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Bear In His Underwear
27 photos; 5:17 video
Model: Rex
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 07/13/2019
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Snug as a Bug by Nick007
26 photos; 5:19 video
This had to been the worst day of Rex's life. He must have blacked out. He was wrapped up tightly in what felt like a rug. He could feel the ropes wrapped around his wrists, legs, and chest.
Rex started to remember what he was doing earlier that day and how he got himself into this situation. He was at the gym doing his normal routine. He ran a couple miles, used the exercise bike, and lifted weights. After his work out he was in the locker room and took his shower. He walked to his locker, put his boxers on and his tank top, when he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head. As he fell to the ground, he looked behind him and saw a man holding a lead pipe. Everything went dark.
Suddenly, Rex felt hands on the rug as they rolled him over and over until a flash of light blinded him. His eyes adjusted to the light. He saw a man standing over him. He was wearing jeans, boots, and a black hoodie. A black bandana covered his face. Rex had no idea who this guy was, but knew he didn’t like the look in his eyes, especially when the man started to put his hands on him.
The man's hands explored various parts of Rex's body. “You're probably wondering what's going on.” the man said. Rex responded his an angry grunt, unable to speak though the bandana gag and layers of duct tape covering his mouth. “Well let's just say your gym etiquette got you in this situation.”
Rex thought and thought about what happened but couldn't think of anything that could have been considered wrong in the gym world.
The man could tell that Rex was confused. “You probably don’t even think you did anything wrong.” the man said as he gave Rex's nice ass a good hard spanking. “Typical. Well, while you were running on the track, you XXXX over a very handsome man. You didn’t even stop to help him up. Just kept on running. Then on the exercise bicycle, you didn’t even wipe down the equipment as sweating all over it. And the final straw was when you were lifting weights. That man that you XXXX over, came over to use the weights and you tossed him a 20 lb weight at him to “catch”. It XXXX him over again. You laughed, called him a pussy, and went on your way.”
Rex thought to himself. “Yeah, a normal day at the gym. You don’t like it go to another gym.”
“I can tell by the look on your face,” the man said, “that you don’t even think you did something wrong. Well what you didn’t realize is that the man you XXXX over not once but twice has ties with a certain particular mafia. The Gay Mafia, in fact. So he sent a request to our leader, Elton, and his request was approved. So here I am, to teach you a lesson. Plus I get to have a lot of fun with every inch of your body. So it's a win win for everyone.”
Rex struggled against the ropes but to no avail. The man began tickling him and Rex followed with uncontrollable laughter. After what seemed like an hour of non stop torture, the man walked away and said “Now don’t go anywhere. I'm going to get a few more toys to play with. You just sit there and think about how to be a better person.”
The man left the room. Rex, now fully pissed off, struggled against the ropes even harder now. However the knots were too tight. He was going no where.
The End.
Model: Rex
Mysterious Man: Nick007 Photography by CaitiffDate of Production:02/19/2014
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Red Ball Gag
23 photos; 2:59 video
Model: Aaron
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/15/2007
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The Letter by John
28 photos
The Letter
by JohnIt was late Wednesday afternoon when John O’Malley received a XXXX on his hotel room door. The man at the door, wearing a long, black trench coat and black pants and shoes handed him an envelope and said “Follow the instructions inside and no one will get hurt.”
You see, John O’Malley plays futbol or as we Americans know it “soccer” for the Irish national team. His team is inParisright now playing a tournament and has made it to the final round where they are supposed to play the German national team on Friday.
John proceeded to open up the envelope the stranger had given him inside there was a letter.
Wednesday, June 23, 2004.
To Whom It May Concern:
We have taken your star Forward, Michael O’Brien, and are holding him at an undisclosed location. Our demands are simple.
1) You don’t come looking for him.
2) You tell the media that he is too sick to play the game on Friday and we will return him after the tournament is over.
Now of course John immediately thought that this had to be the doing of the German national team or at least someone associated with them or a crazy fan of theirs that wanted to make sure they won the tournament. You see, with a win at this tournament the German national team would be the top seed going into the World Cup tournament. John continued to read the
letter...
We have enclosed some pics for your “enjoyment” just to know that we are not joking around with this. Please take us seriously or else you will never see your star Forward again!
Sincerely,
Fan O’Socker
John pulled all of the pictures out of the envelope and was amazed at what he saw. He couldn’t believe that they had taken his best friend and tied him up like that and were holding him hostage. And to make matters even worse they had an “Eringo Braugh” blanket in the background. Was this the Germans? Or was it possibly an Irish Conspiracy??The End?
Micheal O’Brian played by Lyle
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 06/22/2004
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Stuck by Ogre
31 photos; 3:15 video
Bill was having his usual Sunday afternoon. His roommate, Troy, had bound him up and done what he could to make sure Bill wasn't going anywhere. This week Troy had gotten creative and bound only Bill's arms and one ankle to the bed.
There was plenty of tickling and giggling involved in the situation, as usual, and Bill was really beginning to have himself a good time. Tory was, too. He put Bill's arms around himself, giving him a false sense of security. He grabbed an ankle and bound it as well, pulling the rope taut to the bottom of the bed. There wasn't any getting away from the tickling this time!
Troy went to town on Bill's foot. Bill, of course, squealed and thrashed and started yelling. "Dammit, Troy!" he shouted at one point. "I'm going to get you when I get out of this!"
Troy just laughed at his friend. "Oh really? What if I don't let you out?" He grinned widely and flipped Bill over onto his stomach for a good bit of spanking as well, to teach Bill to open his big mouth!
Bill yelped, immediately sorry he'd cursed at his roommate. "Ow! I'm sorry, I give! Uncle!!!" He twisted this way and that buy Troy kept on smacking his ass.After a few more minutes of this, Troy stood up. "You know, Bill, I really could use a beer. You want a beer? I think you do. But we don't have any here, unfortunately. I'll run to the store and get us some. I'll be back." He turned for the door.
Bill was horrified! "How could you... You wouldn't... Don't leave me here like this, Troy!!!" He was mortified at the thought of being trapped, unable to get free from the bed without a long time working at the knots. His friend shrugged. "Well, I'll see you when I get back."
Bill started to curse at him again but thought better of it. Troy left the room and as Bill heard the front door close he began to panic. "Troy! Troooyyyy! Don't leave me like this! Dammit!"
He started to struggle, trying desperately to get his arms free but couldn't. He thought he might be able to reach his ankle to get that free but after a few minutes of twisting and leaning he was exhausted and fell back on the bed. All the tickling and laughing and spanking had left him spent and without energy enough to struggle.
He started to doze off and absently thought to himself that hopefully Troy would be home when he woke up.
He was awakened by the sound of the front door opening. "Troy! Get down here!" He had no idea how long he'd been aXXXX but he knew his body was becoming uncomfortable. He hoped Troy would let him out soon.
There were footsteps up the stairs and When Bill turned to look it was some strange man who had come in! Bill stared for a moment as the stranger pulled out a XXXX and pointed at him. "Don't make a sound, boy, or I'll shoot you right there. You don't look like you're going anywhere just yet, but I'm going to make sure of it." He grabbed some rope off the floor that Troy had left out and the next thing Bill knew he was tied even worse. His neck and other ankle were now attached to the ends of the bed!
The intruder grabbed a roll of tape and quickly silenced Bill, not that the XXXX hadn't already helped that situation out. "Now," said the burglar. "Now I can see what goodies you have here. Well, what “other” goodies you have." He chuckled, eyeing Bill's nudity and wandered off to rummage through the house.
After what seemed like hours, the stranger popped his head back upstairs. "I'm just going to wait in the kitchen for your friend to come home. Maybe he'll be more help in finding your valuables. Now
don't go anywhere!"
Bill was mortified. He started to struggle and the stranger realized Bill would be free in no time. He quickly untied Bill's ankles, flipped him over and wrapped him up in a hogtie. Just to be safe, the burglar tied his hogtie rope in the middle and pulled it up towards the ceiling fan.
"There. Struggle too much and you're in for a nasty shock. Now STAY PUT!" And with that, the intruder went back downstairs to wait for Troy.
Bill was seriously, seriously stuck.The End?
Bill played by Jay
Photography/Ropework by Ogre
Date of Production: 10/12/2008
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Grabbing the Guard
35 photos; 9:51 video
BoundGuy played by Jesse Daniels
Bad Guy played by Jon Storm
Photography by CaitiffDate of production: 06/24/2019
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David Hog Tied
24 photos; 5:15 video
Model: David
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/21/2019
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Having Fun With the Boss
23 photos; 6:01 video
Bound Guy played by Lucien
Bad Guy played by Ron Jeffries
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 04./04/2019
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Rawy's First XXXXping
23 photos; 4:51 video
“Your rich little daddy only has about a half-hour left on his time limit to get you back”, I said to my tied up guest.
I grabbed this kid because his daddy was a very rich man. I worked for his father’s company for ten years and I still was a low-level cubicle office drone. I used to see his nineteen year old kid in the office from time to time; it really pissed me off because every time I saw the kid, he always wore the most expensive things like rings, necklaces, etc. I worked my ass off for his already rich father and this little shit goes around literally bathed in gold. His last visit was the final straw though.
I was in the break room getting coffee when I saw the kid stroll in with his head held up high. I said in a friendly voice, “Hello James. How are you today?” What he said after made me beyond pissed.
With an apparent arrogant attitude, he responded with, “Yo! My name’s Rawy you stupid poor person. Go back to your little 2 x 4 square of an ‘office’ and make my father some more money.”
He walked out with his head held high. I just stood there shaking my fist; it was bad enough that this kid’s father spoiled him, but this prick had the nerve to say that to me?!
After that, I started planning my revenge against “Rawy”. I wanted him to learn some respect for me and what better way to do that than to teach him yourself. Then, I thought, why not get a big, fat bonus in this process from his rich father. So, I combined my revenge with the possibility of money and I got an answer of XXXX the kid and ransoming him back to his father.
I went home that night and gathered up my supplies for the job. I got my rope, duct tape, car keys, and booked a motel room.
The next day was my day off so I had nothing to worry about. I knew where his apartment was so I went up drove up there and parked out front. I entered the building with a coil of rope in my back pocket and went straight for ‘James’s’ apartment number. I XXXX on the door and a second later it was opened by him.
James just stared at me and grunted, “What do you want?”
Just as he finished that sentence, I pushed him back into the apartment and tackled him and pinned to the ground.
“Ouch! Yo man, What the hell is your problem?!?!” James screamed as I took out my rope.
I quickly hand-gagged him and told him to be quiet or else. He nodded and I released his mouth only to tie his hands behind his back. After his hands were bound behind his back, I picked him up and walked him into the trunk of my car. He tried yelling for help, but after the first yell, I pressed my hand against his mouth. When we got to my car, I picked him up and threw him into the trunk. I drove off to the motel I reserved the night before.
I heard some banging around, but I ignored it until we got to the motel. I went inside to get to key then I came back out and opened the trunk. I pulled him out and walked him to the front door; the check-out was aXXXX in his chair so I took my captive to the motel room. I opened the door and threw his bound-ass on the bed.
He got up and his original high and mighty attitude was gone. I just see now he was scared and I felt a little bad for him, but I was still a little pissed too.
“Hey man...” James continued. “What do you want from me?”I answered, “I took you so I can get your father to pay your random. In fact, I’m going to make it right now.”
I grabbed my duct tape from the bag that had all my stuff in it and ripped a long strip. I pressed it against his mouth and told him to not to move. I went to the phone, called his father and did the usual XXXX speech; said my amount, only have this much time or else, where to drop it off, and don’t call the police.
After the call, I sat down on the chair and watch him struggle; he was so cute the way he did. He tried moving, but I told him not to get off the bed. He was trying to sit up; he was moving his nice long tan legs and kicking his nice socked feet. My stare was interrupted by the thought of him running away; he could make a break for the door.
I grabbed my rope and told him to sit on his knees. With a look of fear in his eyes, he listened to me and sat on his knees. Then, I proceeded to tie his legs to his thighs; I did this because my anger subsided and now I was interested in having a little fun with my hot young captive before I got my money.
After wrapping some rope around his legs, I then looped it around the thighs and after a few times, tied tight knots. After I finished, he started to struggle a little bit; I knew he wasn’t going anywhere so I allowed it.
I looked at my watch and said to him, “Your rich little daddy only has about a half-hour left on his time limit to get you back”
That made him struggle a bit more. He rolled around until he rolled too much and rolled onto his stomach. Since both of his arms and legs were tied, he couldn’t get up; I was laughing for a bit because I thought it was really funny. Then, while he was struggling on
his stomach, an idea popped into my head; I took my rope one last time and planned to hogtie the captive.
I wrapped his hand bindings with more rope, wrapped his cute little feet in rope, and then tied both of them together. I finished and saw his puppy-dog eyes look up at me; I loved the way that he was completely helpless before me.
At that moment, I heard a XXXX on the door. “Oh”, I exclaimed and looked at my watch. “15 minutes early. Oh, just when things were getting good”.
I answered the door thinking it was his father with the money, but when I opened the door, I saw a bunch of policemen pushing their way in. They gave their whole speech about your under arrest, we have a warrant, these are your rights. As they handcuffed me and started to untie James, I realized that I wasn’t angry anymore at him; I had too much fun with him.
“Oh well”, I thought, “Guess it’s my turn to be the captive now.”
Rawy played by Himself Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 08/15/2009
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Worked Out by Caitiff
30 photos; 4:28 video
Danny’s arms burned. But he kept going. Just a few more reps and he would have gone past his last record. Then on to his chest. Sweat was running down his face and muscles.
Danny knew that his body was his meal ticket. Dreams of a budding model career and all the babes and money that came with it swam through Danny’s head. He had already talked to an agency in Europe and they would be using him soon, they said.
Finally finished with his arms Danny grabbed a bottled water. The modelling agency had given him some water from some company he had never heard of. But free stuff was free stuff. Danny greedily drank the contents. He then lay back onto his back to work on his chest.
Danny began to feel tired. That by itself wasn't unusual. But this was more then the usual burn in his muscles. His head was swimming, his vision blurring. With barely a grunt, Danny slipped off the bench and collapsed to the floor. Soon he was in a deep XXXX.
In a XXXX stupor, Danny was helpless and unaware as the men entered his apartment. They picked Danny up and set him on his work out bench. Then they pulled out some rope. As if this was routine, they soon had Danny’s hands tied tightly behind him. More rope went around his huge chest.
“Damn, forgot the plug gag.”, one of the men said.
“Here use this short. Just stuff his mouth with something.”, his partner said as he handed over a dirty t-shirt Danny had been wearing before he started to work out.“Mmmmmmm.....”, Danny let out a small moan. The XXXX was already been wearing off. Not it mattered now because the men had accomplished their goal. Danny was securely bound and gagged.
“Mmmm? Mmmpphh!”, Danny’s eyes shot open as he realised his situation. What the hell? Why was he tied up? What did these men want? Wait a minute, wasn’t one of them Mr. Sevaro from the agency?
“Ahh, you’re awake. Good.”, Mr. Sevaro said to his hostage. ”We reviewed your portfolio and decided that you are perfect for our needs. Young, buff and eager. But also with no close relatives, no one to miss you and easily trained.”
What was he talking about, Danny wondered. Franticly he tested the ropes that bound his hands behind his back. But Danny was not the first man they had taken captive. They knew their knots.
“We’ve already found several prospective buyers for you. Just a few weeks of training and we can put you up on the auction block.”
“Mmmmph!”, Danny vainly protested. He couldn't’ believe it. The agency was really setting him up to be XXXX. And what did Sevaro mean by “training”? Training for what?
Sevaro unknowingly answered this question as he ran his hand over Danny’s chest, down his six pack abs and lingered on his crotch. despite himself, Danny immediately got hard right away. His dick had always had a mind of it’s own and even the slightest touch would get him going.
“That’s what I’m talking about.”, Sevaro said. ”We need ot tie his feet and then we can get to work setting up the cover story so no one knows what happened to him.”
Danny then spent the next hours rolling on the floor, moaning pitifully into his gag. As he rolled around, his shorts slowly inched lower and lover, exposing his muscular butt.
“Ok time to go.”, Sevaro said as Danny found himself being hog tied. ”We have ot get you into the van. Then mummified and put ina box for shipping. And then your training can begin.”
Sevaro noticed Danny’s exposed ass and smiled. “I’m going to look forward to the training. I think you’ll work out just fine.”The End
Danny played by Arturo
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/18/2008
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Rico's Bad Day by Ivor Ciccone
20 photos
by Ivor Ciccone
Rico had been making a living out of robbing from folks houses for a couple of months now. He didn't feel guilty about it because he thought, "these people are rich, they won't miss this stuff, whereas I am broke and need it more than they do".
Needless to say, he was from a bad "neighborhood". Lots of the criminals of his trailer park preyed upon the rich suburbs a couple of miles down the road, where they had seen house prices plummet as crime increased. Lots had been driven to moving out & selling their beautiful houses, while others were standing guard with XXXXs all night! This didn't deter poor, mad, lonesome Rico, who thought that working outside of the trailer park gangs gave him an edge.
Well, his burglary days came to an abrupt end one fateful night, when he
stumbled through the wrong window, big time!
Jeff and Kevin's' place had all the lights out, it was 2am, they were aXXXX by now, for sure, Rico thought. He had been casing the joint all day, watching the guys loading stuff into their truck. The "for sale" sign meant they must've been in the process of selling up, moving on, but it was a big house and they had far from finished emptying it.
Rico went around the back and did his usual trick of "quietly" smashing a window with his jacket wrapped around his fist. He stumbled in and immediately had the lights turned on around him. He looked up to see two buff and beefy muscle guys with their shirts off looking down at him.
"Oh, Shit!", exclaimed Rico.
"There you go, Kev. Told you we'd get ourselves a boy eventually", Jeff said to his partner, looking down at Rico, smiling.
"Cool", said Kev. "Right place, right time, dude," he said to Rico.
"We're gonna get you outta that trailer park for good."
"Fuck you, fag!", Rico just didn't know when to shut up.
"Oh, we got a live one here, Kev! Excellent!", said Jeff. "We better get to work!"
Rico struggled admirably as he was grabbed, but the strapping beef cakes were a lot stronger then he was.
"You're kinda cute, dude."
"What the fuck are you doing?"
"You were trespassing on our property, boy, I'd say that makes your ass ours?"
"Please, just let me go, I promise never to bother you again."
"Ahh hahahahaha! Yea, right!"
These guys just LOVED bondage! Rico didn't know that, of course, but these gyts had a plan for thier would be burgler.
The offensive anti-gay shit coming out of Rico's' mouth just made it all the more enjoyable. However, Rico struggled so much that Kev had to put him in a XXXX hold. Rico felt everything going black....
Hours later Rico finally regained conscieness. There was something in his mouth which Rico tried to take out but he couldn't move his hands. Rico felt rope binding his wrists and ankles!
"MMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFF!" Rico yelled through his gag.
"Ok, it's my turn to gag him next time", a pouting Jeff said
After much struggling, the dude relaxed into the ropes, kind of got used to them, he listened intently to what the "fags" said, trying to get some idea of what they were gonna do with him, but Jeff & Kev just got on with their packing as if he weren't even there.
"What the hell are those for?", thought Rico. Jeff was packing the couples bondage equipment.
"You're gonna be our little sex slave, boy. We're gonna keep you safe from harm and safe from a life of crime in these very leather cuffs, harnesses, hoods and racks!", said Kev, with a big smile.
Rico's' eyes opened wide, now he was scared. A surge of energy came upon him and he struggled and moaned, trying to get free, but, pathetically, however much he moved around he didn't manage to get from the spot on the carpet where they'd laid him!
By 4am the guys had finished all of their packing.
"Ok, that's everything," said Jeff.
"Not quite", said Kev and motioned his head towards Rico, who's' muffled moans began to get louder.
"Oh, God, yea, how we gonna transport that delicate little piece of furniture across the state line?"
"I've got an idea."
Next thing Rico knew they were rolling him up in a big old rug.
"Awesome! Fuckin' awesome! You'll be nice and comfortable for our long
journey now, kid!", said Kev.
"As snug as a bug in a rug!", Jeff said and both were laughing, grinning.
Then saying, "Ok, time for a fresh gag I think", he turned the cloth into a cleave gag, from over the dudes' mouth to between his teeth.
"Mmmm, just love gagging your mouth, dude! Your dirty mouth was made for gagging!", Jeff said, sighing.
"GGGRRRRRRMMMMMMPPPPPFFFF!"
Kev was busy securing the bound & gagged guy in the carpet by tying copious amounts of rope tight around their hot "package".
Rico's' face was a picture, he looked bewildered.
"Well, you came to the right house tonight, stud!", said Kev.
The guys looked at each other, smiling.
"We're gonna have some fun with you!"
"Don't worry, we'll look after you. You'll be our pet, our boy!"
"Ok, blindfold the dude, Kev. We don't want him knowing where he is once we get to our new home", Kev did just that.
"We have a room especially for you there already, boy!"
Rico whimpered and strained in the ropes. Looking down on the dude, completely imprisoned, Jeff said, "One less criminal out there, Kev."
Smiling, also admiring their captive crook, Kev said, "It'll anbe improvement on the trailer park for him, Jeff."Rico gave a muffled moan into the cloth in his mouth.
The End
Rico played by Nick
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 02/26/2002
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Tight End by Caitiff
31 photos; 5:12 video
Ooooohhhh, Vin’s head was throbbing. What had happened? He remembered getting off football practice where a hot chick came up to him. Certain he was about ot get laid, he went out for a drink. He didn’t even change out of his uniform. Vin should have had more sense then to go drinking and get laid the day before the big game. But Vin wasn’t too bright when he was thinking with his dick.
Only now Vin wasn’t getting laid. He was having a weird dream where he was lying on a futon and for some reason his ass was freezing. Vin could then feel his hands being pulled back behind him. Then he could feel his legs being moved. This was a weird dream, vin had a weird feeling as if he couldn't’ move. He was bound hand and foot.
But it wasn’t a dream. Half awake he had mistaken actually being tied up for a hallucination. As the fog cleared, Vin found he really couldn't’ move his hands or feet. And for some reason he had been stripped down to his jock leaving him bare assed.
“Mmmmuuffuuu?”, Vin tried ot say but a sock was wedged between his teeth. Nothing understandable could get past the gag.
“Good morning sunshine!”, Eddy Tumms, the quarter back for Vin’s rival school’s team said evilly. Surrounding him was the rest of his team and the hot chick who had lured Vin here. “I hope you had fun with my sister last night. Because you are not going to make it to the game, I’m afraid.”
“”Mmmmm!”, Vin protested through his gag. Vin so wanted to kick this guy’s ass, even if he was surrounded buy his friends. But bound hand and foot, all Vin could do was roll and buck around helplessly.
“You might as well get comfortable. You ain't’ getting loose and no one is going to find you. But you are close enough to able to hear our school’s cannon. You know how we fire the thing every time we score. Oh and you might be wondering why we took your pants.”
Yeah, Vin had wondered that. His ass grew red with anger and embarrassment as his nudity was pointed out.
“It’s very simple. If we lose, we will let you go. But if we win, we will celebrate on your ass. Al of us, the whole team!
‘’Mmmmnnnoooo!”, Vin shook his head but he could do nothing as he rolled onto his stomach. His ass was grabbed and man handled and pinched for good luck. Vin was then tightly hog tied and left. His kidnappers knew Vin wouldn’t be getting away.
But Vin tried anyway. He struggled as the game began. He tried to yell for help through his gag as the first quarter came and went. By half time, Vin realised he wasn’t getting loose. He lay back, resigned to his fate. Al he could hope for was that his team was winning.
But a quick mental count of the cannon fire made it clear Vin’s team were losing. This was confirmed when the cannon was fired multiple times to the cheering of the crowd. Vin’s team had lost. And so Vin’s ass would not pay the price.The End
Vin played by Mitch
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/28/2007
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Say Hello
30 photos; 5:11 video
Note- the problem with the Photo set has been corrected. We apologize for rany inconvenience.
Model: Steven Thompson
Photography by CaitiffDate of production: 07/03/2019
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Deal With You Later
25 photos; 5:20 video
Bound Guy played by Rick
Bad Guy played by Sammy
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production06/16/2019 -
Sock Gagged Country Boi
25 photos; 4:39 video
Model: Hudson
Photography by Caitiff
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Involuntary Hazing by Caitiff
28 photos; 4:29 video
Aiden was hoping for a quiet night. He had only started at his new school and already he had a ton of homework. But it didn’t have to be done right away. So Aiden was going to use this time to relax while he could. The last thing he wanted to think about was homework. He sat on his futon and clicked on “Walking Dead”
There was a XXXX on the door to his university apartment. Who could that be? Aiden hadn’t had time ot make friends. He kept to himself. Aiden couldn’t think of who would XXXXing.
Before Aiden could check the door, it opened and in rushed a bunch of young men in masks holding rope.
“What the hell...?”, Aiden blurted out, frozen in shock.
“Get him!’ One of the men said and the gang fell on Aiden. Before he could react, Aiden had his hands tied behind his back. Rope was coiled around his chest.
“Mmmm!” Black tape was slapped over Aiden’s mouth, sealing it shut.
What was going on? Was he being robbed?
“So..” the apparent leader, “You thought you could get away from us?”
“Mmmmm?!”, Aiden shook his head, trying desperately to talk through the gag and failing. What kind of tape was this?
“Well no one escapes Hell week, pledge!”, the leader continued. “Tie his legs!”
What?! Aiden never pledged with any frat. he thought they were stupid, archaic old boy’s networks. What were they talking about?
Unfortunately Aiden’s attempts at communicating was for naught.
Aiden had his legs tied from ankles to things and then his hands were tied to his socked feet in a tight hog tie.
“Ok Pledge Harris, prepare to be judged by Zeta Nu Mu!”, the head frat boy said as his cohorts all pulled out paddles of Z N M.
Harris? Did they mean Jethrow Harris? He had switches apartments with the guy because Aiden wanted a window on the west side of the building. These guys must have thought he was that guy.
What were they going to do with all those paddles?
“Get his ass ready boys!. We all get a shot ..or ten!”, the Leader laughed as the entire frat of Zeta Nu Mu took turns slapping Aiden’s ass hard with their wooden tools.
“Mmmmmm! MMMMM! MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!”, Aiden grunted with each pounding on his ass cheeks.
At this point, Aiden’s mind was far from worrying about homework.
The End
Aiden played by Aiden Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production:09/24/2012
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Wake Up by Caitiff
18 photos; 3:25 video
Mickey “Pretty Boy” Metano’s had swam in a XXXX induced fog. Meanwhile Lonny, Mickey's former “employee” looked on. Once Mickey was awake, they could begin.
Earlier that day, Lonny had been the one tied up and helpless. Thinking to get rid of loose ends, Mickey had left Lonny bound and gagged in a closet. But fortunately, Mickey's thug Brian had always been both dumb and lazy. he hadn't’ secured the door as well as he should have. A good push an Lonny had gotten out. Though getting untied had taken longer, he had managed ot get out of the house before the men Mickey had hired to get rid of Lonny had arrived.
But Lonny knew he had ot act fast. Once Mickey heard that Lonny wasn't’ found where he was supposed to be, Lonny’s life wouldn't’ be worth shit. And Lonny wanted his revenge.
But Mickey was a creature of habit. Whenever he did anything that gave him a guilty conscience, he could be found at the local bars, angling to get some pussy. And he always got some. He wasn't’ called “Pretty Boy” for nothing. But this time the woman he was chatting up had been paid off by Lonny to put a roofie in his drink.
Mickey got a Mickey, Lonny laughed at his own joke.
“Awww shit. my head. What happened?”, Mickey groaned. His eyes opened wide when he saw Lonny. ”You? but...Mmmmmmmmm!!!”
“Morning sunshine! Sorry but can’t have you upsetting the neighbours.” Lonny said a she hand gagged Mickey. After a few minutes of struggling, Mickey figured out he wasn't getting free that ay and calmed down.
“Look man, it wasn't’ anything personal. You know that.”, Mickey blurted after Lonny’s hand was removed. “I still have the money. You can have it all....mmmmm.”
“I don't’ want to hear anymore out of your lying mouth.”, Lonny spit as he stuck a piece of tape over Mickey’s face. Even gagged, Mickey couldn't’ stop talking. But al that came out was a series of unintelligible “Mmphs”.
Mickey continued ot test his ropes but he knew it was useless. Both Mickey and Lonny were pro
s when it came to restraining a guy. In their line of work, one often had to keep a grown man bound and gagged and out of the way.“I don't need you to get your money.”, Lonny explained a she showed Mickey his laptop. Mickey’s eyes widened as he figured out the ramifications. “You really need to be more careful about passwords. HotTang?!? You are so predicatbble. Always thinking with your dick. All I wanted was my share but now I figure you owe me an inconvenience fee. That should help set me up. I see you’’ve been skimming even from the big boss. Wonder how he would feel about that.”
All mickey could do was beg through his gag. even Lonny in a rage couldn’t torture a guy like the higher ups could. But greed had made Mickey stupid. And now it had cost him.
“Oh don’t worry. I got my own plans for you.”
Mickey wasn't’ sure he liked the sound of that. And he liked how Lonny was unbuttoning his shirt even less.
“You were always such a big stud with the ladies. Well, you’re my bitch now!”, Lonny said as his hand went down to Mickey’s cock. to his XXXX, Mickey’s dick responded. Lonny knew all of Mickey’s secrets. Including how the man’s dick went hard for anything if it got touched. The man was in a continual state of horniness. And now was no exception. It strained against the fabric of Mickey’s pants.
Mickey could nothing but sit there and be XXXX. His only hope was that once Lonny had had his fill, he would leave Mickey. Maybe he still had time to get out of town himself.
“Hello? Allied shipping?”, Lonny said after dialling into his cell phone. ”I got a package I need delivered. Pretty large crate. Where? Argentina.”.
Lonny hung up the phone. “I hope you are up for a trip. Because I decided I haven't’ even beXXXX getting what you owe me yet.”The End
Mickey “Pretty Boy” Metano played by Mike
Lonny played Mitch
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/14/2008
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Unlucky Scratch by Sot Touch
23 photos
“Hey Darnell!”
It was PJ and Lennie, two of Darnell’s sometime friends. They both seemed to be in a good mood and Darnell wanted to keep them that way so he smiled and waved them on into the living room.
Darnell’s two friends were carrying six-packs of brew and soon bottles were being opened and passed around while PJ and Lennie teased Darnell about his good fortune. “We heard about that lucky scratch ticket you hit on so we came by to celebrate.”
“Yea, twenty-five thousand dollars!” Lennie put in. “What are you going to do with all of that cash?”
“I don't know,” Darnell told them as he drank deeply from his beer bottle. “I'm still trying to believe that it really happened to me.”
“You got to buy a new car,” PJ told Darnell as he handed him a fresh beer.
“No man, you got to put a down-payment on a nice house and move out of this dump you've been living in.”
Darnell laughed with his friends and took another long drink.
"No, what you got to do is to take a long trip, go someplace where there’s nothing but nice sunshine and cool water,” Lennie decided.
Darnell looked over at Lennie and suddenly he was seeing two Lennies. Then he began to hear a buzzing sound in his ears as he turned to look over at PJ, but PJ wouldn't sit still. He kept swimming back and forth in front of Darnell’s dazed eyes. And then Darnell touched his tongue to his lips and tasted something funny.
“Did you…did you put something in this beer?” he asked.
“Now Darnell,” PJ smiled at him. “Why would we do that?”
“Don’t know…but I feel so funny….” Darnell was having trouble talking.
“Yea, you look pretty funny, too,” PJ laughed at him.
Then the darkness fell over Darnell’s eyes like somebody had pulled a blanket up over his head.
Some time later Darnell struggled to open his eyes again. The first thing he saw was that he was now wearing some kind of strange white bracelets on his wrists and there was some more white stuff wrapped tightly around his chest. What was going on here?
Slowly the haziness left Darnell’s eyes and the other senses returned to his body. With a sickening shock he realized that the white things on his wrists weren't bracelets. That was adhesive tape and now his hands were taped together! And there was more of the white tape wrapped all around his arms and chest.
“What're you doing to me?” Darnell shrieked in fear, but no words came out of his mouth because now he realized that there was more of that adhesive stuff wrapped all around over his lips.
“Hi Darnell,” Lennie smiled. “They had a sale on adhesive tape down at the store. I hope you don't mind.”
“Yea,” PJ laughed. “We thought that maybe you wouldn't want to cooperate with us, but you're going to start cooperating now.”PJ and Lennie grabbed Darnell’s legs and Darnell could only watch helplessly while his two friends wrapped more and more of that awful tape tightly around his ankles and his thighs until he couldn't move his legs at all. Why were they doing this to him?
“You see,” PJ finally explained. “Tomorrow you're supposed to go down and collect the cash for that winning ticket, but you ain't going. Lennie’s going to do that for you.”
So that was it! They were going to steal his prize money! Darnell began to struggle angrily and made all sorts of protests behind his taped-over lips, but they just laughed at him and pushed him back down onto the couch.
“Don’t be like that Darnell. Ain’t you forgetting you still owe me money?”
Yea, Darnell thought. He owed PJ about two-hundred bucks – not twenty-five grand!
“Yea, you just better chill for awhile while we raid your food box.”
“Maybe,” PJ looked at Darnell with hard eyes. “If you're good, we might feed you, too. And then maybe, if you're really good, we might let you use the bathroom some time before tomorrow.”
Darnell groaned as PJ and Lennie laughed at him and wandered into the kitchen.
Darnell waited until they were out of sight. Then he very carefully rolled his bound body down off of the couch and onto the hard floor. He had to get out of here!
And then Darnell struggled and strained and inched his way across the carpet on the floor.
One inch, two inches, three inches then Darnell stopped to rest. His body was hurting all over and his breath was coming hard through his nose. Then he set off again.
Another inch, and then another inch, and then he realized that he wasn't really moving anywhere. After all of that huffing and his body had moved less than three feet. At that rate it would take him all night to make it to the door. And then what…?
Darnell didn't know. For the moment he was completely beaten. But he wouldn't be tied up forever. Sooner or later PJ and Lennie had to let him go. And then it would be Darnell’s turn.
So Darnell lay there on the floor drenched in his own sweat and fighting for breath through his nose while he began to plan what he would do to PJ and Lennie when they finally let him go.
And then Darnell began to smile behind his mouth tape. He had a plan!THE END
Darnell played by Sammy
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/02/2006
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Capture and Release by Kirk
32 photos; 7:05 video
Eli knew that Roger was carrying a torch for him. They had dated on and off during senior year..fooled around a bit, made out a little, but nothing too serious. But then Eli had gone to school upstate, and he and Roger had lost touch. Eli was enjoying school, and he thought of Roger now and then, but his life was soon pre-occupied. He was home for spring break, and the first day back he had gotten a text from Roger.
"Meet me at my place tonight..would like to see ya and catch up. Rog."
Eli looked forward to seeing Roger. He XXXX on the basement door, but there was no answer. Turning the knob, he stuck his head in. "Rog...you in here?"
There was a sudden movement, and before he could even react, Roger had jumped Eli and wrapped his arm around his throat
"Gurrggh...what the hell..."
"Welcome home, buddy," Roger said into his ear. "I've missed you!"
Eli struggled, but Roger had always been stronger than him. Before he could loosen the arm around his shoulder, Roger had wrapped rope around his wrists and pulled it taut. In the next few minutes, his wifebeater was gone, and his arms had been stretched out with rope attaching them to the overhead pipe.
"Roger, what the hell...", Eli protested, as the ropes stretching him were tied off.
"You remember how I used to say I'd like to tie you up....don't play dumb," Roger sneered.
"Yeah, I thought you were just kidding...c'mon, let me down, these ropes are tight!"
"I don't think so. You went off to school and left me in this hick town. I've been waiting a long time to get back at you!"
"Get back at me?? What do you...MMMMPPPHHH!!"
Eli's questions were cut off by three strips of silver duct tape plastered on his mouth.
Roger groped Eli's body and pressed his lips hard against his gagged mouth.
"Ummmm......you look hot, buddy!" Roger cooed into Eli's ear as he unbuttoned his jeans.
Eli, though surprised, had to admit that is was hot being dominated like this. Feeling Roger's sexy chest pressed hard against his back, while his arms stroked and hugged him was turning him on big time.
His jeans dropped to the floor, and Roger's hands were soon gently massaging his shaft. Eli laid his head back against Roger's shoulder. He felt Roger's hand brushing his ass and realized that Roger was unbuttoning his own jeans.
"Mmmmmmppppffffff", Eli moaned as he felt his buddy's hot meat lay on his butt crack. Roger moved his hips gently, and the subtle movement of his hard shaft on Eli's cleft began to drive him crazy.
Eli realized this was going to be a reunion to remember.
The EndEli played by Eli
Roger played by Simon
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production 02/01/2009 -
First Time Hog Tied
25 photos; 4:14 video
Model: Bill
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 07/02/2019
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Front and Back
20 photos; 6:31 video
Model: Mike
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 06./13/2019
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Embezzlement pt 4: Getting Rid of the Evidence
23 photos; 3:07 video
The Too Nosy Accounatnt Played by Jon Storm
The Greedy IT Guy
The Evil Boss played by Dean
Phptpgraphy by CaitiffDate of Production: 11/14/2017
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Twin Peaks by JMZ
44 photos; 5:58 video
It was a ritual I participated in since making the team. I did it more out of superstition than anything else but it seemed to make me play better.
The day started as usual I ate my weight in eggs and bacon to protein up and made ran a few miles to warm my muscles up. Like I had done before every other game I skipped a shower and put on my uniform, I know it sounds gross but it was a tradition amongst my team mates. I loved the sport and it had been good to me. It gave me the scholarship to college I hoped for, and a chance at a real future.
This game was going to determine weather or not we made it to the collegiate finals. I needed to be my best today, I left nothing to chance. It was a few hours till game time and I decided to get in my usual XXXX. As soon as I hit the bed I was out. I was always a sound XXXXer so it didn’t occur to me that I wasn’t alone.
In my deep XXXX I had a nightmare, it was the one I always had, I lay on my bed not able to move or speak. There was someone else there with me, but I could never see his face. In my immobilized state he roughly pulled my wrists together and tied them tightly with rope. He would then make his way down to my ankles and begin wrapping the rope tightly before knotting it together. As I began to yell for help the figure would shove a bandana between my teeth and tie it behind my head, gagging me. I thrashed to break free, but with each movement the ropes seemed coil around my limbs tighter. My jaw ached from the gag and my throat began to burn with dryness. Like in every one of these dreams I struggled to catch a gXXXXse of my captor, but all I could make out was a dark menacing shadow of a person.
I had spent many dollars with various doctors to figure out this dream; they all chalked it up to control issues. I was adopted very young and had always fought to fit the mold I was expected to be. I couldn’t control what I wanted to, and I had spent the better part of the last three years trying to find out who my birth parents were. It had been an exhausting endeavor. The dreams just seemed to get more intense and a bit erotic.
I slowly opened my heavy eyes still feeling the phantom ropes that bound me, this day however something was different. I came to full consciousness to discover I was really bound and gagged.
What was happening? I panicked and began to scream inaudible words through the tight gag that encased my cries. I thrashed about the bed confused and exhausted. I tried desperately to get loose.
My nightmare was coming true. What was going on? Was this some sort of joke? I rubbed my sweaty socked ankles together to try and loosen the rope, it was no use.
“Its no use Teddy, you’re not going anywhere”, a voice echoed in the shadows. I stared in fear as the shadow came closer.
I yelled as loudly as my gag would allow as the light hit his face. Staring back at me was my own face. He had the same eyes, features and build; a dark goatee lined his mouth. I stared in shock at this person.
“Teddy it’s been a long time, I’ve been watching you for a while, and I’ve got to say you’ve done pretty well for yourself.” “I haven’t been so lucky, but I have I feeling things are about to change”, he said.
I tried to speak but the damn gag kept my words hostage.
“All will reveal itself in good time brother, but for now I need to keep you out of the way”, he yelled.
I pointlessly lunged at him only to be pushed hard against the bed. This seemed to anger him. He ripped taped from a roll, the sound startled me. He sealed my lips tight giving me no chance to speak.
He gave me a wicked smile and walked out of the room. I struggled again to get loose, but it was no use. What did he want? I didn’t even know he existed? I needed to get free, before I found out what his intentions were.
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The ropes dug into my wrists. I pulled and thrashed hoping to relieve myself from the binds. I needed to get loose before he came back. My muscles ached and throbbed from the harsh knots. The gag was unrelenting, keeping every word I tried to utter sealed in my mouth. I listened as he rustled through drawers and closets upstairs. In a panic I began to kick and thrash hoping pure will would break me free. After a long moment of struggle I began to become exhausted, I exhausted every ounce of energy I had left and lay there defeated and scared.
It made perfect sense in a way, I was after all adopted. I didn’t even know I had a brother. Were all my dreams simply a premonition to what was happening? I had spent countless hours and money with various shrinks trying to figure out what they meant. As it turns out my dream seemed to come to life in the most literal sense imaginable. I heard the door open and his footsteps come closer. I trembled subtly trying to loosen the knots with my fingers.
He walked over and began to mark something over the silver demon that encapsulated my words. What did all this mean? Was he trying to be funny? “Teddy, all my life I have been called a loser. I spent my life being shuffled around from home to home wondering when I would find the life that I dreamed of”, he said. “All of a sudden one day I got a call from an investigator claiming he found a long lost relative.” “I came here a few months ago to meet you and as soon I saw your life and all the breaks you had been given I decided not to approach you.” “Instead I watched you and followed you around hoping to figure out why you were so lucky I had been left to fend for myself.” “Then it dawned on me, you took the life I was supposed to have, and now its time for me to reclaim it”, he yelled. I was horrified. A rush of adrenaline coursed through me and I fought harder than ever to break free. He pounced on the bed like a wild cat to hold me still.
He struggled to get control of me, it didn’t take long. He wound rope over my already tied limbs and knotted a hard hogtie. I felt like a trussed up turkey awaiting my fate. I struggled hard; I was not going to make this easy for him. He pulled down my shorts in an attempt to humiliate me further. The cold air hit my bare ass sending shivers down my spine. “MMMPPPHHH”, I screamed! It was no use. He walked out of the room and left me to my struggle.
The smell of adhesive from the tape engulfed my nose. I was breathing hard exhausting energy I didn’t know I had. He was going to be me. What was going to happen to me, I wondered. I struggled further and began to accept my fate and exhaustion crept back in. Just I was about to give up the hogtie came loose, I guess his tragic life didn’t afford him a turn in the boy scouts like myself, my knots would have been so much better. I made it to my feet and hopped towards my desk quietly. I was able to reach a pair of scissors. I
hopped back to the bed and began to cut away at the ropes. After a long while I was able to get loose. I plotted my next move. I was not aware of what he was capable of so I decided to make a break for it out of the window. I ran as fast as I could to a neighbor. I called the police and waited anxiously until they arrived. They came back with the news that he had fled. They promised to send out the bulletin for the town to keep an eye out for him. Months passed with no news of his capture. I decided to move and hire a security team to keep an eye out. The dreams stopped, but the fact that he was still out there terrified me more than any dream I encountered. I waited for the day we would meet again, this time I would be ready for him.
The End
Teddy played by Marco Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/24/2009
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Urban Cowboy
22 photos; 3:03 video
Cowboy played by Taylor
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 04/10/2010
