Three years ago, Marshall was a young man in deep financial trouble, living in an America of the not-too-distant future, a time when students and other young men who owe a debt they cannot pay are "rented out" to rich men for their sadistic pleasure. Since he was repeatedly tortured and sexually humiliated to pay off his debts, Marshall, now 24, has gotten his life together, staying fit and holding down a job. But when we spot him, jogging downtown, looking good, we want him. We make a few phone calls and suddenly an old debt is discovered and Marshall must find $10,000 immediately or pay the old-fashioned way - with pain, lots of pain. His payment plan starts today - with a long, hard whipping. Next week: Collapsed and revived.
Mark, still trapped in the pillory, looks down at his cock and balls with disbelief. Jared, the muscular young man who has been torturing him, has tied a rope around his balls and stretched them out, using a steel weight as ballast, him to arch his back painfully. What Mark doesn't know is the man paying for his torture has given Jared free reign, telling him to "freestyle," knowing the born sadist will hurt this kid beyond his wildest dreams. Jared doesn't disappoint. He pulls the weight out even further, stretching Mark's balls and arching his back even more painfully, making his uncut dick shrivel with pain. Then Jared bullwhips the stretched, agonized boy on his abs and chest, before turning him around and doing the same to his back and ass. Perfection. Next week: Single-tail at its finest.
Young Marshall is collapsed on the floor of the concrete punishment chamber, his back and ass showing the evidence of a terrible beating. He is allowed a couple hours of rest before being dragged to the cross, blurry and exhausted, unaware of what is happening, even as his raw back and ass are dropped on the wood and his wrists and ankles are strapped to it. Moments later, still dazed, Marshall feels himself being lifted and he recalls the power of the cross, its ability to inflict unrelenting strain on every muscle in his body. But this crucifixion will be even worse than the one he suffered three years ago: His feet are positioned in such a away that he cannot straighten his legs and lock his knees. The result will be hours of pure hell - and that's before his cock and balls are covered with biting pins. Next week: Hours later.
Yesterday, Michael DelRay pumped out a huge load of cum and was left chained to a concrete pillar overnight. Today, he is bent over a padded , wearing nothing but his designer jock. The whips and dildos that will be used on him sit just feet away, constant reminders of why he is bent over and bound. "You fuckin faggot," Michael mutters when Jared enters, wondering out loud whether he should whip or fuck his slave. The answer, of course, is both. Jared smacks Michael's ass with the leather spanker, then rips off his jock and violently fucks his pretty, pink asshole with a nasty dildo, making the boy scream . Then he repeats the whole process, this time with a much nastier split-head spanker and an ever more brutal fucking. Next week: Plugged and flogged ass.
Marshall is reliving his worse nightmare - crucifixion. But what he is suffering now is even worse than his time on the cross three years ago. After five hours on the wood, he is drenched in sweat, every muscle in his body screaming for relief. No matter how he shifts and squirms on the cross, he can't relieve the unending strain; he can merely shift its intensity from his torso to his legs. Plus, if that weren't bad enough, his cock and balls are covered with nasty clothespins, a biting, throbbing pain that somehow cuts through the constant ache of crucifixion. After a couple more hours he drifts into a state of shock. Next week: Cock shock.
Michael stands in a new room, chained to the floor, his wrists locked in leather cuffs roped to the ceiling. He is completely naked and alone. He looks behind himself for a moment and sees an entire wall covered with whips, chains, leather gags and other instruments of torture and bondage. "Holy shit," he mumbles to himself. Then he hears a voice. "Hello Michael!" It's Jared, the man who has been torturing him. "You're not done with your punishment, yet," Jared says with a smirk, pushing a button on an electric winch that raises Michael's cuffed wrists high above his head. Over the next 30 minutes Michael's back and ass are sliced with not one but two vicious bull whips by Jared's expert hand. His fresh wounds are sprayed with - which feels like liquid fire - then he's whipped again. This cocky porn star has never suffered like this before. And boy is it beautiful.
Doug is a strapping lad, big and thick, a man's man. Jared has seen him at the gym. Normally he likes beautiful muscle twinks or classic gym boys, but there is something about Doug that catches his eyes, that thick, hulking body, but mostly his fat, succulent cock. Doug has no idea where he is or how he got here. All he knows is he's hooded, in total darkness, and tightly bound to a wooden X-cross. He's wearing nothing but the underwear and T-shirt he had just changed into at the gym before he blacked out. This is not good, he thinks to himself. He is very, very correct.
Luca's incredible beauty, until now, has been a great advantage, his ticket to success. He walks the runways of Milan. He spends Christmas in the Swiss Alps. He visits the finest hotels in the world, on the arms of rich men or women who love his chiseled body, gleaming teeth and easy charm. Sure, occasionally he allows his body to be the plaything of these rich clients, consenting to having his dick sucked and his ass and abs stroked. Everything was perfect. But now his beauty is the cause of nothing but misery and pain. Some men have captured him and his young, beautiful body is stretched on the rack and whipped with the single-tail. His screams and moans do nothing but encourage them to hurt him even more. Next week: Back and juicy ass meet the single-tail.
No one is more cruel with the flogger than Jared - especially when he likes the body and cock of the boy he is torturing, and Jared really like's Doug's stocky body and stockier cock. Jared just lays into Doug's chest and abs, turning them bright red and sending Doug into spasms of pain. "We are just getting started; it's gonna get much worse" Jared says. Then Jared flips Doug around and whips the boy's back and ass even harder. Next week: Electric chair.
Ian's training as a sex slave continues. He is strapped to a weight bench, nearly naked, his cock and balls pulled out of tiny bikini briefs. He will rarely, if ever, wear more than this for the rest of his life. "Push it!" Jared screams, whipping Ian's abs and pecs. The boy's beautiful torso, from cock to neck, is bright red from the whip. He tries desperately to finish the set of 10 reps, but he just can't do it, so Jared whips him, unrelentingly. Then his trainer switches course, removing his shorts and shoving his dick in the boy's face, then down his throat. "Lick the tip! Now suck it!" Jared screams, whipping the kid for the slightest error. "No teeth!" he screams. This is now Ian's life: making his young body perfect, offering it to his master willingly and sucking cock on command.
After a long, hard flogging, Jared decides to take on a more 'hands off' approach with increasingly painful jolts of electricity through Doug's entire body. Time to fry this thick piece of man-meat from the inside out! What could be better? Oh, wait, something is better; Jared gets Doug nice and hard after the first few sets of shocks, then continues to fry every ounce of energy from Doug's body. Next week: Wax.
Young Ian is flipped over onto his stomach, his arms wrapped around the horizontal X-cross and cuffed at the wrists, his legs spread and velcroed at the knees. Jared is warming up his new slave for another round of ass-fucking, first whipping the soles of his feet, then beating his ass until it is bright red. "Your days with women are over," Jared tells the prostrate, whimpering youth. "All that's left for you is sucking dick and getting fucked," Jared adds, before shoving the tapered, rigid dildo up the kid's well-greased ass and rhythmically fucking him for a good 45 minutes. A sex slave is born.
Supreme sadist Jared continues to burn Doug, lobbing streams of searing hot wax on his torso and legs, then his cock and balls. Doug buckles and screams as his skin burns, every muscle in his young body flexing, his back arching, his cock flopping around. The wax hardens on his skin, clinging to every little hair. Jared decides the best way to remove the wax is with the flogger. He beats Doug mercilessly, then flips him over onto his stomach. "We're not done yet boy," Jared announces. You guessed it: the whole process is repeated on Doug's beautiful back and ass. Next week: Suck that dick.
Mark's naked, beautiful body is stretched out on the T-cross on the floor, wrists and ankles bound to the wood with leather straps. He is positioned with just enough slack to allow him to writhe on the cross. The man in charge, watching the boy's ordeal via several HD feeds directly to his penthouse, tells Jared "Crucify him!" and, with the push of a button, Jared engages an electric winch that lifts the crucified jock upright. At first, Mark's strong body has no problem hanging from the wood, but soon he realizes the horror of crucifixion. It's like lifting a heaving weight with every limb nonstop, all the while having a hard time breathing as your chest is stretched out of shape. After a few hours, Mark is in total agony, covered in sweat, exhausted, drifting into a state of shock, but there is no relief in sight, just more suffering. Next week: Clamped balls, whipped abs.
Riley is strapped on his back to a narrow, wooden table, stripped to his underwear, his A-shirt soaking wet and stuck to his body. He knew there was something fucking weird about this house when that incredibly good-looking muscle stud answered the door half-naked. But he never imagined in a million years that someone would grab him, tie him up, rip his shirt off and whip his nipples! And things are about to get a lot, lot worse. "You picked the wrong fucking house," the muscle stud sneers. Riley's cock is the next target - in more ways than one.
Our young whipping boy is allowed to sleep stretched out naked on the rack. Jared reappears in tight jeans and boots and wakes up the boy with a splash of cold water. "Good thing you have strong abs," Jared tells the supine ballet dancer. Matie has no idea what the man means, until he feels a sudden shock of electricity travel up his legs. His ankles are chained to the end of the rack and rest on a stretched spring, which is suddenly electrified. He must keep his legs elevated four or five inches - or get shocked! Holding the position for more than a minute or two is incredibly difficult - and painful, even for an extraordinarily fit young man like Matie. He has no choice but to drop his legs when his muscles give out, sending painful shocks up his body. Soon he is glistening with sweat. Jared offers him a deal: Cum and I'll turn off the current. The boy quickly agrees, letting Jared stroke his uncut cock until he pumps out a huge load of cum.
"At least you're enjoying yourself," Jared sneers sarcastically, as he gets Riley's big cock hard - then turns the crank on the rack, making him scream through his tape gag. Just an hour ago, Riley was in his car, working up the courage to knock on a door and ask for help. Now he is naked, stretched on a rack, and some half-naked pervert is stroking his cock! He's actually more angry and confused than terrified. Who the fuck does this guy think he is? How the fuck does he think he can get away with this! Jared couldn't be more pleased.
Jared takes a break from Alex Chandler's official torture regiment to enjoy himself, fucking the boy with a tapered, rigid dildo we call the "punishment dildo." Gay Alex has clearly been fucked before, but Jared still makes him suffer, shoving the spike-like dildo in hard and deep, fucking the Russian boy's asshole raw as he moans in pleasure-pain. But Jared is just getting warmed up. "I bet you liked that, didn't you? Now it's time for a little fun of my own," Jared tells the helpless kid, uncuffing his wrists and making him get up on his knees. "Suck me off, boy!" the stud demands, ripping off the front of his leather jock, sliding between Alex's legs and grabbing his head, pushing his mouth down on his cock. Alex sucks Jared's cock like a pro, then jerks off the man who has been hurting him, hoping against hope that he'll be shown some mercy. Jared busts a huge load all over his abs, then orders Alex to lick off the jizz.
Riley is stretched taut on the rack, his muscles and joints screaming in pain. But Jared, always the sadist, is still not satisfied; he flogs the young man's naked body, making him bellow in pain and disbelief. Jared is still not satisfied. Riley is fit and young; he can take a lot more. Jared puts down his whip and starts to work the boy's cock. Riley looks on in horror, but soon he's rock hard. "Show me some cum," Jared tells his tortured captive. Despite his disgust, Riley closes his eyes and concentrates, letting this pervert jerk him off. "Agggggg" he moans as a huge load of cum pulsates out of his cock. Next week: Ass fucked.
Alex can't believe what is happening to him. His chest and abs - even his cock - have been ripped to shreds by the whip. He has been jerked off like a sexual plaything. Now his back and ass are being brutally flogged - and the man whipping him, Jared, stops only to fondle him sexually, then whips him even harder. "Now it's time for some real fun, Alex," Jared announces, shoving a rigid, tapered dildo deep up the Russian boy's ass and rhythmically fucking him. Alex has been fucked before, but not like this. Jared shoves the unforgiving thing up his asshole over and over, rapidly, then slowly. Finally, he leaves Alex impaled, using the elastic bands of his jock to hold the dildo in place. The flogging continues - even harder. Hours later, Alex hangs limp, utterly exhausted, dripping with sweat and throbbing with pain. And to think, his ordeal has just begun.
