21 photos; 3:22 video
1:02 amFor the fifth night this week, Ted was waken up by the blaring music from his dorm mate's stereo. Once again, his room mate Glen couldn't fall aXXXX so he was taking it out on everybody else.
" For Christ's sake, turn that shit OFF! I have class tomorrow morning!"
" Oh sorry," Glen apologized, turning the music down but not off," Nine inch nails helps me relax."
"Well it doesn't help me! Got to XXXX!" Ted demanded.
"I can't. "Glen whined," I go too much energy at night. I can't stop moving around."
That was the final straw. Glen was always using the excuse he had too much energy. But for some reason he never expended that energy outside the dorm room where he wouldn't bother anyone. And now, Glen had used that lame excuse once to often...
"Can't stop moving, huh? Well, I can fix that!"
1:10 am
"Hey, let me go!" Glen pleaded in a whiny voice, twisting his body as much as the ropes allowed.. His hands had been tied in front of him and then secured to more ropes around his arms front and back. Glen could only move his hands a few inches up or down. His feet and knees were also bound.
Glen had let Ted tie him up, cowed by the psycho look Ted's face had developed after a week with no decent XXXX. But now, the ropes were biting into his wrists.
"Let me go or I'll Scream for help!"
A bandana shoved into and knotted in Glen's mouth took care of that threat.
Ted lay back on his bed, admiring his work as Glen tossed and struggled to free himself. Glen apparently, was struggling in vain.
1:18 am
Ted closed his eyes, trying to fall aXXXX. He almost did, except that a noise kept waking him up. The noise of the bed sheets on Glen's bed rustling as he threw himself back and forth, trying to loosen the ropes that bound him.
"Oh, for crying out loud! You just can't stop moving around, can you?" Ted screamed at Glen, who being gagged, gave only a faint "mmmph" in reply.
Fortunately Ted knew what to do. Taking another length of the clothes line he had used to tie up Glen in the first place, Ted looped another length from the rope that was tied around Glen's arms to his feet, creating a kind of hog-tie. Now Glen found he couldn't move anymore then side to side.
"At last!" exclaimed Ted, laying down once more. Finally he had enough peace and quiet to XXXX. In fact, the faint sounds of his room mate rolling around helplessly tied up on the bed, making moaned "mmmph"sounds every so often, was beginning to lull him into a pleasant dream filled snooze.
9:05 am
That had been the best XXXX Ted had had in a long time. So good, he saw no reason to ruin his peace of mind by untying Glen now. Across the room, Glen gave Ted a pathetic look.
"Mmmmmm?!" moaned Glen sadly.
"I don't think so. I know you don't have class today and I still have a paper to do tonight. So I think I'll just give you a little more down time. We may even fix that insomnia of yours."
Glen somehow doubted ted really had his best interest's in mind. But as Ted tied a blindfold over Glen's eyes, he did say it was to help him XXXX.
"Get some rest now!" Ted laughed as he locked the door behind him.
10:00 am
Alone, bound and gagged, Glen continued to free himself. And was having as much luck as he had had last night...none at all.
"Mmmmm! Mmmmmmph!" Glen cried whenever he heard voices outside his room. But whom ever was passing by in the hall must not have heard him through his gag because they kept right on going..
Glen was growing exhausted. The nervous energy that kept him up all night was running down. But still, he continued to struggle. Being tied up and gagged was not how he wanted to spend his entire day!
10:35 am
Outside in the hall, numerous people walked past Glen and Ted's dorm room. But inside, Glen no longer noticed. He lay on his bed, absolutely still except for an occasional tug at his ropes in his XXXX. Soft snores escaped the sodden gag wedged between his teeth.
It was the best XXXX Glen had had in ages.
The End
Glen played by Eddie
Photograpry by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/15/2007
25 photos
Orange Model: Gurth
Photography by Caitiff
Back
Date of Production: 01/17/2003
41 photos; 2:53 video
BoundGuy played by Mickey O'Shea
Bad Guy played by Sammy
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/27/2010
28 photos; 5:11 video
Swimming Coach played by Patrick aka Tynan Fox
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/29/2020
19 photos; 9:23 video
Evil Boss played by on Storm
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production 05/05/2020
20 photos; 6:43 video
The Gagged played by Dante
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 10/15/2019
30 photos; 6:12 video
Model: Dean
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 11/15/2014
24 photos; 2:59 video
by John
“Christopher? What time did you say your rich daddy is going to be home?” said Markus. “I would really hate to keep you tied up all night long while he’s out with your new step-mom spending all of his money. He’s supposed to be forkin over some of that money to me to be your ‘friend’, and if he doesn’t….well let’s just say that I won’t be playin with you anymore.”
“Markus, I don’t know when he mmmmmmmmmpf.” Markus had had enough of Christopher’s games. “I don’t want to hear another word out of you” as Markus hand- gagged Christopher to keep him silent. He had heard every story before from Christopher. Just let him go and he would get the money to him the next day. And every time that Markus heard that he felt sorry for Christopher, but NOT this time. He had a plan this time. He would keep Christopher tied up and waiting in the living room for his Dad to get home. He’d then leave a bag with a note pinned on Christopher’s chest stating that Christopher owed a big debt to someone and that if that debt wasn’t left in the bag and dropped on the corner outside of their huge estate then there would be no future for Christopher.
Well, Christopher wasn’t going to stand for this, and he certainly wasn’t going to be held captive in his own house by his supposed friend. So Christopher started screaming and yelling through the handgag so that maybe one of the maids would hear his cries for help. This only irritated Markus and so Markus grabbed the nearest cloth he could and shoved it in Christopher’s mouth so that he would shut the hell up. This did not make Christopher happy as Markus had found a way to make him vulnerable and unable to cry for help now.
Christopher first looked at Markus with an angry look in his eyes, but that look soon faded to a sad and helpless face. Christopher was hoping that Markus would take pity on him, but Markus knew better. These two had been friends since high school. Markus had always been the not so popular one. Christopher had all the money, until he went and blew it all at the casino and got himself into trouble with some bookies. Well, Markus being the good friend that he was helped him out by paying the bookies to keep away from Christopher and to erase his debt. Christopher however never paid Markus back for his kindness and generosity. After several attempts to get the money out of Christopher, Markus had given up all hopes and had come up with this plan to get the money out of Christopher’s Dad.
Markus got hungry and decided that he was going to run down to Jack-In-The-Box to pick up some tacos and a Grilled Sourdough Sandwich. While he was gone, Christopher, of course, tried to escape the ropes that bound him. This proved to be a bad idea. Christopher somehow wiggled around too much and caused the chair to tip over and he ended up on his back with his legs in the air.
When Markus got back he started laughing at Christopher. “You silly fool. You aren’t going to be able to get out. Just realize that you have made a mistake by not paying your best friend back for helping cover your ass when you were in a bad situation. You are LUCKY I just don’t take it out of your ass personally!”
The night wore on, and Christopher’s Dad never showed back up at the house. I wonder if Markus ever let Christopher go….or if he is still “tied up”?............
Christopher played Rod
Markus played by Sammy
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 02/08/2006
21 photos
Red Model: Rod
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/17/2003
24 photos; 6:46 video
Model : cliff
Photography by Caitiff
Date of production:11/10/2012
4:16 video
Before they could do the job they had to take out anybody in tyhe way
The Janitior was in the way,
Sorry, Due to a technical glitch there are no pictures.
Janitor:played by Rex
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/10/2020
21 photos; 8:13 video
It's a tough job market. You gotta make an extra effort.
Model : Steve Thompson
Photography by Caitiff
Date of PRoduction: 05/25/2020
20 photos; 4:42 video
Model : Micah Stone
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production 04/26/2020
23 photos; 2:46 video
Glen glared defiantly at the two men who had XXXX him. His hands were lashed behind his back, and tight rope surrounded his broad chest, biting into his meaty pecs. A thick cloth gag was tied into his mouth, silencing him. Just an hour before, he had been warming up in the locker room at Peppermill State for his match in the Intercollegiate
Greco-Roman Semi-Finals. He was heavily favored to win, and a victory would assure Peppermill's team a top seeding in the Finals next week. His teammate Greg Fitzpatrick had stuck his head into the locker room and said:
"Glen, one of the TV guys told me Coach wants to see you in his office, pronto!"
"Thanks, Greg, I'll be right there," he'd replied.
Glen pulled up the straps of his spandex singlet, and headed down the corridor to Coach Petersen's office. He had assumed Coach was out on the gym floor, since the competition had already beXXXX. As he stepped through Coach's office door, a hand clapped over his mouth and a muscular arm circled his throat.
"Mmmpphhh!!", Glen grunted, but before he even had a chance to react, he saw Coach Petersen sitting in his desk chair, bound and gagged, with a stranger holding a XXXX to his head.
"No trouble, boy," a voice gritted into his ear, "or Coach will be managing the team at Big Sky U!"
Glen's eyes met the Coach's, and the Coach shook his head slowly up and down, indicating that Glen should do as he was told. The hand was removed from his mouth, and a cloth was stuffed into it and tied behind his head. Glen saw that the Coach was bound to his chair and gagged with wide strips of white athletic tape. Coach Petersen, a handsome, muscular man in his early 40's, looked completely helpless in his bonds and gag . Glen stood still as his
arms were pulled roughly behind his back and his wrists tied tightly with quite a bit of rope. The two men didn't speak as Glen was tied up, and then the one who had tied him dXXXXd a thick white towel over his head, effectively hooding his face.
"Take him out," the one holding the XXXX on the Coach said, "and make sure no one sees you! I'll take care of Coach."
Glen's blood ran cold as he was led down the corridor by his XXXX. What was going on? Why was he being XXXX? What would happen to Coach? He cooperated with the thug, afraid that any struggle on his part would endanger the Coach.
He was led out a side door, and raising his head slightly beneath the towel, he saw a nondescript, white panel truck parked immediately in front of the door. He was pushed onto the floor of the van, and his ankles were quickly tied.
"Nice body, kid," the XXXX said, running his hand over the prominent bulge in Glen's skintight singlet.
The van roared off, another XXXX behind the wheel. After about 20 minutes, it stopped, and Glen's ankles were untied. "Up and at 'em, stud," the XXXXper ordered.
Glen was led into a dark, rundown house. Summoning up his courage, he mumbled through his gag.
"Whaff oing on? Oo ah oo?"
He was rewarded by a smack across the face.
"Shut the fuck up!" he was told, and pushed roughly to the floor.
"Let's check your 'nads for steroid use."
Glen was horrified as the thug stuck his hand into the crotch of his singlet and hauled out his cock and balls, sXXXXping the spandex under his ball sac.
"MMMPPPHHHHHH!!!" Glen writhed as his manhood was stroked, gently but firmly.
"Ummm," the XXXXper said, "Shaved, eh? I heard you jocks do that."
At that moment, the van driver entered the room.
"What the fuck? Spike, you frigging perv, leave him alone. You know the orders!"
"OK, OK," Spike replied, reluctantly tucking Glen's jewels back into their spandex pouch. The driver tossed some rope at Spike.
"Hogtie the fucker, and tighten up that gag. This dump has people nextdoor."
Spike followed his orders, quickly re-tying Glen's ankles, and then fastening his ankles to his wrists in a restrictive hogtie. He unknotted the cloth gag, then pulled it into Glen's mouth even tighter than before, and double-knotted it. Glen's well-trained muscles could handle the pain of the hogtie, but the roping rendered him completely helpless, belly-down on the floor. For the first time, he noticed the television in the corner across from where he lay. The local ESPN station was covering the Semi-Finals, and Glen's eyes were riveted to the screen. Suddenly, the camera angle switched from the floor of the gym, and Coach Petersen's handsome face filled the screen.
"It's a tough loss for us, Bob," the Coach said into the camera. "Unfortunately, our star heavyweight, Glen Armstrong, was tied up tonight....by a family emergency."
The two thugs laughed.
"Hey, dat Coach dude has a pretty good sense of humor," Spike said. “Good thing we paid him off."
"Yeah," his fellow thug replied, "Looks like you lose this fall, kid!"
Greg reacted to the corny pun by groaning into his gag and struggling
against the tight ropes, to no avail.
"Yeah, SMACKDOWN!" Spike laughed.
The End
Greg played by Mark
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/14/2005
26 photos; 5:27 video
Model: Tanner
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Prduction: 11/17/2010
20 photos
Lieutenant Cristof Hoffmann came to with an aching head and a rope around his throat. He quickly took stock of his situation. He was lying uncomfortably on a set of steps, his hands tied behind his back. He was blindfolded and gagged with something sticky - he was guessing tape. The rope around his neck seemed to be tied to something. He got to his feet and tested his limits. He was tied to the bottom of the stairs and could move about four feet. The wall and floor seemed unfinished - a basement, maybe? But how did he get there? The last thing he remembered was patrolling the streets of Rotenburg...then a sharp pain in the back of his head and darkness.
As he explored his surroundings he realised he was not the only one there. He heard breathing, then approaching footsteps. There was a tug on the rope around his neck and he was led across the room. Someone grabbed his shoulder s and pushed him down into a chair. Someone tall, by the feel of it. His arms were pulled up over the back of the chair, his hands still tied together, pinning him more securely to the chair.
Lieutenant Hoffmann’s mind raced...who was doing this to him? He had never felt so out of control. As a police officer he stayed in fairly good physical condition and was accustomed to the respect his position received. It was a shock to realise he almost enjoyed the feeling of being controlled, rather than being in command of the situation. If only he knew whether or not his captor meant him harm!
He felt rope being tied around his ankles, then more rope encircling his torso and arms, binding him more tightly to the chair...making him even more helpless. He struggled, but his XXXX was too strong. Fear and excitement warred within him.
“Now, Cristof, let’s see what Lars left me for,” said his captor.
Sergei! His lover’s jealous ex boyfriend! Cristof remembered Lars telling him how Sergei had been convinced Lars was seeing another man, even before he and Cristof met, let alone started seeing each other. Now, it seemed, Sergei had decided to get a little revenge.
Sergei ripped the tape off Cristof’s eyes. Cristof winced, then blinked in the sudden brightness. Sergei was holding his hair, staring intently at his face.
“Yes, lovely blue eyes...Quite the handsome man, aren’t you?”
Cristof stared back at him, startled by the appearance of his captor. He recalled Lars’s description of Sergei but still hadn’t expected someone quite so strongly built or so attractive. Pity he was bad tempered. Was he planning on a beating? Cristof hoped nothing worse was in store for him.
Sergei pulled Cristof’s tie out from under the rope across his chest. He stepped back to admire the sight of the officer bound in his basement before undoing his tie. Cristof struggled a bit more, mumbling something through the tape.
Cristof was shocked when Sergei started to unbutton his jacket and shirt. Not a beating, then...something much more intimate. His outward struggles ceased. Now he fought with himself. Cristof was certain he shouldn’t be enjoying this. He had been XXXX by his lover’s ex boyfriend. But he couldn’t help being attracted to this powerful man. How far was Sergei planning on taking this? What would Cristof tell Lars if he ever got away? These questions and more raced through Cristof’s mind as he stared up at a man who had suddenly taken complete control of his life.
To be continued...
Lieutenant Cristof Hoffmann played by Mike
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 06/14/2007
28 photos; 4:33 video
XXXX INTERRUPTED
by SoftTouch
It happens to all of us sooner or later. After a long week of double shifts and shifts again Derek’s batteries had completely run down to empty. So he turned off the phone, put out all the lights and took off all of his clothes and embraced his nice soft bed. In a matter of moments he had sighed himself down into a nice deep XXXX.
What was that…? Derek’s eyelids slid about half open. Did he hear a noise?
Something touched his arm and Derek shook his head. Not now, he didn't want to wake up now. But something made Derek turn his head around and right away he was sorry that he did that. There was some kind of a strange man in an ugly ski mask standing beside his bed. Derek started to cry out in fright, but then a beefy hand clamped itself over Derek’s mouth.
“Don't make any noise and I won't have to harm you,” a dark voice warned Derek.
Carve…? Me…? Derek had never been so scared.
The next thing Derek knew there were strong hands pulling a folded cloth against his lips. He opened his mouth to tell the Ski Mask that the cloth was hurting him, but the Ski Mask didn't care. He just kept on pulling on that cloth until it was filling up the inside of Derek’s mouth. Then he pushed Derek’s face down onto the bed while he tied the two ends of the cloth tightly behind Derek’s neck.
“Hands behind your back,” Ski Mask commanded.
Derek did what the voice told him and tried not to feel the ropes that were now being wrapped all around his wrists and his chest. Derek was feeling so confused. This Ski Mask shouldn't be in his bedroom. He shouldn't be able to see Derek without his clothes on. And he shouldn't be tying Derek up like this, but Derek didn't know what to do to stop him.
The next thing Derek knew more of those ropes were grabbing onto his legs and holding his ankles together.
“Don't go anywhere,” the Ski Mask warned Derek.
Derek held very still and listened intently until he heard the Ski Mask walk out of the bedroom. Then he sprang into action and soon he was twisting and rolling all over his bed while he strained and struggled to somehow get his hands on the ropes that were hugging him so tight.
But no matter what Derek did, those ropes just kept on hugging him tighter and tighter. This was hopeless! Any minute now that Ski Mask would be coming back, and there was no telling what he might do to Derek then. He had to get out of here!
Pretending that he was a snake or at least one of those caterpillars, Derek wormed his way around on the bed until he could finally get his feet down on the floor.
Then it took all of Derek’s strength to slowly pull his body up until he was finally standing up beside the bed. Then he waited and listened.
He couldn't hear or see the Ski Mask, but he could feel him somewhere close by. Derek took a little hop with his tied feet. He almost lost his balance, but then he managed to stay on his feet. Then Derek tried another little hop.
Hop by hop, Derek quietly made his way toward the door. Any second he expected that scary Ski Mask to suddenly appear and pounce on him.
But Derek’s luck held and the Ski Mask stayed away until Derek finally made it to the door.
Getting the door open was kind of tricky, but finally Derek felt it swinging open. He was almost free.
Then Derek suddenly realized that he didn't have any clothes on. What if someone saw him like this and started screaming? So what; Derek told himself. If it wasn't for this nasty cloth in his mouth, he'd probably be screaming himself right now.
So Derek didn't care what he looked like while he continued hopping and hopping unto he was far, far away.
THE END
Derek played by Sammy
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/02/2006
3:42 video
Jock 1 played by Troy
Jock 2 played by Jon Storm
Photography by Slade
Date of Production: 02/29/2020
19 photos; 7:38 video
The Bad Boss played by Dean
Photography by Caitiff
Date of production: 05/20/2020
30 photos; 4:26 video
Office worker played by Nick Armor
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production 04/26/2020
45 photos; 3:36 video
Model : Aturo
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 10/09/2008
28 photos; 5:02 video
Model: Matt
Photography by Caitiff
Date of production: 09/12/2010
28 photos
"Mmmmm! Mmmpphh-mmmfffuuu!", creamed Billy through the layers of duct tape that was wrapped around his mouth and head. Billy would've just stripped the tape off his head if he hadn't been tied up like he was. Billy's shoulders ached from his hands being bound behind his back for so long.
How the hell did he manage to get himself into this predicament?, Billy asked himself.
Oh yeah, because he was an asshole.
It had all started like a normal day. Billy had taken some money out of his Mom's purse while she was XXXX, going down to the mall, stuffed a watch down his pants and ran from security, and then gone to the local school of the blind to laugh at the sightless losers.
It had been a good day. Well , not quite.
He had made the mistake of going to see his girlfriend Peggy Sue at the Quik mart. But she had gotten mad at him for some reason just because he had been asking this one chick to go home with him. The chick had been stacked but she must have been some kind of lesbian or something because she pimp slapped Billy across the jaw just because he grabbed her ass. And then Peggy Sue started getting all uppity and shit so Billy just left to go the movies.
That's when he remembered that he had spent all the money he had he stolen from his mom. That was why he had gone to see Peggy Sue, to see if he could sneak a few bucks from the register while she wasn't looking. But he hadn't gotten the chance. So now he was broke again. How was he going to get any money now?
"Hey Billy", ken, Billy's neighbor said. And that was when Billy got an idea. Billy know that Ken was gay and had a thing for Billy, even though he had never said so. Billy was gay but he could fake it if it meant he could con Ken out of some money. Billy could kick Ken's ass if he tried to put his hands on him.
So for the first time in his life, Billy said hi back and was actually nice to Ken. After talking for a while, Billy was able to ask, "So , Ken. You got a boyfriend?"
"No. I'm kinda picky I guess."
"Well, a lot of people don't know this but ...I've been kinda curious, if you know what I mean. I think I'd like to be your boyfriend."
"I don't know if you would like what I like."
"Sure I would!", Billy lied. "Anything you want to do to me, you can do. For however long you want. No one even knows I'm here so I don't have to get back home anytime soon."
Ken seemed leery at first but lust won out. Billy was invited into Ken's house. Billy instantly started appraising what he could grab real quick. Ken handed Billy a beer. Billy took it and drank it one gulp, figuring he could at least have a cold one before he robbed the guy. of course, what Billy hadn't figured on was the mickey in the beer. As Billy began to lose conscieness, he heard Ken say, " I've always wanted to XXXX somebody."
A few hours later and Billy woke up, bound and gagged on Ken's floor, with ken standing over him.
"This is so cool. I never thought anybody in this hick town would be into getting tied up and then here you come along, begging me to do anything I wanted to you. And you did say anything. I am going to show you such a good time. But first I need to get the all the toys I have in the basement ready." And with that Ken walked downstairs.
"Mmmmm!", Billy couldn't believe this. He wasn't serious when he said he wanted a boyfriend. Frantically he tugged at the ropes that bound him but the knots didn't budge. meanwhile the tape gag made Billy's cries for help into muffled grunts. Still, there was no telling how soon Ken.
Billy's only chance was the window. With all the strength he had, Billy desperately rolled as fast as his bound body could towards the window. He poked his head up under the blinds. To his amazement, it was open. To he even greater surprise, Peggy Sue was standing right outside in front of it. She walked over.
"Mmmmppff! Mmmpppfff-mmthfffnn!", Billy desperately pleaded. She had to help him. She was his girlfriend.
'Wow, Ken wasn't kidding." Peggy Sue said, admiring the rope work. "He tied your ass up good."
"Mmmmm!", Billy grunted again. Untie me already, you silly bitch!, he thought to himself. But apparently Peggy Sue had no intention of doing any such thing.
"I mean, at first, I didn't believe that you and Ken...but hey, it's not my place top judge. and I decided we weren't right for each other anyway." She gave Billy a patronizing pat on the head. She then turned to go
WHAT! You fucking stupid...Tightly gagged, Billy could only glare as Peggy Sue began to walk away.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMffph!", Billy gave as loud a shout as he could. Peggy Sue turned around.
"Oh, and Ken and I talked to your Mom and she says you can live here from now on if that's what you've decided. She also said something about her purse but I didn't get that. See ya, Billy!"
Billy was about to grunt after her, get her attention again, get anybody's attention when he felt ken's hand reach around and slap over Billy's already taped mouth.
"Can't have you bothering the neighbors!, "Ken said as he dragged Billy to the middle of the room and quickly hog tied him," Don't worry, the basement is sound proofed. No one will hear you. I just have to drag the bed with the chains over. You're going to be tied up for weeks. Have to make sure you are comfortable!" Ken was positively ecstatic as he went back down stairs.
Billy, now hog tied as well as bound and gagged, could only roll helplessly from side to side, as he waited to become his neighbor's bondage boy toy.
What have I ever done to deserve this?!, Billy asked himself.
The End
Billy played by Philip
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 02/23/2002
20 photos; 4:36 video
Model: Dean
Photography by Caitiff
Date of production: 03/21/2013