bleary eyes and tried to make them focus on his surroundings. This wasn't the locker room! Cody looked around at the strange room and then down at his body. There were ropes all over him. He was tied up! Who had tied him up? Cody tried to yell out that this wasn't funny, and whoever did it had better let him go right now, but all that came out of mouth was a bunch of frightened hums. He couldn't even move his lips! Fear started Cody’s body trembling and then he heard footsteps coming toward him.
“So you're finally awake,” a strange voice said.
Cody craned his head around and looked up from the floor to see two strange men standing over him. Both of them were dressed in greasy-looking garage coveralls and they both had caps pulled down over their hair. And they both had folded bandannas tied over their noses and mouths so that all Cody could see was their dark evil eyes. And then Cody got really scared when he saw that one of the men was holding a leather blackjack and the other man was holding a folded heavy belt in his hands.
“On your feet, Jock-Boy,” the one in the purple bandanna ordered.
Cody didn't move fast enough to suit them so the one in the yellow bandanna used his belt to sting Cody’s bare buns. “Lesson One. Every time you don't do what we tell you, it’s going to hurt.”
“Yea,” the purple bandanna sneered. “And we just hate hurting people.”
Both bandannas laughed as Cody struggled to get up on his knees and then managed to get his shaky legs under him so that he could stand up.
Then Purple and Yellow started walking around his vulnerable body while they slapped their instruments of pain into the palms of their hands. “Yea, I think we picked us a good one this time. He looks like he’s going to be a lot of fun,” Yellow snickered.
Cody made the mistake of getting angry and began making threatening humming noises behind his taped-over lips while he strained his muscles against the tight ropes.
Smack! The leather belt stung Cody’s buns even more this time. “But he’s not very bright, is he?” Purple laughed.
“Okay Jock-Boy, here’s the drill. We were all sitting around yesterday trying to think of a good idea for a party tonight. And then I remembered that we hadn't had a Jock Party in awhile. That’s where you come in.”
Purple’s strong hand shoved Cody down onto his knees. Poor Cody was now completely confused. He had figured out that he had been XXXX by these two rough-looking guys, but now they were talking about having a party with him. That didn't make any sense.
Then Yellow started petting Cody’s hair like he was some kind of puppy. Cody didn't like that, but he couldn't take his eyes off of that leather belt. He didn't want to get hit with that again so tried ignore the petting hand while Yellow ran off at the mouth.
“A lot of our friends will be coming over so all you have to do is to be nice and to do whatever little favors they want.”
“Yea, most of them are pretty nice guys. There’s only one who wants to turn your tight end into a wide receiver. Now be good.” Purple pushed Cody down onto the floor and then both of the bandanna men went out of the room laughing.
Cody didn't know much about such things so it took him a whole minute to figure out that last crack about making him a wide receiver. Oh no! Cody could never do that!
Filled with panic, Cody began to strain and struggle against the tight ropes and he rolled all around on the floor, but all he managed to do was to make a lot of noise which brought the bandanna men back into the room.
“I told you he couldn't be trusted,” Yellow complained.
“It doesn't matter. We got to get him changed into his costume for the party anyway,” Purple wasn't perturbed. “Okay Jock-Boy, I'll give you a choice.”
Cody looked up from the floor to see Purple holding his cruel looking blackjack in one hand and a small can with a small spout in the other.
“We're going to put you back to XXXX. Which one do you want?”
Cody didn't want either one, but that blackjack really scared him, so he pointed his nose at the little can and made some humming noises behind the tape.
“All right, you do it,” Purple handed the can to Yellow who was already happily holding somebody’s old sock.
Purple pulled Cody up and padded the sock over his nose. Then he opened the little spout on the can and began dripping some really foul-smelling liquid onto the sock. “Come on little puppy, give me some nice sniffs.”
Cody didn't want to, but he couldn't stop the sharp-smelling fumes from sneaking into his nose and soon he was feeling very foggy and XXXX and so he only half heard Purple laughing.
“That’s a good boy. Once we get you dressed up in your nice puppy-dog costume, you can even wag your little tail.”
The drips kept falling onto the smelly sock and poor Cody felt himself slipping down into a dark world that he had never visited before.
THE END
Cody played by Jake
Photography by Caitiff
tags: tape gag , jock, sports gear, football, butt
24 photos; 5:13 video
Ajax had it all. The perfect job, the perfect lifestyle and the ick of any hot man he ever wanted. To say he was the envy of the neighbourhood would be an understatement but there was no doubt that he was.
One particular neighbour really envied how things seemed to always go Ajax's way while he himself struggled to barely even pay his bills. This neighbour also worked in the same company that Ajax worked in but while Ajax was a high flying executive, the neighbour in question was a maintenance man.
One dsy the man in question was falsely accused of stealing from the company. Ajax had the chance to vouch for the men's innocence and chose not to. The man lost his job. Ajax did not care one bit, so the man decided to was time for some payback.
When Ajax was at work, the man decided he would break into the businessman's home and help himself to whatever cash and valuables were lying about. People like Ajax didn't appreciate what they had and losing a bit wouldn't hurt him in the long run. The man rationed that it was nearly a victimless crime and even if it wasn't, Ajax was a rather deserving victim of some minor theft.
What the man had not banked on was that Ajax had decided to do some work from home instead of gong to office. Ajax had dressed up like he was heading to work but it wasn't til it was too late that the man realised his plans was potentially scuppered. Ajax had walked in on riflomg through drawers for cash.
"The fuck you doing in my house?" Ajax shouted, startling the bumbling man. Ajax was standing between him and the door.
"I can explain," the man tried to appeal to the businessman's better nature but Ajax wasn't in the mood for an explanation.
As Ajax pulled out his cell phone to ring the police and closed the door to foolish try and make his own citizen's arrest, the man in a panic picked up the nearest thing to do and struck Ajax, knocking him out instantly.
Panicked, the man decided to continue with his robbery, so he found some rope, a roll of duct tape and a bandanna. The last thing he needed was Ajax disturbing him or calling for any attention.
Almost a half an hour has passed before Ajax came to. Seated on the couch, Ajax's hands, chest, knees and ankles were bound tightly with the rope while the bandanna and a large strip of duct tape kept him gagged. In a panic, Ajax struggled in his bonds, desperately calling for help.
As he slumped off the couch and hit the floor, the man had come back with a suitcase worth of stolen goods and money. Somehow he had managed to get into Ajax's safe and seemed more hpy with his outcome.
As Ajax tried to reason with his captor with great difficulty due to being tightly bound and gagged, the man in question remember that not so long Ajax had an opportunity to help him and chose not to.
The man reminded Ajax of that fact, explaining his motives for the robbery and while he had no intention of untying Ajax. Instead, he put the bag down and had fun with Ajax's feet, making the businessman whimper for his own personal amusement.
Taking a photo of the businessman as a memento and informing Ajax that he found something rather incriminating while snooping on his laptop, Ajax knew that if he didn't want to be trading designer suits for prison jumpsuits, he would have no choice but to let this man get away with stealing from.
It was several hours later before Ajax managed to free himself from his bonds. A text message from his captor reminding him of the leverage that he had stopped Ajax from phoning the police.
Ajax had always considered himself a smart player but this guy turned out to be smarter. He sighed, knowing that he had been had.
---- The End ----
Model Ajax
Photography by Caitiff
Date of production 11/11/2021
tags suit, cleave gag, tape gag, black socks, hands behind back
30 photos; 12:09 video
Model:Anthony Wolf
Photography by Caitiff
Date of production: 02/24/2021
Tags: rugby socks, stuffing gag, sock gag, OTM gag, nude, ass, hands behind back, frog tie, ass, bad guy, fondled, dick tied
23 photos; 8:14 video
You broke yoru promise.
So now you have to pay.
Horny Dude played by Felix Adonis
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/14/2020
Tags: muscular, bodybuider, nude, butt, dick, dick tied, dick leashed, spanked, groped, fondled, plug gag, dominated, punished, grinding, locked in closet
1 photos; 5:20 video
Model: Dean
Bad Guy: Slade
Photography by Nick007
Date of Production: 7-22-2015
tags: bear, hand gag, cleave gag, bad guy, groped, gagged, chair tied
22 photos; 5:48 video
Lane looked around himself nervously. They couldn't be serious. What kind of fucked up fraternity was he pledging?
He knew that his Pledge Master Ron had some kind of weird thing for him. He was always paddling him the longest, and with the most swats. When it came time to wait on the Big Brothers in his underwear during parties, Ron seemed to always focus on Lane. Making him constantly fetch Solo cups of beer when Ron wasn't even done with the beer he was XXXX, XXXX him to do jumping jacks and deep knee bends in his tighty whities with PLEDGE written on the seat to amuse the other Brothers and make their sorority girl invites laugh. Lane's pledge name was "Tebow" because he bore a striking resemblance to the incredibly hot pro football player, and don't think Lane didn't notice that not only had Ron given him that pledge name but had a giant Tebow poster on his bedroom wall.
And now he was tightly bound and gagged. And completely at the mercy of Ron. Alone.
"This is what we call the Test Of Struggle. A Phi Delta HAS to be agile, dexterous, and quick-thinking. I've tied you, gagged, and rendered you almost completely helpless."
Ron stopped flapping his gums for a second to give the helpless Lane an incredibly chilling smile. A smile that made Lane wonder where the other pledges were. Why was he being hazed alone and by only one brother? He came to some conclusions and unwittingly moaned into his gag. He couldn't even form anything close to words. Ron had rolled up another bandana and stuffed it into his mouth. The cloth was so big and round that it filled his entire mouth, held his tongue down, and was then secured by the second bandana. All he could do was "mmmpphhh" into his gag.
"Aw, Tebow...don't be upset. I'm sure you'll find it in you to pass the Test of Struggle. Because if you dont...."
Ron suddenly picked the bound and helpless Lane up by his elbows. He stood him up on his feet, and took a step back to let Lane sway there. Lane wobbled. Staying upright when your hands and feet were tied was really hard! He had never felt so helpless. His hands were stuck behind his back. His ankles were firmly lashed together. And this stupid gag! Everything felt so constricted. Even his sneakers, jeans and t-shirt felt ultra-tight. This sucked. And then Ron showed him what was going to happen to him if he didn't pass the Test of Struggle.
Lane moaned and squealed as Ron began running his hands over and under Lane's tight t-shirt. He tweaked his nipples, and massaged Lane's muscular pecs and torso. He turned Lane around like he was a toy, ignored Lane's muffled protests, and began kneading and squeezing Lane's buttcheeks through his jeans! Lane writhed like mad. He couldn't do this! This was sexual assault!
And the worst part? When Ron began rubbing up on his bulge. And the very worst part? When Lane began to get hard and started to hump the air and wish Ron would unbutton his jeans. It was all so confusing. He was humiliated, terrified, and...horny? The fuck? Ron began to accompany his manipulation of Lane's package by subtly rubbing his finger up and down Lane's asscrack. And just as Lane began to get into the rhythm of Ron's hands massaging his denimed cock, Ron stopped...
"You have 15 minutes to pass the Test of Struggle. Or you're fucked. Good luck, pledge."
Ron pushed him over, laughed at his helplesness, and left the room. Lane landed in a heap. OOOFFF. He was a roped steer waiting for branding. And he he thought he knew what Ron had in mind for branding. He began to struggle. He had 15 minutes to get out of these horrible ropes, and kick Ron's ass.
But did he want out?
Model:Aiden
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production:09/24/2012
tags: cleave gag, sneakers, hands behind back, jeans