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Dudes In Distress! Hot Heroes Bound and Gagged. Clueless Men caught up in bondage beyond thier control.
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Soccor Fan
41 photos; 4:23 video
Soccor Player p-layed by Caleb
Bad Guy played by Daltron
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 08/15/2026
Tags: athl;ete, soccor, socks, cleave gag, tape gag, bad guy, hog tie
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Balencing the Books
22 photos; 4:41 video
Model: Dalton
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/29/2026
Tags: suit,, bad guy, chair tie, socks, tease, blindfold, OTM gag, hand gag, cleave gag, twink, plot
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Spanking It
18 photos; 8:06 video
Model: Patrick aka Tynan Fox
Photography b y Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/18/2026
Tags: chair tie, cleave gag, hand gag, spanking, orgasm, jock strap, exposed, fondle, butt, twink, bare foot
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Guard Duty by Fidelis
28 photos
Guard Duty
by Fidelis
"GGGLLMMPHH!!! GGMPPHATCHAMDOING? MMMHEEELPP!"
"What’s the matter, soldier boy? Cat got your tongue? Ha ha ha, I like that one. Don’t you think it’s funny?"
"MMMPHHHH! GGGMMUUUCRAZYMFUCKR!"
Damn, Zeke thought. He knew that he shouldn’t have had that little XXXX, but nothing had happened the previous times when he had enjoyed a little snooze while on duty. The endless pacing back and forth guarding this supposedly top secret site got really, really boring after a while. Looking at trees all day long wasn’t much fun, and he never saw a single soul come or go from the facility. He had been here for a month, and so far as he knew there hadn’t been a single visitor. He had got into the habit of snatching a little shut-eye from time to time, and no one had caught him, until now. He had been rudely awakened from a very pleasant dream by a XXXX being shoved into his face. A guy dressed in black, with a black ski mask over his face held the XXXX. He had a couple of companions with him, laden with lethal looking hardware. It had them just a minute to truss Zeke up, making him look like a big sausage. Zeke had attempted to tell them that was against only regulations, but they had just laughed, and one of them had taken a bandanna from his pocket, tied a big knot in it, and shoved it into Zeke’s protesting mouth. Then the bastard had tied it really tight, until Zeke felt his cheeks bulging over the strip of cloth.
"GMMMCANTMMDOMTHIS!"
"You bet I can, soldier boy. You snooze, you lose. Ha ha ha, I like that one. Don’t you think it’s funny? By the way, why don’t you take another snooze, since you’re so fond of XXXXping? We’ve got some business to conduct here."
"MOOMMMPHHHH!"
Zeke lay on the dirty old concrete, whimpering into his gag. Being pushed down like that had hurt a lot, especially since he was all trussed up. Zeke didn’t want to take another XXXX. XXXXping had got him into this situation in the first place. He had to get free and get back to the base, and get help. The bad guys were undoubtedly romping around the top-secret site, causing mischief. It was Zeke’s patriotic duty to get free and perhaps save his country. Hmm, yes, he would be a hero! The President would pin a medal on him, and he would make him Mom so happy. That is, if no one found out about the XXXXs. Fueled by dreams of fame and fortune, Zeke began struggling against the ropes. Gee, he thought, those guys were really good with the knots. He wasn’t making any headway in getting his hands loose. Perhaps he should try to untie his feet, and then he could run for help.
After what seemed like hours, Zeke yelled through his gag in frustration. He thought that he had dislocated his shoulder in his efforts to reach the rope around his feet, and he was soaked with sweat and extremely uncomfortable. He couldn’t find any position to lie that didn’t cause some part of his body to hurt. And to add insult to injury, he had hadn’t been able to loosen his ropes at all. He had even tried rubbing the knots against the concrete, but all that he had managed to do was to rub all the skin off his hands. He realized that he wasn’t going to get himself free – somehow he had to reach someone who would untie him. He began inching along the path, wondering how long it would take him to find help. He was tired and hungry and thirsty, but he was determined to get help.
"Going somewhere, soldier boy?"
Zeke had been so intent on his belly crawl, that he hadn’t noticed the masked men come bounding out of the woods. They stood around him laughing, obviously in a good mood, as they nudged him with their booted feet, and made unkind comments about his condition.
"We can’t have you going anywhere, soldier boy, not just yet. Why don’t we make you just a wee bit comfier?"
"GGGMNOOOOO! NOTMMMORE! MMPLLLEEEZZZ"
The bad guys ignored Zeke’s muffled pleas as they hogtied him. Things became even worse when Zeke was blindfolded. He was left lying on his stomach, hogtied, gagged and blindfolded. Zeke was totally freaked out by not being able to see. He redoubled his efforts to get free, but it was all in vain. The pain in his shoulders was even worse, now that his hands were tied to his feet. To make matters worse, the cruel villains had pulled down his bandanna gag, stuffed a disgusting tasting rag into his mouth, and then retied the bandanna even tighter than it had been before. His blindfold was so tight he was seeing red. Zeke managed to sit up, even though he was hogtied, but then he fell over, hitting his head. Everything went black. His last thought before he passed out was how he had failed to save his country from the bad guys.
Zeke was finally released when his relief for guard duty showed up. It wasn’t until later that he found out that the ‘bad guys’ were really journalists from a tabloid, and that the top secret site that he had been guarding was really the secret love nest of a very highly placed politician.
The end
Zeke played by Gurth
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production:07/11/2003
tags: story, military, cleave gag, uniform,, hog tie
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The Second Time by Kirkone
29 photos; 4:57 video
The Second Time
Kirkone
Nick sat in the chair in the hotel room and waited, his heart pounding with anticipation. He could not believe he had gone this far. The first time was last week, a day after graduation. He had been chatting with him for years, and they arranged a meeting.
“Tie me up,” Nick had said - his voice quivering as he spoke his darkest secret.
“You have never been tied up before? I find that hard to believe as I read your stories – they are so real.”
“Never,” Nick said. “Always in my head.”
“OK, just relax. And if it gets uncomfortable, let me know”
Nick nodded. Is hands were shaking as he put them behind his back and for the first time felt the bite of the rope across his wrists and ankles, the feel of the cloth between his teeth, and the darkness of his eyes blinded.
“OK, try to get out.”
Nick trashed against the rope. He was tied snug. He really did not want to get out. As agreed, he was left alone for an hour. When his new friend returned, he cut him free. Nick rubbed his wrists. He was hard as a rock.
His daydream was ended by a sharp XXXX at the door. Nick opened it, and his buddy was back. But this time he was wrestled to the ground, and quickly bound at his wrists. Nick’s heart was exploding in his chest as he struggled in the game: his mouth was stuffed and taped and his ankles roped. Dumped on the bed, he awaited with great anticipation what was going to happen next.
It was then that he felt there was something wrong.
A second man entered the room.
“Here are his car keys. Bring the car to the front.” Nick was puzzled why they would move his car until he watched his friend empty his wallet of cash and cards, and remove his jewelry. “He moaned an “OH NO,” as he began to feel betrayed. The other returned, and both men threw Nick on his belly. One shoved his wrists torturously high behind his back, sending waves of agony through his shoulders, neck and back. The other pulled his hair back, ripped the tape off his mouth, and put a XXXX to his throat. “All your ATM codes – debit and credit, QUICK! AND NOT ANOTEHR FUCKING WORD!” Nick was so afraid he could not think, but another jerking of his arms behind his back XXXX the numbers from his mouth.
Again he was gagged. “Hogtie him!” They pulled his ankles behind his back and bound them to his hands.
“Enjoy your second time SUCKER!”
After six hours of struggle Nick was still tied up. The maid heard his gagged pleas for help and found his bound and gagged.
The car was never found. They had robbed him of five grand.
But Nick did not mind.
He was online the next day thinking about his upcoming third time.
The End?
Nick played by Himself
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/15/2008
tags: hog tie, story, barefoot, tapegag
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Tape Tied
30 photos; 4:25 video
Executive played by Micah Stone
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production 04/26/2020
tags: suit, blindfold, tape gag, socks, hog tie
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Straight Guy, Black Shorts
20 photos; 5:01 video
Straight gUY PLAYED BY Jesse Daniels
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 0/13/2019
Tags: tape gag, underwear, twink, bare foot, shirttless,
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Horny
25 photos; 5:59 video
Model: Mickey O'Shea
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/15/2010
Tags: nude, nudity, tease, cleave gag, tattoos, hog tie, bare foot
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Personal Foul
27 photos; 6:40 video
Model: Ajax
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 08/06/2026
Tags: cleave gag, rugby, athlete, socks, grope, hog tie, bad guy, hand gag, otm gag
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Getting Back to Nature
14 photos; 7:09 video
Model: Karlos from Brazil
See More of Karlos Herre
Photography by Marco Grieco
See from MArfco Herre
Date of Production: 10/01/2018
Tags: underwear, stuff gag, otm gag, outdoors, shirtless
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Paying Rent
26 photos; 3:39 video
Model: Gerard
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 03/25/2026
Tags: blindfold, tape gag, hand gag,, dominated, spanking, stripped, butt, handcuff, plot, cleave gag
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Red Ball Gag
23 photos; 2:59 video
Model: Aaron
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/15/2007
Tags: underwear, bare foot, ball gag, shirttless, hog tie
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Political Prisoner
20 photos; 6:03 video
Captured Officer played by Jon Storm
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/05/2020
tags: uniform, grope, bad guy, plug gag, military
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The Hardly Boy
36 photos; 4:13 video
“You are reading some kids book!” Matt’s frat brother Jeff sarcastically said. “Like they are for 12 year olds. The Hardy boys – that’s old shit.”
“This is the classic one,” Matt said. “While the Clock Ticked!” “Listen to this….
‘Immediately the Hardy boys tried to free themselves from the ropes. The clock struck two. They had only an hour, and the old madman and his companions might return at any moment. They were stifled by the gags. The ropes chafed their wrists and ankles. Silently they struggled. Frank had a edge in his pocket. If he could only reach it there was a chance that he might cut through his bonds. His hands were bound behind his back. He extended his fingers, groping for his hip pocket. Joe, on his part, was trying to loosen the ropes about his wrists but they had been tightly and expertly tied.’”
“Think of it - helpless, your hands bound with rope so tight that it is chaffing your wrists, gagged, struggling – your heart pounding – trying to get to the edge – escape – before – POFF! The device blows your tied body to smithereens.”
“If that turns you on,” Jeff replied.
“Yeah. To be tied up and have to escape – or --- Yoo man, I want to try this.”
“You want me to tie you up?”
“Yeah, and take some pictures too!”
Matt dropped to his knees and put his hands behind his back like he was being XXXX. “Make it real and make it tight!”
“Ok, I’ll tie you up. Turn around.” Jeff got some rope and began to take pictures. “Now turn around and put your arms behind your back.”
Matt turned around and Jeff soon had his wrists and arms tight in rope. “Hey, you seem to know how to do this” Matt observed. “Oh yeah,” Jeff said. “I like binding and gagging dudes and maybe even torturing them!”
“Torturing????’ Matt’s words were silenced by a knotted bandanna shoved between his teeth and tied around his head. Jeff continued applying rope to Matt’s feet and legs as the 21 year old was having second thoughts and beginning to mpff his objections to Jeff’s binding him. “Hey, this was your idea – real and tight Mr. Frank Hardy. Oh yeah, I read that book too!”
“What are you going to do to me? a now terrified Matt mpiffed, his heart racing in his chest. “Tape that fucking trap of your closed!” The tape over the gag silenced him.
“Now, let’s play Hardy boys. I’m the bad guy, you are the good guy,” Jeff taunted as he hogtied the struggling man. “There! And now the fun begins!”
Matt just looked helplessly as his roommate as he looked at his watch. “Ever see the movie HOSTEL?” Matt gulped. “Let’s just say – we – you have 30 minutes, or….”
Jeff let out a sinister laugh. Matt looked terrified as he began to squirm and struggle while the clock ticked.
The End.
Model: Matt
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 12/08/2008
Tags: hog tie, story, shirtless, tape gag, socks, muscle
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All Washed Up
26 photos; 8:06 video
Model: Mac
Photography: Caitiff
Date of Production: 08/21/2016
Tags: nude, nudity, cleave gag, bare foot, grope, tickle
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Traded
28 photos; 6:26 video
Baseball Player played by Danny
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/08/2026
Tags: sports athlete, bad guy, plug gag, socks, groped, dominated, baseball, b;indfold, hog tie, tying, exposed
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The Intruder
30 photos; 7:20 video
The XXXXer played by Brian
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/10/2026
Tags: jock strap, shiretless, socks, bad guy, otter, hanbd gag, stuff gag, gagging, hand cuff, dominated, taped, tying, grope
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Filed Away
29 photos; 5:26 video
Model: Grant
Ropework by Dalton
Photography by Caitiff
Follow Grant (Aka Knot Nuts)
Date of Production: 06/18/2026
Tags: cleave gag, suit, office, hopping, plot, bad guy, dominated
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Have You Now
30 photos; 5:59 video
Mike is a an undercover cop. Too bad they found the wire.
The Narc played by Mike
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/25/2017
tags: taped, tape gag, jeans
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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
tags: suit, bad guy, story, strip, chair tie, hairy, tape gag, gagging, shirtless
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On Ice by Caitiff
24 photos; 3:51 video
Lonny looked at his watch the hundredth time. Where was he?, Lonny wondered. His boss, “Pretty Boy†Mickey Metano, had told Lonny to meet him at here. But that was over half an hour ago. Lonny had shit to do. He had just done that big job for Mickey and he wanted his cut so he could get out of town.
“Hey Lonny!â€, Lonny heard a voice say from behind him, “Bye Lonnyâ€. A fist slammed into Lonny’s jaw and everything went dark.
Lonny’s head felt like a giant hand was squeezing it. Lonny couldn't’ move his hands and he felt hands looping rope around his legs. Even though he was out of it, Lonny could tell that someone was tying him up. While that was going on, Lonny heard voices...
“Why didn’t we just off him?â€
“Because I want it to look like an accident.†That voice, it was Mickey's. what the hell was going on here?
Lonny let out a small moan and got a slap to the face for his troubles.
“What the ..Mmmmph!â€, a thuggish hand grabbed Lonny’s mouth, keeping him quiet. The owner of the hand was Brian Betrelli, one of Mickey's less intelligent goons. and next to him, Mickey.
“Keep him quiet.â€, Mickey ordered and tape was stuck over his mouth. Then to keep it on, a rag was tied over it. Bound and now gagged, Lonny could only glare as his former boss and friend gloated over him.
“Nothing personal. It’s just the feds are getting too close and you are the only one who can link me ot that job. I got some boys coming over. Real experts. They will make it quick and painless. Everybody will; think you slipped in the tub or some such shit.â€
Lonny didn't’ appreciate Mickey's “compassionâ€. He struggled and strained in the ropes that bound him.
“Relax. Like i said, these guys are experts. You won’t feel a thing!â€
“Mmmuuupphh Mmmmuuuuu!â€, Lonny replied as he jumped to his feet. He had no idea what that would accomplish but rage had blinded him. he was going to kick that smug look off of Mickey's face even if was tied up!
But Brian the thug was having none of that. He grabbed Lonny by the ropes and punched him in the gut. Lonny went down to the ground, gasping for air. He let out small pained grunts through the gag. By all accounts, Lonny was beaten. But the look in his eyes made Mickey nervous in a way he couldn’t explain or even admit to himself. Even though Lonny was gagged tight, Mickey understood what Lonny was saying.
I will get out of this and get you back, you bastard!
Mickey shook off the self doubt. He didn't’ get to where he was by being soft.
“Get his ass up and in that shed. He can sweat it out there until the guys arrive.â€
Lonny was hoisted up and XXXX into the closet in the basement. It was tight and he had no place ot even sit. Apparently Mickey wasn't’ as concerned about Lonny’s final hours being comfortable as he has claimed. The door was shut behind him. Listening at the door, Lonny heard Mickey say, “We don’’t have to stay around. These guys don’t like being seen. Just make sure that door is secured.â€
Micky then walked away, chased by Lonny's gagged screams of rage.
Lonny played by Mitch
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/14/2008
Tags: story, hopping, OTM gag
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You're Hired!
24 photos; 4:32 video
Model: Kevin
Photography by Caitiff and Nick007
Date of Production: 9-29-2015
tags suit and tie, cleave gagged, hands behind back, socks, black dress socks
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Turn Up the Heat by Soft Touch
45 photos; 2:08 video
“You wanted to see me Jessup?”
Mister Franks looked impatient as he usually was while he stood in the open doorway to Mister Jessup’s apartment.
“Yea, there’s something I want to show you.”
Mister Franks brushed right by Jessup and walked into the apartment like he owned the place, which he did, just like he owned a lot of places. “Okay, but I don't have much time. I have other things to do today, you know?”
Suddenly Mister Franks felt a sharp bee sting on his arm. “Ow! What the hell?”
Mister Franks grabbed his arm and tried to rub the pain away while he turned around to confront Jessup. “What was that? What did you do to me?”
But Jessup just smiled and watched while a strange expression came onto Mister Franks’ face.
Mister Franks opened his mouth to say more, but instead a small moan escaped from his mouth as a sudden wave of dizziness ran through his body and his vision began to blur.
Easy now, Mister Franks,” Jessup said in a real friendly way. “Why don't you have a seat right here?”
And Mister Franks found that he had no power to resist while Jessup pushed him down to have a seat on a hard chair.
“There, that’s better, now let me make you more comfortable,” Jessup purred into the confused Mister Franks’ ear. Then Jessup pulled Mister Franks’ unresisting arms behind his back and then began lashing his wrists together with some rope.
“What…? What is that? Is that rope?” Mister Franks’ speech was slurred and he was having trouble focusing his eyes.
“Don’t try to talk any more, Mister Franks. I'll do all of the talking.” Jessup purred some more as he XXXX Mister Franks’ slack mouth open a then drew an old paint rag between the landlord’s teeth.
Mister Franks tried to resist, but now it was like everything was happening to him in slow motion and he couldn't summon up any strength in any of his muscles. He could only loll his head back and forth while Jessup tied the rag tight behind the landlord’s neck.
“Your feet must be tired after climbing all those stairs,” Jessup observed. “But I can fix that.”
Mister Franks looked down and watched while Jessup pulled off his shoes and socks. And then there was nothing he could do to stop Jessup from wrapping and tying some more rope around his bare ankles.
Then suddenly Jessup grabbed the front of Mister Franks’ shirt and made him look up at him. “There, now I think I got your undivided attention!” Jessup growled angrily.
Mister Franks tried pulling his hands free from the tight ropes, but he couldn't do it. And then he tried to protest into the roll of rag that was dividing his teeth, but Jessup just ignored him.
“For more than a month now I've been telling you that it is too cold in this apartment, but you don't listen! Well starting now I'm going to give you a little demonstration.”
Mister Franks shook his head slowly from side to side and tried to tell Jessup that this apartment wasn't any colder than any of the other apartments in this building. Oil was getting really expensive.
But Jessup didn't pay any attention to Mister Franks’ garbled words. Instead he was not too gentle as he turned Franks’ head to look at a big thermometer that was mounted on the wall. “You look at that. Look at it!” Jessup commanded.
And then right before Mister Franks’ eyes he saw the red marking on the thermometer drop down from 55 to 50 degrees. And then it began falling even lower.
“Right now it is fairly warm here,” Jessup told him. “But that won't last long.”
Mister Franks’ heart sunk while he watched the red mark reach 45 degrees.
“So I am going to emphasize my point by letting you see just how cold it gets in here!”
Mister Franks shook his head frantically from side to side and almost XXXXd on the juicy rag that was filling up his mouth. He didn't like the cold!
“I don't want you disturbing the neighbors. That wouldn't be polite. So first I'm going quiet that big mouth of yours.”
Mister Franks shrunk back in the chair, but there was no escape as Jessup tore off a wide strip of green marking tape and then plastered it all over Mister Franks’ rag-parted lips and cheeks.
“And you don't need to look at that thermometer no more. Pretty soon your body’s going to know just how cold it gets in here.” Jessup pulled off Mister Franks’ eyeglasses and set them on a counter.
Mister Franks looked around with his blurry eyes and hummed behind his ragged and plastered lips that he couldn't see without his glasses.
“Best you close those eyes now,” Jessup warned.
Mister Franks’ looked up and saw a blurry band of green tape coming toward his eyes. Then he closed his eyes just in time and moaned a little in fear as he felt that sticky tape pressing down over his eyelids and eyebrows to seal them closed tight and dark.
“Now I'm going to get my blanket wrap and my crossword puzzle and enjoy a little peace and quiet. And that’s what I want you to be, real quiet. So don't even think about making a sound in here until I come back.”
Mister Franks squirmed in the chair and moaned into his gag. Jessup couldn't just leave him like this!
“Maybe when I come back you'll be ready to tell me that you're going to turn up the heat.”
Mister Franks heard Jessup’s footsteps going into the other room. Then it became very quiet until Mister Franks began to hear a strange chattering sound. At first Mister Franks couldn't figure out where that sound was coming from. But then he realized that it was his own teeth chattering together. And then he felt a cold draft running up over his bare ankles and then on up over his whole body.
And pretty soon the only sounds you could hear in the quiet room were the chattering of Mister Franks’ teeth and the creaking of the old chair as Mister Franks began to shiver and shake more and more.
THE END
Mr. Frank played by Todd
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 01/26/2006
tags: chair tie, story, tape gag, blindfold, grope, bad guy, plot
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David Hog Tied
24 photos; 5:15 video
Model: David
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/21/2019
tags:: nude, nudity, cleave gag, hog tie, bare foot, hairy, otter
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