Dudes In Distress! Hot Heroes Bound and Gagged. Clueless Men caught up in bondage beyond thier control.
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Stay Put by Jase1010
21 photos; 4:25 video
Jed came to, and the first thing he noticed was that his arms seemed stuck to his sides? What the hell?
And in front of him was the big bruiser guy who his Saturday night lay had dumped for him. Oh shit.
"Well, hey, band geek. How's it goin'?"
Jed went to say "Fine. Get the fuck out of my house. I'm calling the cops." Except he couldn't. There was something stuffed in his mouth. Tied in there. HE WAS GAGGED.
"Mmppghrrhrhrr." It tasted like sweat. His mouth was stuffed with some kinda cloth, and then there seemed to be another cloth tied over that so he couldn't spit it out. Jed had never been gagged before, and found the experience humiliating. This big wad was preventing him from speaking! He examined the rest of his body. The guy had tied him up! His hands were knotted tightly behind his back. His arms were firmly lashed to his torso. The rope looked like the red kind that his ex-roommate Matty had used to hang his kayak in the garage. Jed twisted his body, testing his bonds. They were unforgiving. He was STUCK. Big Bruiser had also tied his legs together near the knee. What the hell did this guy have planned?
"I see you're not very talkative. Probably because I stuffed one of your dirty socks from your hamper in your mouth."
Jed groaned through his gag. Bastard. GROSS.
"I just thought you and I should have a little man-to-man chat. You see, my girlfriend Clarissa...."
THAT was her name, Jed thought, and then went back to trying to pick at the knots tying his hands behind his back. it was no use. The rope had some sort of waxy coating, Jed had very short fingernails, and Big Bruiser must have been a Boy Scout when he was a Little Bruiser. In fact, it was like the knots just got tighter the more he picked at them. OW!
"...apparently no longer wants to be my girlfriend. Apparently, she got wet over some scumbag guitar player in a shitty band she met last night. I'll be honest, I'm not that torn up about it. I'm mainly just annoyed by the general disrespect your punk ass showed me. You probably thought you were fucking Dave Grohl up there, staring at my girlfriend's tits and giving me a giant fuck-you by having me tossed out of your bar so you could sleaze over her."
Jed noted that Big Bruiser seemed to be getting angrier as he went over last night's events. He was mainly just talking to the ceiling as he paced around the room. Holy shit, was this guy here to murder him or something? Jed began to bounce in the crappy office chair Big Bruiser had deposited his bound and helpless body into. These ropes were so TIGHT. The chair creaked with his efforts. No matter how much he wriggled, squirmed and bounced, there was just no getting free. Jed felt like a total loser. He was a rock star, not some goddamn damsel in distress!
"Anyway, I thought I would come over here and have a little chat with you. Yeah, I followed you two assholes here from the bar last night. I know she stayed over. I watched her leave. I met up with her and she dumped me and said she's meeting you for dinner tonight. That's fine. I think I just want to show her what a complete pussy you are."
Big Bruiser took out his phone and began snapping pics of Jed in his bondage.
"MMPPGGHRRHRHRHRH MMPPHHH! MMMPPHGR!" Jed snarled through his gag in protest. Oh, man, this would be the end of his cool musician persona if these pics ever got out. Jed the axe man turned Jed the tied and gagged wimp. He couldn't recall when he had been more helpless.
Big Bruiser smiled, pressed some buttons on his phone, and put it back in his pocket.
"I just texted her those pics, and I posted them on her Facebook wall. You're gonna be famous. You know that Clarissa prides herself on having 3,000 friends on Facebook, right?"
Jed moaned into his gag, and hung his head. His mismatched socks and bound ankles seemed to join Big Bruiser in mocking him. Big Bruiser sauntered into the kitchen, came out with a pair of scissors and dropped them to the floor. Jed looked at the scissors and then up at him.
"So basically, I'm conceding defeat to you. You can have Clarissa. You can even have these scissors to try and untie your lame ass. Oh, and you can also have Clarissa's recurring STD. I always wore a condom. Did you?"
Jed groaned again, which was answer enough. Big Bruiser left his house, laughing wildly. Jed rolled his bound body over to the scissors, and began to try and find a way to use them to cut himself free. He ended up having to drop heavily to the floor, like a sack of very foolish feeling potatoes.
By the time he did get loose, two hours later, almost every single person he knew had blown up his phone with the pics of him tied and gagged and many an LOL. Apparently, he and Clarissa had a lot of mutual Facebook friends.
She ended up back with Big Bruiser, completely turned off by his "geek ass in bondage." The crowds at their shows delighted in chanting "Bondage Boy" at him for many, many months to come.
The End
Jed played by Matthew
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production:07/17/2012 -
Worker Retreat by Craig
26 photos; 5:38 video
Worker Retreat by Craig It all began with a great idea Craig had, to have an Employee Retreat for our company. He felt that it was important to do some group bonding. Who would have known the bonding would become so extreme. It was a cool autumn day in the country side of Missouri and it was the first day of the Employee Retreat. The boss Mr. Cliff Snatch began the speech. “Well here we are, looks like a fine group of people you got assembled for us Craig. I hope everyone has a good time today on this mandatory retreat. I think Craig has put together a wonderful schedule of activities for us all too hopefully BIND more with our mutual friendships.” said Mr. Cliff Snatch The schedule was as follows: “Its 10am now, were going to eat Breakfast and go for a hike at 11:05am, were going to do bird watching at 1:11pm, mandatory basket weaving at 2:06pm” Craig said. “Huh.!?.!?....” from everyone else. “We’ll have a break at 3:20pm, directly following a Yodeling Contest at 3:21pm” Craig said. “Ahha...! WHAT! aha..what!?!” from the group. “The rest of the list I’ll let you know as the day goes on, just so you don’t forget about it.” Craig said. After the speech the two employees Andrew and Rawy were talking to each other. “What the Fuck?” said Rawy
“I know I can’t live up here in the middle of November. This is Stupid!” said Andrew. “Fucking brown noser, dude.” Rawy “I know how we can get rid of him.” Andrew “What?” Rawy
“I’ll tell you later” says Andrew
“Oh, Alright. Yeah.” comes from RawyThe two disgruntled employees decide to take matters into their own hands. They lure Craig away from the rest of the group during the hike to show him an American Bald Eagle that’s not quiet there. Andrew and Rawy are holding rope and duct tape behind their backs while they walk with Craig farther and farther away from the group. Andrew knew the perfect way to get rid of Craig for at least most of the trip; it would be worth getting fired for, especially to teach the brown nosier a lesson. While Craig was looking in a tree for the eagle, they both jumped at their opportunity. Rawy went straight for the hand gag while Andrew worked on binding his hands together behind the very same tree he was looking in for the eagle. Craig began fighting back, so Rawy had to help Andrew secure him to the tree. While this was going on Craig kept yelling you’re fired, you going to lose your job for this, and please let me go. None of that worked and they continued to bind Craig to the tree with rope. Once his hands were secured and going nowhere fast the bound his legs to the tree with more rope. Andrew got so sick of hearing Craig’s mouth that it was time to shut him up. He pulled out a roll of duct tape and pulled a strip off to gag him with but that wasn’t going to keep this guy quiet. So Andrew and Rawy wrapped the duct tape around the tree and Craig’s mouth several times to silence him. “Mmhhppp..!!!!!!!” from Craig. They flicked him off for being suck a fucking brown nosier and then left to let him struggle and moan to himself.
The End
Craig played by Craig
Rawy played by Rawy
Andrew played by Andrew
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production:11/14/2010 -
Highly Gaggable
15 photos; 4:08 video
Gagged played by Dante
Gagger played by Remy
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/24/2017
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Ezio Gets Off
23 photos; 5:47 video
Model: Ezio
Photography: Caitiff Date of Production: 06/01/2017 -
Black String
20 photos; 5:16 video
Model: Marko
Photography: Caitiff Date of Production: 06/10/2017 -
Shackled
24 photos
Model: Rod Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production/12/17/2005
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Lab Rat by Caitiff
75 photos; 5:28 video
The happy gas was beginning to wear off. As I tied the subjects hands to the bed railing, I could feel him squirm and jerk. Good thing I had already tied his feet. Of course he couldn’t see what was going on with the blind fold I had put on him. All he could tell was he now being tied up hand and foot on a bed. He might have also noticed his short was gone. “Hey!.. Mmmppphh!” I clamped my hand over his mouth for a bit as I reached for my bottle. A quick squirt and it was back to happy for the lab rat. “Mmmm, that feels good.” He said as I carressed his hairy chest to see how fast his heart and breathing were going. I could see the slight chubby poking through his shorts. That was a normal reaction. I made sure the subject lay flat on his back on the bed. He was much more cooperative now that he had had a bit of happy juice. Just a little preparation left to do. The End?
The Subject played by Bo
The Evil Scientist played by Drake
Photography by Connor Kent
Date of Production: 03/19/2014 -
Buff
29 photos
Model: Arturo
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/16/2008 -
Grinding
32 photos; 7:22 video
Model: Patrick
Model: Chad Date of Production: 12/23/2010
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Caught Copper
27 photos; 6:09 video
Copper played by Tommy Gunn
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production; 08/10/2017 -
Scared Little Hog Tied Boi
25 photos; 5:10 video
Model: Rick
Photography: Caitiff Date of Production: 08/09/2017 -
Spanking It
22 photos; 4:20 video
Spanked Guy played by Mac
Spanker played by Rex
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 07/02/2017
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Edging the Pledge by SoftTouch
21 photos; 3:02 video
Wait on the corner of Third and Spring Street. Just wait on the corner of Third and Spring Street. Jason waited, and the longer he waited, the more he worried that this might be a bad idea. Jason wanted more than anything to be accepted into the Ramma Damma Fraternity, but he had heard stories. Scary stories of what happened to skinny Pledges on Pledge Night. Were they only stories?
Suddenly a dark van swept alongside the curb. The side door of the van opened up and a big arm reached out and grabbed Jason by the hand. The next thing Jason knew he was sitting inside the van and wedged in between two beefy big guys. The first thing that Jason noticed was that the back of the van was all closed in so that he couldn't see where they were going or even who was driving the van. And then his eyes adjusted to the semi-darkness and Jason saw that the two big guys had dark silk stocking masks pulled down over their faces.
“Are you guys from Ramma Damma?”
“There ain't no need for you to be talking,” one of the masks said.
“But I—“
One of the masks grabbed his arms and held them tight. And then the other mask laughed. “We told you to shut up!”
Jason wasn't used to being spoken to so rudely, and he was just about to talk to the laughing mask about his manners, when all at once the laughing mask came at Jason’s face with a wide roll of orange tape. Jason guessed that the tape was for him and he started to struggle, but then the other mask started laughing, too while he held Jason’s arms even tighter. And then the first ugly mask started plastering sticky pieces of tape all over Jason’s lips, his cheeks and even his chin until Jason felt like there was a big hand holding his mouth tightly shut.
Then the mask holding his arms pushed Jason’s body into the waiting bear-hug of the other mask. Jason didn't like this. He didn't like this at all. And then he looked behind him and saw that the other mask was holding rope!
Oh no! Jason didn't want to be tied up! But there was no escaping from the two big masks and Jason couldn't stop them from wrapping that tight rope all around his wrists and then his chest until his arms were completely trapped.
“You might as well take a little nap, Pledge Boy,” one of the masks laughed at him.
“Mmmhat…!” Jason mumphed into his tape plaster. Then Jason got really scared when he saw the other mask holding a dark cloth laundry bag up over his head. Oh no! Jason hated being put in the dark! But the two masks just laughed and laughed while the dark bag was pulled down over Jason’s head and his shoulders and his chest.
After that all Jason could feel was the dark cloth clinging to his face when he tried to breathe, and the beefy bodies being pressed closed to his, and the bumpy ride of the van until the van finally swerved to a stop.
Big beefy hands grabbed the bagged Jason and dragged him out of the van. Then they made him walk and walk when he couldn't see where he was going. And then, after awhile, one of the beefy hands pushed Jason down. Jason screamed in fear until he felt his buns being caught by a comfortable couch. Then the dark bag was abruptly pulled off of his head.
Blinded by the sudden brightness of the lights in the room, it took Jason a little time to see that he was in somebody’s house, but he didn't know who. And then he looked up to see the two big stocking masks standing over him, and one of the masks was holding some more rope.
“You're early,” the mask said. “So you're gonna have to wait awhile.”
Without being the least bit nice about it, the two masks grabbed Jason and ignored his frightened whimpers while they tied his ankles and thighs together with the ropes.
“You move; you get punished!” the other mask warned Jason.
Then the two stocking masks walked into the next room. And they left the door open so Jason could hear everything that was said while his two captors joined some of their waiting friends.
“Where’s Vic? He’s supposed to be here.”
“He got tied up at the lab, but he'll be here.”
“He'd better show up. He’s the one bringing that snake.”
Snake…! Oh no! Jason knew this was a bad idea and so he begin twisting his wrists and ankles against the tight ropes.
‘Don't worry about Vic. Look at the other cool stuff we got. Here’s that tickle whip you wanted.
And Sammy brought the itching powder. And Rod remembered the Vaseline. And I brought some shaving cream and a real sharp razor.”
Cold chills ran over Jason’s body. He didn't even want to think about what those guys might do with some of those things they were talking about. He had to get out of here!
But he knew that he had to be quiet, and he knew that he had to be careful, and he knew that he didn't have much time so he forgot about trying to get loose from the ropes. Instead he slowly levered his body up off of the couch until he was standing up. Then he tried using the little baby steps the tight ropes would let him take, but those were getting him nowhere fast.
So then he tried a little hop. That was okay so he tried another one. Oh no! He couldn't stop his top-heavy body from toppling over and he hit the floor really hard with his body.
Jason froze on the floor and listened intently, but all he could hear coming from the next room was laughter. Good.
Afraid to try standing up again, Jason stayed down on the floor and began to crawl slowly like a worm toward where he thought the front door was.
“Hey Pledge! You leaving us so soon?”
All of Jason’s breath ran out of his nose and he lay deflated on the carpet.
“You'll be sorry if you miss the big party we're going to have for you. Now I'm sorry I got to do this, but don't want our prize Pledge running away.”
What could Jason do? There was so many of them, and there was only one of Jason, and nobody had ever been so cruel to Jason before so he didn't know what to do. So he didn't struggle at all while the mask bent his body up and tied more painful ropes around Jason's wrists and ankles.
“Hey Pledge,” the stocking mask whispered. “I tell you a little secret. When they tie that blindfold on you and tell you that you're eating worms, don't worry. What that stuff really is, is only raw liver.”
Jason’s stomach flipped over, bitter bile rose up into his throat, and he moaned oh so sadly. He'd just decided that he really didn't want to be a Ramma Damma after all.THE ENDJason played by Mike Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 01/04/2006 -
A Bear Gets His by Caitiff
28 photos; 5:10 video
Bud was a bully. He parked his car in other people’s spots. He dumped his trash onto other people’s lawns. And everyone was pretty sure that Bud was behind the rash of burglaries. But no one could prove it and no was willing to confront Bud about it. That is until Ted moved . The new guy was quiet and kept to himself. To Bud that meant he was an easy target. Nothing could have been further from the truth. Bud caught Ted while he was alone. But Ted wasn’t impressed by Bud. Bud made some veiled threats. Ted just nodded politely. Finally losing his temper, Bud threw a fist at Ted’s head. In one motion Ted dodged the fist and laid Bud out on his back. As Bud’s head hit the ground, everything went black. When he awoke, the first thing Bud noticed was the pounding in his head. The next thing Bud noticed was that his hands had been tightly bound behind his back. Tape was wrapped around his head, gagging Bud’s mouth. “Mmmmm!” Bud moaned through his gag. Bud had been taken to Ted’s apartment and tied up. That asshole. When he got free, Bud was going to kill this creep. But as he struggled, Bud failed to get any slack in the ropes that bound his hands. He was too helpless to even put up a decent fight as Ted wrapped Bud’s feet in more rope. “Mmmpphhhaaammm!” Bud kicked at Ted with his bound feet but Ted just ignored him. Apparently confident that his hostage was secured, Ted clicked on his cell phone. “Hey, it’s Ted...” “Mmmmm! MmmmppphhH!”, Bud grunted through his gag, hoping to get the attention of whomever was on the other end. It worked. “Yeah, Ted continued. “That’s it It’s almost ready to ship. Just need to wrap it a bit more. I’ll deliver the package tonight” Ted hung up the phone. What the hell was going on? Ted leaned over his captive and smiled. “ I want to thank you. When I moved here I wasn't’ sure I would find anyone to deliver. You see there are people who would pay a lot for a stud they can do anything they want with. And here you came along. No one likes you and no will miss you when you disappear. ““Mmmmmnnnoooo!” Bud grunted angrily was he was hog tied. He struggled and twisted but it was no use. “Better get used to it. “Ted said as he finished tying Bud up. “You’re going to have ot stay tied and gagged for at least a day or two. Don't’ worry. Once you arrive, you’ll be more compliant. They always are.” The End Bud played by Dean Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 09/29/2011 -
Antonio in Blue Jeans
22 photos
Model: Antonio
Photography by CaitiffDate of Production: 03/02/2006
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With His Pants Down by Caitiff
30 photos; 6:02 video
It had been a hard day at work for Willie. He had been driving his semi for days on end with no break until tonight. It felt wonderful to finally be in his own bed for a change after being gone for so long. Willie was already feeling himself drifting closer and closer to sleepy oblivion. Creak.. THUD! What was that? The noise pried Willie back to wakefulness. It was probably the neighbours cat, thought Willie. Sometimes the door didn’t close right and the cat walked right in as if it owned the place. With a growl, Willie got out of bed and walked into the kitchen where sure enough, the front door was wide open. If that damn cat has broken something of mine, I will wring it’s... Willie stopped short his thought as he stared at two masked men! The men didn't’ say a word but instead motioned for Willie to go into the living room. They produced rope and soon Willie found his hands tied up behind his back. Willie was XXXX to his knees as his captors talked behind his back.
“ I thought you said this guy would be gone”, one burglar said to his partner. “I came back”, Willie said and got gagged with a cloth tied tightly in his mouth for his trouble. “Mmmpphh!”, WIllie moaned in protest. “Sit on your ass!”, A burglar barked at Willie. Willie complied, getting from his knees to his butt. As soon a s he did he was shoved down to the floor. The burglars got out more rope and tied up Willie’s feet. Bound and gagged, Willie could do little as the men ransacked his apartment for anything valuable. Fortunately since Willie was so often away from home on the road, he rarely kept anything expensive in the house. Still, it wasn’t pleasant to be tied up while strangers searched through your private stuff. “Mmmm! Mmpphh Mmmmaa!”, Willie complained through his gag when some of his stuff got broken by the burglars clumsiness and haste. “Shut up or else we may make up for our time by taking it out of that ass of yours!” Willie didn’t listen though and began to struggle. Worrying that their hostage was not helpless enough, Since there was still rope left over form tying Willie’s ankles, the burglars took that and hog tied thier captive. Willie continued to struggle. However he was not even less able to move around. Now Willie could struggle and mumble incoherently through his cleave gag all he wanted but he wasn't’ going to get very far.“Aww, doesn't’ he look feisty!”, One of the Burglars said as he stared down at his writhing and half naked hostage. “Don't’ get any ideas. You never did feed the last one we took!”, His partner said. “Lets get out of here. This guy ain't’ got shit!” So Willie was left alone and unharmed but still tied up on his dusty floor. He struggled and writhed and twisted but he couldn't’ get loose from the ropes. He moaned and grunted and made as much noise as the gag allowed but his neighbours didn't’ hear him. The gag was tied so tight, Willie couldn't’ even slip the gag out of his mouth. After an hour of unsuccessfully trying to get free, Willie realised that he was tied up good and tight with no where to go. What a crappy way to spend his only week end off in forever: bound and gagged in his underwear on the hard cold floor. “Suddenly the phone rang. It was too far for Willie to have any chance of getting it. A few minutes of ringing and then the machine picked up. “Hey Willie, this is Jed.”, Willie heard his boss’ voice on the other end of the phone.” Sorry buddy but I need you back to work tomorrow. Big order and all my other drivers are tied up. Give me a call.” Jed didn’t know what tied up was, thought Willie as be continued ot fruitlessly work at the ropes binding his wrists. At the rate he was going, Willie estimated he may have a chance of getting free just in time to go back to work. The End
Willie played by JMZ Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 03/13/2010 -
Referee's Revenge
28 photos; 3:19 video
The Football Player played by Marko
The Referee played by Sammy
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/15/2017 -
Cop and Robber
25 photos; 6:22 video
The Cop played by Ron Jeffries
The Robber played by Adam
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 07/03/2017
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Rivals
32 photos; 5:44 video
Bound Player played by Ron Jeffries
The Rival played by Tommy Gunn
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 06/09/2017 -
Day At The Office By Caitiff
25 photos
"All right, Martinez. This is your big break. Don't screw it up!" Mr. Burns scowled as he put on his coat to go outside. "You can count on me, sir!" Ramone Martinez said as helped his boss out the door. This was great! After working at this stupid paralegal job for months and taking his Mr. Burns' constant abuse, Ramone was finally being left alone at the office. All he had to do was make sure that all the records got filed away and the money from clients got taken tot the bank on time. Mr. Burns had promised if Ramone proved he could do these "simple" things while Mr. Burns was out of town, Ramone would finally get a raise. The first day was fairly easy. Ramone spent of his time organizing the files and he got the checks from clients deposited before the bank closed. Soon it was 7 o'clock. Time to go home and go to bed. There were still a great many files left to put away Unfortunately the masked men had other plans.
"What the.." Ramone stuttered as he grabbed. The men ordered him to go down on his knees. One held him while the other began ransacking the office files.
"I can't find it in this pig sty!" He said to his partner.
The man covering Ramone jerked Ramone's tie roughly, " Where's the Berman file?"
"I don't know. I think my boss took it with him!"
'Should we?!" The second man asked the first.
"Nah. Here, keep him out of the way with this. He might 'remember' something, if he knows what's good for him!" The first man tossed his partner a roll of gray duct tape.
Ramone's hands were taped tightly behind his back. Then more tape was wound around his feet and arms. It was all Ramone could do to keep his balance.
"Sure you don't want to tell us where the file is?" The second gunman asked, waving his gun menacingly.
"Even if I did know, which I don't, I wouldn't tell you. You'll never get away with Mmmphh!!" Ramone's bravado was cut short by the gunman's hand clamped over his mouth.
"Yeah, right. You got a big mouth. Lucky for you we don't want to give the police extra incentive by killing you. If we can help it." The man then stuck a strip of duct tape over Ramone's mouth and smoothed it over his face until it formed an effective gag. "There, now you can tell us how 'we're not going to get away with this' all you want and you won't bother anyone! Hahaha!" The man pushed Ramone so he lost his balance. With a painful thump, Ramone landed on his ass on the floor.
The two men then continued searching the office, going from the file cabinet tot he stacks of files that lay on the desk. Mr. Burns, being old fashioned, never kept any of his cases on the computer. But it would only be a matter of time before they found the Berman file, sabotaging the case Mr. Burns was making. Losing the Berman case would not only mean some very nasty people would get away with being slum lords, but it would ruin the business. And even worse, Ramone would lose his job!
Vainly Ramone struggled to get loose. But the tape he was tied up with was impossible to get out of. There were no knots to undo and no slack to work with. Ramone was was reduced to wiggling and grunting on the floor.
Of course, even if Ramone managed to get free, he couldn't do much against a gun. But he may be able to make a break for it.
Not that it mattered what he might do if the tape continued to hold him!
"I found it!", Ramone heard and his heart dropped. He could only look up and glare as one of the gunmen walked up to him
"We'll be leaving you now. Thanks for all your help!"
"Mmmm-mmphha mmmppphhrr!" Ramone grunted furiously through the tape gag but the men were gone.
The night went slowly as Ramone rolled around on the floor. He had given up getting free long ago but he couldn't even XXXX. HE couldn't find a comfortable position to lay while he was tied up like he was.
Morning came and Ramone despaired of ever getting free. Mr. Burns wouldn't be back for another day. Ramone shuddered to think of being bound and gagged for two entire days!
Suddenly in walked Mr. Burns! "What the hell?" he exclaimed seeing the mess. He then looked down on the ground and noticed his paralegal, bound and gagged on the floor.
"Mmmm?!" Ramone moaned pathetically.
None too gently, Mr. Burns peeled off the tape that had cemented to Ramone's face.
'Yeee-aaaahhhh...Robbers! They stole the Berman file! Left me tied up!"
No they didn't," Mr. Burns said. "You mixed the Berman file with the Garman file. That's why I came back. To get the correct file. I never understand how you keep mixing up B and G."
"You mean.."
"Yes. "Mr. Burns explained as he replaced the tape over Ramone's mouth, "Your incompetence has actually saved us. So I won't fire you. Of course, I will have to take the damages out of your pay. And I think I'll just leave you here where a while longer so you don't cause any more trouble."
"MMMMM!" was all Ramone could say.
The End
Ramone played by Anthony
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 05/23/2002 -
Ego by Ivor Ciccone
30 photos
I love it when my cousin Ben comes to visit, we wrestle, play fight and tie each other up, have done for years. He's a lot bigger than me though, so he usually gets the upper hand. Well not on this particular day.
Ben had been at work all day and decided to pay me a visit on his way home -
BIG MISTAKE!
We drank a couple of beers and talked for an hour or so, but soon Ben, reclining in the sofa, was floating off to dreamland. I siezed the golden opportunity and grabbed my ropes. It had been ages since I got the bastard tied up because when we wrestled he always won and tied me up.
Conveniently, he had fallen asleep with his arms up, supporting his head with his hands. Gently I tied them tightly together at the wrists, then wound the rope around the back of the chair he lay on. The ropes were very secure, very tight, I stepped back to admire my handiwork and called to the sleepy guy.
"Ben, wakey wakey, it's time to get up!"
He woke from his XXXX and in a couple of seconds was asking...
"What the fuck?"
"I never get the chance to try out my ropework on you these days, bro", I said, "you're too strong for me to beat in wrestling. So what do you think? I've improved, right?"
"For fucks' sake, Kenny", he said, "can't a guy get any peace? No, I don't think you've improved any, these ropes are shit, I'll be loose in no time".
"Oh yea? Let's see it then," I said, "but first lets give you a bit more of a challenge."
I pulled his hands down from behind his head and fastened them in front of him by winding rope from his bound wrists around the back of the chair. Then I pulled the rope back around and cris-crossed it across his crotch and then around his legs, finally winding it back around the chair and tying a big knot in it . Then I secured another piece of rope from his wrists to the rope around the tops of his legs, then more around his legs and ankles, tightly binding him to the chair.
"You call this ropework?" Ben growled, "you're no match for me, boy!" He tensed his muscles and strained against my ropes. I knew his words were just bravado, he'd never allow himself to give a compliment, he always had to be the best.
"I aint setting you free, cous, you're gonna have to try to escape all by yourself", I teased.
He tried to wriggle his wrists out of the rope binding them, but got nowhere. He tried to pull his legs free from thier binds, but again got no slack.
"I'll be free in no time, you little shit, and you better be prepared for an ass whipping", he said, starting to lose his cool.
"I don't think I wanna listen to your threats anymore, big guy", I said and got out a big red ballgag.
"No way, fuck you, Ken, I'NNNGGGMMMMMMMMMPPPPPFFFFF", Ben started to hurl abuse, but I silenced him just in time.
"What's that you said? Haha! Got you bound & gagged good, don't I cous," I smiled.
"So get free if the ropes are so shit... Go on!!"
I was loving this.
Ben was now completely on ice.
"I'm obviously better than you at the ropework now dude, you're taking forever to get free!!"
"GGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNGGGGGG," he tried to say.
"I may amuse myself by tickling those big feet of yours, cous, if you don't get loose soon!", I said, knowing that threat would get him struggling even more vigorously!
I have to say my dick grew pretty big at the sight of my cute, beefy cousin captive, gagged and struggling.
"Well when you are ready to agree that I am the champion with the ropes, King of ropework, and you can't escape my excellence, when you agree that you are too weak for my knots, just nod your head. You'll be agreeing that you're a wuss who can't escape lil Kennys' ropes, but thats what you've gotta do to be set free, nod your head in agreement that Kenny is King and you are a total loser who surrenders!"
"MMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFF", Ben grunted into the ballgag.
I knew he'd die before agreeing to that so I guessed I'd get to keep him bound & gagged like that for quite awhile. I squatted down to his level and poked my tongue out at him.
"I'm gonna have another beer, I think, dude......you want one?"
"GGGGRRRRRRRMMMMMPPPPPPPFFFF!"
"Just nod that Kenny is your superior and you got it!"
"GGGGGGRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPFFFFFFF!" This was killing him. How big can one guys ego be, I thought as I went to the fridge.
I cracked open the beer and took a seat in front of Ben. He looked at me and shook his head in defiance, then drifted off to XXXX! Evidently, he'd rather XXXX bound & gagged than admit defeat.
Fuckin' ego maniac!
Fin
Ben played by Himself
Photography by Pavlos
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Snatched by Fidelis
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"Move it, move it! Keep on going!"
"GGGMMMPHHHH!" Dave felt as if he was living a nightmare. He had been in the library all night, grading papers, and he knew that he had to get some fresh air, or he would fall asleep. He couldn’t believe the work load that Professor Jamieson had dumped on him. The good professor was a star, or at least he liked to think that he was, and was always on the road – giving lectures and attending conferences. As a result, Dave ended up teaching the majority of his classes and grading most of his papers, for a pittance. He barely had time to work on his dissertation, which he had the feeling was going to make HIM a star. He had uncovered some previously unknown correspondence between two major 19th political figures, which was really going to rock some boats. He vowed to himself that once he had finished this lot of grading, he was going to take a couple of days to do some more research. Jamieson could go screw himself!
Dave took a couple of deep breaths of the fresh air. Ah, that was much better. He decided to stretch his legs a bit since he was outside. He would take a quick walk, and then go back to his drudgery. There were still a few people around, so he didn’t pay much attention to the sound of footsteps behind him. As he passed into a pool of darkness between of the lights lining the pathway, he heard the footsteps begin to speed up. He felt a frisson of apprehension and began to turn around, sensing the presence of someone too close to him. As he turned a hand went over his mouth, and an arm went around his chest. As he began to struggle he heard a gruff voice saying " Come on, grab him and pull him into the bushes." Someone else grabbed his legs, and he was dragged off the path and into the bushes. His face was pressed down into the dirt as his arms were jerked behind him, and his hands bound behind his bag. Dave tried to scream for help. He received a slap to the back of his head and a mouthful of dirt for his efforts. Then his head was pulled up. Before he cry out, something sticky was pressed against his lips, muffling his yells. A musty smelling sack was pulled over his head and shoulders, and then he was dragged to his feet. Strong hands grabbed his elbows and he was propelled forward. He tried to go limp in an effort to slow down his attackers, but then didn’t faze them. They just dragged him along, his feet scuffing on the grass until he felt the grass turn into in something harder.
"Toss him in he back seat, quick, before anyone see us. Get in with him, and keep him out of sight." Dave was picked up and thrown into a car, were he was XXXX onto the floor in between the front and back seats. A foot was pressed onto the back of his neck. "Don’t try to move kid, and you won’t get hurt."
After a short drive, the car stopped. Dave was pulled out of the car and dragged up a flight of steps. He felt like he was suffocating, the musty canvas sack over his head letting in little air. He was shoved down onto his knees, and sack was removed. He blinked in the sudden light, snorting and choking as he was able to breathe freely. Two scruffy looking men stood in front of him.
"You wait here, junior. A friend of yours is coming to visit you. I suppose we had better fix you up so you don’t try to run away before he gets here. He’d be real pissed if you weren’t here – he paid us good money to fetch you for him."
Dave was shoved against a wall as the two men tied his ankles and knees. He attempted to kick out at them, grunting through his tape up mouth, but he was no match for the burly pair. Within a minute he was trussed up.
"Come on Charlie, lets have a beer while we wait. The kid isn’t going anywhere."
Both men laughed, and one of them shoved Dave with his foot, knocking the grad student over onto his side. Dave lay on the floor, stunned. Who were these guys, and what did they want? He didn’t have any money, nor did his family. Why had he been XXXX like this? And who was the mysterious ‘friend’ who had paid these men? He whimpered in fear. He knew he had to get out of here, but how? He could hear his abductors in the next room, laughing, talking about what they were going to do with all of the money that they had been paid for grabbing Dave. It sounded like they were getting deep into the beer very quickly. They weren’t paying any attention to Dave at all. He rolled over onto his stomach and began inching his way towards the door through which he had been brought. It hadn’t been closed properly, and he could tell that it opened onto the street. He could feel the fresh, rather chilly air flowing through the door. As he made his way along the floor, he rubbed his taped mouth against the carpet. If he could get rid of the gag, and make it outside, he would be able to yell. He knew that he didn’t have much chance of getting free of the ropes – they were far too tight and too professionally knotted for him to loosen them. He was getting closer and closer to the door, building up a sweat as he went, pausing every now and then to try to catch the edge of the tape and pull it loose.
"Hey, kid, where the hell do you think you’re going? "
"GGGGMMMPHHHNOOOO! MMWHYMMDOINGMMTHIS?"
Dave wailed in frustration as one of his captors grabbed him by the feet and pulled him back into the room. Ugh, the bottom of his chin was going to be raw from carpet burn. But that soon turned out to be the least of his worries.
"So you think you’re a smart guy, do you? Trying to get away from us, and screwing up our business. You’re going to regret this, asshole. Here we were being nice to you, leaving you in a comfortable position. Too bad you weren’t satisfied with it. Charlie, get me some more rope.
"MMMUGGGH. MMOUCH! MMMNOOO!"
Oh Christ, Dave thought, he HAD been a lot more comfortable before. The pain in his muscles was look fire, the strain on them was so intense, now that his hands were tied to his feet. This position was incredibly painful. Every time he tried to move, pain shot through his body. His hands were becoming numb from the increased pressure. His fingers felt like fat sausages. Then he heard noises at the front of the house – a different and familiar voice was added to those of his two captors. He heard footsteps crossing the floor, and then a pair of highly polished and expensive shoes stood in front of him. He could see perfectly creased, beautifully tailored trousers above the shoes. He tried to lift his head up to look further, but he didn’t need to see more to identify the man standing above him. One of the beautifully shod feet went beneath his chest, and nudged him over on to his side.
"MMMPROFSOR!!!MMMHEEELPMMEEE!"
"Dave, Dave, Dave" purred Professor Jamieson. "You have been a bad boy, haven’t you? Holding out on me the way that you have. Were you going to wait until I had published my book on Tipton and Sharp, and then release your paper? You would have enjoyed making a fool out of me, wouldn’t you? Well, it’s NOT going to happen, young man."
Dave shuddered as he listened to Jamieson’s voice harden, becoming suddenly vicious. Jamieson’s face was almost unrecognizable as it turned red, spittle hanging from his lips as he harangued Dave. The fastidious and elegant Professor Jamieson seemed to have been transformed into a different person. Dave thought of Jekyll and Hyde, and he shuddered.
"NOBODY makes a fool out of me, least of all a graduate student. You’re going to rue the day that you were born, my boy. It’s lucky for me that you are so careless and forgot to lock your carrel last week. Thank God I found your work in time, before my book went to the presses. I can incorporate your research into the book, and with my name on it, it will be a hit! The Dean will be most impressed. It will be another triumph for me! You’re going to stay here for a week, or two. My friends wiltake excellent care of you. I believe they have a lovely dark, dank cellar which is perfect for entertaining guests. Adios, my friend. And thanks for your work."
As the two thugs dragged Dave away, he took some comfort in the fact that he had begun to entertain suspicions that the correspondence was a forgery. If that turned out to be the case, he was going to have the last laugh.
THE END
Dave played by Brett
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 01/14/2004 -
The Two Timing Magician by Ivor Ciccone
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The Two Timing Magician By Ivor Ciccone My mate Dave fancies himself as some kind of magician, whenever he goes to a party or even just for drinks after work he performs a lame new card trick or sad coin vanising act. After we became buddies Dave inevitably got an introduction to my sister and it wasn't long before they began dating, so I naturally felt kind of guilty and responsible when he started XXXX around behind her back. I told her to stay away from the sleaze and advised him to back the fuck off from my sis, but Dave didn't listen and kept calling the house and bugging her to forgive him. One Sunday the slut guy had the front to call me and ask me over to his place for pizza and a video, apparently he had mastered a new magic trick that he wanted to show me and of course, I was well aware that he thought of worming his way back into my good books as a ticket to get him access to my sister. I kept my cool, a plan was forming. "Yea, sure, that'd be fun dude, I aint got nothing else planned for today", My acting was flawless. "Ok, cool, see ya in an hour bro, bye". Dave was probably smiling smugly to himself, thinking he'd reeled me back in. Little did Davey boy realise what he had gotten himself into, unknown to him was the fact that I am kind of a bondage enthusiast and today I was finally gonna get to tie him up and rid my sister of him and it was gonna be so easy! When I got to Daves' I wasted no time before I got my plan into action. "Have you ever considered working some escape artist tricks into your act dude?", I asked very nonchalantly. "What, like Houdini? I'd love to, hes a major hero of mine!", the young magician couldn't resist, just as I'd hoped! "Perfect", I thought. "So, you want me to tie you up so you can practice your escape technique and try to get free?" Inside I was smiling. "Sure bro, that'd be boss! And I have lots of rope," he says, I guessed as much. Now I'm getting hard! "Okay, take off your clothes", I said. "Whaa?" he exclaimed, brow all twisted in confusion! "I thought you said you were a fan of Houdini, don't you know that to prove he wasn't hiding any knives or keys in his clothes to help him get free Houdini did all his escapes naked? Like, duh! " "Oh sure, of course", the gullible stud said and stripped! I wasted no time in binding his wrists tightly behind him. "Ok, that's nice and tight, wow this would make a great pic, dude. Say cheese!" And I took my camera out of my pocket and took the first in a series of photos I knew were guaranteed to scare Dave into staying away! "NO WAY MAN, FUCK YOU!" "Now you're gonna listen to me, you little prick." "MMMMppppppppfffffff" was all the dude managed to say in his defense because I really didn't want to hear his voice so I grabbed a nearby roll of black duct and taped his mouth shut tight. In shock at the position he had gotten himself into, Dave's ass dropped to the bed. "Great, another perfect composition", I said and took another pic. "Now I told you very clearly that I wanted you to get the fuck out of my sisters life, didn't I Dave? Nod your head." He nodded. I got the rest of the rope and moved towards his feet to tie them together at the ankles. Anticipating my move and as a way of protecting his privacy Dave bent his legs away from me. "Don't even think of working against me dude, I have the upper hand here, ok?" And I pulled his legs straight and bound them at the ankle. I was so enjoying this! I got a full frontal picture of the nude dude and his little prick while he was on his back before he managed to shift around onto his front laying on the bed. "You don't have a sister, do you Dave? Maybe this lesson will teach you to have some respect for women, especially my sister!" As if trying to apologise the dude worked his way into sitting on the bed and looking into my eyes, like a puppy dog, he pleaded into the gag for me to set him free. "MMMMPPFF FFFOOOWWWYYY, PPPLLLLEEEEMMMFFF LLEMM ME MPFO!" SNAP! SNAP! These pics were turning out really well! Dave realised that pleading was not gonna work and so he tried struggling, which I knew was a pointless exercise - I had tied the ropes for Christs sake - but he looked so good twisting & squirming in the ropes that I just let him carry on. My dick was throbbing man and I was getting some awesome pictures. "Ok, so dude you know that if you call my sister again I'm gonna distribute these pics all round town and no girl will want to know you, right?" Dave started moaning & twisting more. "Let's just give Houdini one final challenge shall we?" I roped the dudes feet to his wrists in a hogtie, tight! "MMMMMPPPPPPFFFFF" he protested into the tape as I snapped away, standing over him, moving all around him, getting some horny pics. He looked soooo good I didn't wanna leave him, but I knew I had the roll of film to always remind me of this perfect day! "Don't work too hard now Mr. Magic will you? And, don't worry, I'll be sure to keep these pretty pictures all to myself as long as you leave my sister alone. See ya!" "MMMMMPPPPPPFFFFFFF!" was the last I ever heared from Dave. fin Dave played by Rod Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/25/2003 -
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The Security Guard played by Dante
The Substitute played by Remy
Photography by Caitiff Date of Production: 07/24/2017
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Spanked Guy played by Mac
Spanker played by Rex
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Model: Rick
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The Referee played by Sammy
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The Cop played by Ron Jeffries
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Bound Player played by Ron Jeffries
The Rival played by Tommy Gunn
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The Security Guard played by Dante
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25 photos; 5:55 video
Model: Remy
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