All Mine

23 photos; 7:35 video

Model: Mickey O'Shea
Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 02/11/2013

Boi in the Basement

32 photos; 3:46 video

Boi in the Basement played by Jace
Photography by Caitiff   Date ofProduction: 08/29/2010

Prisoner of War

28 photos; 4:10 video

The Prisoner played by Chad
Photography Caitiff

Date of Production: 05/13/2013

Ezio Nude

23 photos; 5:11 video

Model: Ezio
Photography by Caitiff   Date of Production: 06/01/2017

The D-bag

19 photos; 4:51 video

The D-Bag played by Remy
Photography Caitiff   Date of Production: 05/25/2017

Management Material

27 photos; 5:19 video

The Executive played by Ron Jeffries
Bad Guy played by Tommy Gunn
Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 06/09/2017

Compromising Positions by Caitiff

30 photos

  It was morning when Darryl's girlfriend nudged him awake. They had spent all weekend at her parent's house, sleeping in her parent's bed and screwing like rabbits. Darryl was still naked as he lay asleep. "Don't forget to clean up and get your ass out of here. "His girlfriend warned. "If my parents find out you were here all weekend, they'll kill us both!"
"Don't worry" Darryl mumbled, still half asleep and turned around to get a few more Zzz's. Her parents wouldn't be home for hours. He had plenty of time. Darryl was sound asleep when his girlfriend left to go to work so he didn't know that she had forgotten to lock the front door. Darryl also didn't hear the door open a little while later. But he did hear somebody open the door and enter the bed room where Darryl lay naked on the bed. He woke up to find two people, a man and a woman, holding a gun on him!
"What the hell!?" Darryl stammered as the couple looked at their surprised victim, both wearing an evil grin on their faces. "Did we come at a bad time?" The man joked. "What do you want?" Darryl asked, not sure he wanted to hear the answer.
" Just the usual valuables. You weren't supposed to be here.. But since you are..." The woman held up some clothesline, " We'll just have to keep you out of the way for a while." Darryl soon had his hands and arms tightly bound behind his back by the women as her partner started taking his girlfriend's Mom's jewelry.
"Oh come on. Take what you want but don't leave me tied up like this! I can't have people finding me bare butt naked!" "You talk to much. Your moaning is going to wake up the whole neighborhood!" The woman said, putting her hand over Daryl's mouth. "Agreed! Here, gag him with this!" The man said as he threw a dirty sock to his partner. Soon all Darryl's complaints and pleadings were reduced to an incomprehensible mumble as the sock was wedged between his teeth.
"Relax, it will be over soon." The man promised. "Yeah. I don't know what your complaining about. A young stud like you with a tight little ass. You'd think you'd want to show it off." The woman said as her hand gently stroked Daryl's exposed rear end. Then the man did the same! Darryl suddenly realized this probably wasn't a husband and wife team. Great. He was not only being robbed and tied up, he was going to get raped too. By the both of them!
"Unfortunately, " the man took his hand away, "we really don't have time right now. Maybe next time." "Couldn't we take him with us?" The woman pleaded.
"Hey, I'd love too. But you know, we still got those others back home to take care of. Don't worry, we can always get another one just like this guy if he want to later." The woman frowned, disappointed but she accepted the man's twisted logic. Darryl, meanwhile, was just happy he didn't end up in some couple's bondage sex slave collection.
The man tied Darryl's feet so the two could be sure he wasn't going anywhere as they robbed the place, The couple soon had taken everything in the house and were making to leave. Before they did, however, the man came back to Darryl, who despite struggling with all his strength, hadn't managed to loosen his bonds at all. "Now, we're going to go. Maybe we'll see each other again!" The man said as he hog-tied his captive. Darryl could now only roll helplessly from side to side. Darryl heard the door shut. He was relieved that the two hadn't decided to kidnap him after all. But then he realized! The clock read 4 o'clock. His girlfriend's parent's would be home soon!
Desperately Darryl twisted and strained, trying to get loose. Unfortunately, the robbers obviously knew their knots. Besides for cramped muscles, Darryl didn't have a lot to show for his efforts. Suddenly Darryl heard the door open again. Was it the robbers after all, come to kidnap him and turn him into their sex slave?
Worse! It was his girlfriend and her parents! At that moment, Darryl wished he had been kidnapped! "What the ...Denise is that YOUR boyfriend tied up nude on OUR bed!? What kind of sick games have you been playing, young woman!?" Darryl and her parents then spent so long arguing that it was almost an hour before anybody thought to ungag Darryl to ask him what had happened.   The End   Darryl played by Philip Photography by Caitiff

Taking Out His Toy

20 photos; 5:50 video

The Toy played by Cole
The Domiant played by Chad

Photography by Caitiff


Date of Production: 11/30/2012

Lost a Bet

30 photos; 7:01 video

Model: Chad
Photography by Caitiff   Date of Production: 12/26/2013

Tough Guy

25 photos; 3:00 video

Tough Guy played by Mickey O'Shea
Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 10/25/2012

Car Thief Karma

31 photos; 4:57 video

Ron Jeffries finds Tommy Gunn trying to break into Ron's car.
It does not go well for poor Tommy.

The Car Thief played by Tommy Gunn
The Car Owner played by Ron Jeffries
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 06/09/2017

Work Blues

19 photos; 5:08 video

Marko is a sailor who gets tied up in a store room.
Sucks to be him

Model: Marko
Phootgraphy by Caitiff   Date of Production: 06/10/2017

Shutting Him Up by TBBM

22 photos; 6:14 video

David was the best Federal Agent in the state and he was just one more case in order to bag the biggest promotion he could get in his career.   The target for his promotion was someone whom he befriended but tonight and he was the type of career criminal that didn't trust easily. David was about to turn the table on the guy and make the biggest seizure of his career but in his arrogance, he decided to do it alone. The last thing he wanted was someone else taking credit for his hard work.   Dressed in his official uniform, David stopped by the house, ready to seize his man but upon stepping into the criminal's home, he realised that something was amiss.   Stupidly, David called out, asking if someone was there, unaware that his man was standing right behind him. Before David could react, he felt a hand clamp over his mouth and he was dragged away, with everything going black.   David woke up sometime later in a room, bound tightly to a chair with bright red rope. He struggled in his bonds for a few minutes before he soon realised that he had company.   The man loomed over him and David tried to play the situation off as a joke. "Hey, dude, untie me, will ya? I have to bring this costume back to the store by tomorrow". The man however seemed unmoved by David's attempts to lie to him.   A hand clamped over David's mouth and he whimpered as he was patted on the chest. "Quiet, no-one wants to hear your big mouth," the man said, his tone even but David could tell that he was in big trouble. "You thought you could fool me, huh, David?" David nodded in admission, realising that he had been rumbled. "I wasn't stupid," the man continued, "I knew who you were and I wanted to see how far you'd go to try and catch me."   David looked on as the man released his hand from his mouth and then left the room for a moment. When he came back, David could see the man had a roll of duct tape and a bandanna with him.   "You know holding an agent captive is going to make things worse for you," David said, trying to regain some authority but the man didn't care. As David struggled some more, the man shoved the bandanna into David's mouth and tightened it quickly.   "I have things to do, pretty boy," the man said, tying the bandanna tightly. "And I can't have you causing me trouble, so you're gonna sit here for a while until I get them done and decide what to do with you, understood?"   David tried to protest some more, but the man clamped his hand over David's gagged mouth and sternly told him, "nobody wants to hear it."   David grunted as the man then began to tape the bandanna firmly shut on him, before taunting David and saying that he liked the duct tape. David didn't but it wasn't like he could say otherwise and even if he could, his captor certainly didn't care. The man gave David one last look before leaving the room and locking the door behind him. With no-one aware of David's mission, he knew that backup wouldn't be coming to his aid at all and that he was at the mercy of a man who could do anything to him now that David was firmly secured. David struggled more and more in his bonds but it was to no avail.
Model: David
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 06/10/2017

Tied to His Desk by Caitiff

26 photos; 4:12 video

Pet Training

37 photos; 6:28 video

Caitiff housebreaks his new pet

Model: Ron Jeffries
Photography by Caitiff


Date of Production: 03/14/14

Therapy by Fidelis

40 photos

"Get moving! You say that you’re tired of vanilla. Fine! I’ll give you something that sure isn’t vanilla."
I had no idea what had come over my sweetie pie. For years we had been a happy couple, but then Roger decided that he wanted to ‘spice things up’, ‘try something different’. I had reluctantly agreed. I was perfectly content with the status quo, but I didn’t want my yummy Roger straying, looking for excitement elsewhere. So I had used a few of my old neckties and tied him up. That had seemed to satisfy him for a while, but then he had wanted more and more. I adamantly refused – I had no desire to participate in the perverted activities that seemed to inflame Roger. I expected my honey bunny to respect my wishes – we had a good life together. Or so I had thought. But then Roger began to spend more and more time away from home. He claimed to be working overtime, on special projects, but I had my suspicions. Suspicions which were confirmed when I lowered myself so far as to rifle through his drawers. The things that I found horrified me – ropes, chains, ball gags and other objects that I was unable to identify. This was very, very bad. I had to do something to convince my Roger of the error of his ways. After much thought, I decided what to do. I would give him so much of what he wanted, he would become disgusted, and turn back into my honey bunny. I purchased a book on the tying of knots, and studied it from cover to cover. Then I bided my time, waiting for an appropriate time for Roger’s therapy.
He came from work on Friday night, and was Mr. Grumpy as usual. He brusquely announced that he was going out, and he didn’t know what time he would be home. Ho ho, I thought to myself, I don’t think you’re going anywhere, Roger. This would be the perfect time. I didn’t think it would take me an entire weekend to break Roger down, but I always believed in erring on the side of caution. I hovered in our bedroom, while Roger showered. When he came out of the bathroom, drying his hair, I pounced. While Roger had been "working" so late, I had been spending time at the gym. I took him by surprise, and had him on the floor in seconds. I took one of the pieces of rope from his stash, and with my knee in the small of his back, I pulled his arms behind and tied his hands together. "Phil, what the hell are you…MMPPHHH!!!!" I had to shut my sweety up, so I took a ball-gag that I had found with his other paraphernalia, and shoved it into his mouth. I pulled hard on the strap as hard as I could, and then buckled it. I hated doing this, but I had to save Roger. As he struggled beneath me, I wrapped more rope around his chest and his firm upper arms. Mmm, it was interesting to see how the rope framed his pecs, once I had dragged him to his feet. I pushed him towards the stairs. Dear Roger was going to be spending some time in the cellar!
"GGGMMMWHATMHELLMMDOING? GGMSHTOPMIT!"
"Lovey, I’m doing this for your own good. One day you’ll thank me."
As I manhandled him down the stairs, I became aware of a bulge in my trousers. I put it down to having my honey bunny in my arms once more. One hand slipped down Roger’s sweaty stomach. WHOWZERS! I hadn’t seen or felt anything like that on him for a long, long time. It just proved to me the importance of curing him of his obsession. Once he was cured, it would be like old times, and he would greet me with one of those every morning. I licked my lips in anticipation. But it was crucial that I continue Roger’s therapy. Once I had him in the cellar, I hopped up onto a stool that I had placed conveniently below an exposed pipe. I couldn’t have him running around, and I was sure that the humiliation and discomfort of being forced to hang around for a few hours would help him to recover. I yanked his hands up until they were resting in the small of his back, and then attached the loose end of the rope to the pipe. It broke my heart to leave him down there, in the dark, with all the nasty insects that liked to roam around in the cellar, but it was necessary. I took one last look at him before I turned out the lights. He was cursing away under that ball gag, and his cock was still as hard as an iron bar. Well, we would see about that. After a few hours down there, he would be singing a different tune.


I settled down on the couch, with a good book, but I couldn’t concentrate on the newest Crombie. My mind kept on going back to how my honey had looked, hanging from the ceiling, with that monstrous boner sticking out. I found myself rubbing my own crotch. No, no, this was wrong. I was NOT going to get excited at the thought of Roger in that nasty position. I MUST focus, and read the book. The hours passed so slowly. I had to keep on checking my watch to make sure that it hadn’t stopped. Finally, it was time. I would see how the cure was progressing.
"GGGMMMPHILIPLEMMEGOMRIGHTMNOW!!"
Oh dear, the cure didn’t seem to be taking at all. Roger was still sporting a monstrous erection. I hadn’t expected miracles, but…..this was not an encouraging sign. I would have to proceed to the second part of my plan. A change of position was necessary.
As I undid the rope around his chest, I warned him. "Now Roger, don’t you fight me. I’m doing this for us, my pet. " He didn’t listen to me, and we had a brief tussle, which of course I won. The poor lad was a bit stiff from hanging around all evening, and my training at the gym was really paying off. Once I had his hands tied in front of him, I hopped onto the handy stool, and once more attached the end of the rope to the pipe. I was sweaty from my exertions, and strangely aroused. Roger muttered and moaned, saliva dripping from his chin, but he still had that damn erection. I was tempted to do something about it, but realized that it might undo any good that I had managed to achieve. I sighed as I trudged up the stairs again. I didn’t turn back for a final look this time – I wasn’t sure if I was strong enough to resist temptation.
I paced the floor, practically wearing a hole in the tasteful Bokhara in the den. I imagined the torments my poor, unfaithful sweetheart must be suffering right now. How long would it take for him to learn the error of his ways? I couldn’t take this much longer. I needed a drink. I grabbed my bottle of the MacAllan and splashed a generous measure into a glass. That was a bit better. I was tempted to have another one, but it didn’t seem wise to drink too much while my darling was dangling from the pipe in the cellar. I really needed a clear head for the task ahead of me. The seconds seemed like hours, but at last it was time to check on Roger. I was praying that he would be limp-dicked and contrite, ready to repent of his wicked ways and return to my loving arms. Alas, it wasn’t to be. When I turned on the light, there he was, still sporting that erection. It was time for drastic measures.
"Roger, this is going to hurt me as much as it hurts you. I hate to do this, but…I have to cure you! You know that I’m only doing this because, I love you, don’t you?"
His eyes followed me as I picked up one of the loose weights stacked up under the stairs. I attached one of the weights to a curious contraption that I had found in his drawer , and then walked over to him.
"GGMMYETHYETH!MMERR…NOOOONOOOO!"

I gingerly attached the hideous thing to Roger’s balls, and then let it drop. I cringed at the sight of his poor balls being distended by all the weight and waited for him to scream out for mercy. At the least I expected him his cock to deflate. It did deflate, but not in the manner that I had expected. He did scream through his gag, as his eyes rolled up in his head. But he it didn’t sound like a scream of agony. Instead, muffled as it was, it sounded like the sounds that he had once made with me, as we rolled around in our bed, in the throes of passion. And then he spurted, jet after jet of cum spraying through the air, landing on the floor. I was really ticked off now. This was NOT what I had expected. Something was awry here. I growled and stormed up the stairs in a fury. I sucked down a few more ounces of Scotch, and reconsidered my plan. Okay, it hadn’t turned out exactly as I had planned, but I still had time to work him. Even if it took all weekend, I was going to cure my honey bunny. I stumbled towards the stairs. I was going to teach that bastard a lesson he wasn’t going to forget. I stopped dead in my tracks, aghast at the thoughts that were passing through my mind. How could I be thinking of my Roger in such a way? Then anger surged through my veins once more. I had let him trample all over me, like I was a doormat. Not any more!
"OK, buster. I’ve had enough of being Mr. Nice Guy. I’m going to cure you if it’s the last thing I do."
"GGMMFUCKMMUPHILIP. MMMCANMMGOMTOMHELL!"
I jumped on to the stool, shaking with rage. I loosened the rope until there was a lot of slack, and then retied the end. I hopped off the stool, and tossed it across the room, rejoicing as it smashed against the wall. I grabbed Roger by the shoulders, and forced him down until he was on his knees. He grunted as they slammed into the concrete floor. Good, I hope that hurt the two-timing, cheating son-of-a-bitch. I would teach him to screw around with me. He wanted it rough, well he was going to get it rough. Once I was finished with him, he would turn faint whenever he saw a piece of rope. The dickhead wouldn’t even be able to tie his own shoes, once his therapy was done with. The sight of a knot would make him puke. I tied his thighs to his calves, pulling the rope as I tight as I could.
Fuck, he was hard again! I was going to fix that. I picked up another piece of rope and tied one end around his cock and balls. I walked across the room and pulled that rope as taut as I could, before I tied it around the newel post. I looked at him kneeling there, on his knees, his arms stretched over his head, his cock and balls pulled away from his body by the rope. I would leave the fucker there, stewing in his own juices, until he was cured. I pounded up the stairs, my heart pumping and my cock as hard as a rock. It would serve the bugger right if I pulled out my cock and….no, I wasn’t going to think like that. I needed another drink. Or two, or three, or more.


 Mmmm, Roger thought, as the door slammed behind Philip. I hope he passes out up there, and leaves me here all night. My plan has worked to perfection. I wonder what else I can do to piss him off? I haven’t had this much fun in ages.


THE END

Roger played by Troy
Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 12/02/2003

Hump

28 photos; 6:45 video

Model: Mike Photgraphy by Caitiff

Zep Nude

14 photos; 3:27 video

Model: Zep
Photography by Chad Date of Production: 06/04/2017

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

Gets Jocked

23 photos; 3:36 video

Victim played by Beau
Bad Guy played by Remy
Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production; 04/22/2017

Puppy Love

12 photos; 4:07 video

Model: Vidhra
Model: Chad
Phoography by Caitiff   Date of Production: 10/06/2012

Blue Jeans

27 photos; 4:50 video

Model: Vincent
Photography by Caitiff   Date of Production: 12/17/2013

Officer Down and Bound

29 photos; 3:58 video

Officer played by Garrentjan
Thug played by Wolfric
Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 02/03/2012

Bound Beef

35 photos; 3:49 video

Model: Lyle
Model: Clark
Photography by Caitiff

Date Of Production: 09/29/2006