I must say that prior to making this website neither would I. I mean, they could be some sort of weirdo couldn't they! But knowing that we're going to strip them, tie them up and breach them, removes all my inhibitions.
They're going to think I'm a bastard pretty soon anyway so what have I got to fear?

These were my thoughts as I approached Chris here, waiting at a bus-stop - I could tell he wasn't in a rush, and could do with a few extra notes. I could also see that he is drop dead handsome and at no other time would I ever be able to speak to him, let alone see him naked. Seeing him naked of course is the very least of what I have planned for the gullible cunt.

Is it a joke? Are we going to ultimately reveal ourselves as a wind-up TV show? These must've been the thoughts going through Chris's head, as we dropped his trousers and pants, after tying him up. Right up to and INCLUDING groping his cock and balls Chris is determined to believe this is all a joke, and so nervously laughs right along.

This is undoubtedly the greatest revelation of ravishing straight guys. They honestly don't and can't believe that 2 other men would do this to them just for the perv. In fact, I reckon that Chris even enjoys it at first, like it's either being groped in a strange office building OR have a boring bus journey into town.

He even threatens us with telling on our naughty behaviour to our, completely made-up, female colleagues when they return from having a smoke! What an idiot?! Meanwhile, we get him gagged and tied perfectly for systematic defile.

Scientists have shown that a key component of our interpretation of pain is how long we think it will last for. If we have any control over the intensity and duration of pain, how much actual pain we can endure goes up.
By now Chris is sure he has NO CONTROL AT ALL over what will happen to him, and you'll see that he is beside himself with fear, right from the start, fear that I exploit.

I release a lot of tension by flogging the handsome stud, who has to take it all, strung up as he is by his balls. Just when I thought that the straight was about to break down in complete anguish, Jake comes in and makes the bastard masturbate him through his trousers.

Chris makes the mistake of threatening us that he's going to finish us (!) if he is eventually let free. This fuels my ire. From then on I have no mercy. I electocute the fucker's G-spot and then give him the most nasty calf-muscle/cock & ball punishment.

I suppose Chris can be forgiven for crying even before I've done anything. He must be completely bewildered as to what's going on. I mean, why would a complete stranger want to strip him naked, spread his legs, suspend his arms painfully behind his back from a winch, and then thrust a large dildo, on the end of a broom, up his succulent rear end?

Looking at this handsome straight wanker it's pretty obvious to me. Any red blooded male would get off on violating this straight dude's pristine anal passage, so we're just doing what comes naturally!

Then follows a sustained bout of arse warming fun, courtesy of our good friend the leather flogger. You know that other than himself only Chris's wife (I found out that he's married!) and his doctor would ever get to touch his cock, yet in this position how can he refuse when Jake indulges himself, by shamelessly groping and tugging on the gorgeous length of hetero meat dangling between Chris's legs. Chris after all has rather more to worry about.