The Mooch by Caitiff

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Tony had just gotten home from a long day of class and work and boy was he needing a beer. After three exams and then having to put up with all the assholes at the campus bookstore where he worked, Tony had to relax.

"Ahhh damn! it!" Tony cursed under his breath as he looked in the fringe and realized he had XXXX the last of his Budweiser last night. But there was one bottle left of his roommate Justin's Corona! Justin was really weird about his beer, all he drank was Corona. he had even built a chair out of empty boxes. And he never let anyone drink his beer. But Justin was at a party and by the time he came home and would notice the beer gone, it would be too late. Snatching the bottle, Tony flipped the cap off and gulped down almost half it at once. Damn he needed a beer and what Justin didn't know wouldn't hurt him or Tony.

"What the hell do you think you're doing with my beer!?" Justin yelled at his roommate. He had come home earlier then Tony had expected.

Oh shit, was all Tony could think of as a reply.

 


 


"Look, I know you're mad but really, it's just one beer. I'll buy you anth..Mmmmmppphh" Justin's hand clamped down on Tony's mouth, cutting him off.

Justin was not taking the loss of his last beer very well, Tony thought. Cowed by the psycho look on his room mate's face and the fact that Justin was bigger then him, Tony didn't struggle as much as he was pinned against the kitchen counter and roughly bound by clothesline that Justin always seemed to have on hand for some reason. Why Justin would have clothesline when he never hung up any wash was the least of Tony's worries, however. He was no bound and helpless. And to make matter worse, apparently Justin not only had plenty of rope to keep him tied, he had some kind of leather plug gag as well. As Justin XXXX him to his knees, Tony's pleas for reason were reduced whiny moans and a truly pathetic look in his eyes.

"God, I can't believe you could be so fucking rude. All I wanted when I came home was a beer and you had to grab my last one! You are always mooching my stuff!" Justin ranted as he dug around in the other cabinets for more rope. Justin went to look in the other room and Tony made an attempt to break free but his arms and hands had been cruelly bound behind him. meanwhile the plug gag made it useless to try to yell for help.

When Justin came back to the kitchen where Tony was bound, he had more rope in his hand. Seeing how his roommate had tried freeing himself, he contemptously pushed Tony over so he lost his balance. As Tony lay sprawled on the floor. Justin tore off Tony's socks and bound his feet.

"Ok, since you seem to like annoying me so much, how about I return the favor?!" and with that Justin grabbed Tony's feet and soon began brushing his fingers across Tony's sensitive soles.

Tony was incredibly ticklish, which Justin knew full well. Tony's frantic head shaking and moaning had no effect as Justin laid into his roommate, going up and down his bare and immobilized feet. Bound and helpless, Tony's frantic jerks to get away did him little good. Loud grunting and laughs escaped through the gag. Unable to bear it but equally unable to do anything about it, Tony bit down hard on the leather plug that filled his mouth. After what seemed like an eternity, Justin finally stopped with the tickle torture. By that time,, Tony was reduced to panting as much as the gag allowed on the floor.

God, that was awful, thought Tony. But maybe Justin was finally ready to let him ago. Tony certainly felt like he had been punished enough.

Unfortunately, instead of releasing his captive, Justin went to work making sure Tony was even more immobilized then he had been before. Rope was wound around Tony's still aching soles and then tied to the rope around his arms, effectively hog tying him. If he had been helpless before, he was even more so now. The only movement he could manage was a weak rolling from side to side as he looked up at Justin with the most pathetic look he could muster.

Justin seemed unsympathetic by Tony's suffering. In fact, he just sat on the counter and took small sips from his beer as he watched his room mate roll back and forth in his bondage.

"Mmmmm? Mmmmmpppphhh mmmmaaa mmm?! Mmmmmmm!" Tony's muffled cries grew more insistent. But they were also ignored by Justin, who just sat and stared at Tony with a weird smirk on his face that was beginning to worry Tony to no end. That and the realization that popped into Tony's mind, what was Justin doing with all this rope and a leather gag conveniently on hand?

After maybe an hour or so, Tony couldn't tell how long he had been tied up, Justin finally got off the counter and set the half full Corona bottle on the floor where Tony could see it.

"Ok, just in case it hasn't sunk in yet. This is my beer. You can't touch my beer!" Justin said mockingly as he stood over his prostrate captive. Justin then picked up his beer and gulped the remainder down in on swallow. he then set the empty bottle back on the ground in front of Tony. "Once again, my beer. Not your beer. My beer."


Gagged, Tony didn't even try to apologize. Would Justin even understand his mumbling? Besides, surely the dismal expression of his face made it clear that Tony had been punished enough?!

Apparently Justin didn't think so as he walked away to his bed room. "I'll let you think that over. My beer, not your beer!" was Justin's final statement before Tony heard the bed room door close.

So it turned out to be not a good night for Tony, who had not only had a shitty day but was now lying bound and gagged on a kitchen floor that hadn't been mopped in weeks. Who knew if his freaky bondage loving room mate would even want to untie him in the morning. And to top it all off, the slight buzz from what little beer Tony had gotten to drink was wearing off.

The End

Tony played by Jason

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 05/02/2002

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