Smooth, lean Marshall is stripped naked and stretched taut between two pulleys as muscle-stud Jared mercilessly whips his back and ass until he finally collapses to the floor. For a brief moment, Marshall thinks his beating is over, but he couldn't be more wrong. Jared simply unhooks his captive's wrists from the pulleys on the wall and fastens them instead to pulleys in the ceiling, then lifts Marshall up onto his toes and resumes flogging his back and ass - with more vigor! But Jared is still not satisfied: He clips nasty, stinging clamps to Marshall's nipples and the tip of his cock - and renews the whipping even harder! Then it's time for the . Next week: To the cross.
Today, Noah, still naked, is spread-eagled on his feet, ankles spread, arms overhead, when his captor, Jared, marches in, this time with a short, nasty-looking whip. He wraps it around Noah's neck and strokes the boy's body. Noah's breathing deepens and quickens. Then it begins - two slicing blows to his upper back. "Why are you doing this? Say something!" Noah begs. Jared responds with the whip, slicing the boy with an even nastier blow. Soon, Noah's muscular back and bulbous ass are covered with a dozen deep, red welts. Then the liquid fire - rubbing - hits his wounds and the boy screams . But Jared is just getting started. Next week: Dick-sucking 'break'.
With his back and ass still screaming in pain from the single-tail whip, Noah is lowered to his knees by his silent captor, who then approaches the helpless teen. Jared is now completely naked and working his cock. He grabs Noah's hair and shoves the boy's mouth on his semi-erect member, then face-fucks the youth, using his hair to make his head back and forth. Finally, Jared yanks his cock free and spews a huge load of cum all over Noah's chest. Then Noah is lifted by the winch to his feet and he sees the whip in Jared's hands again. The boy screams as the whip come crashing into his chest. Next week: Ultimate pain.
Jared really is an insatiable sadist. And the younger, more innocent and more beautiful his victim, the more sadistic his behavior. He continues to lay into Noah with the single-tail whip, leaving the youth's lean torso criss-crossed with horrible wounds. And if that weren't bad enough, in between sessions of whipping, Jared mists the boy's fresh lacerations with pure rubbing , sending him into screaming spasms of agony. Finally, as the kid hangs from his wrists, pulled taut up onto his toes, moaning in pain, Jared does the unthinkable: He attaches electrodes to the boy's wrist and ankle and repeatedly shocks him. Next week: Jared gets just what he deserves.
Jared frees Alexei's right hand, and the boy can't resist working his cock, hoping that maybe these men would rather enjoy him than torture him. Little does he know that torturing boys is what we enjoy. The young Russian is made to hug as massive concrete pillar, his wrists and ankles cuffed so he can't move away from it. He is a stunningly beautiful boy, with flawless, creamy skin and the lean, muscular physique of an elite swimmer. Jared can't resist mauling that perfect body before tearing into it with the flogger. Soon, Alexei's back and ass are bright red. The pain of a fine midst of landing on his wounds is almost too much to bear. When it's all done, Alexei can barely crawl out of the room. Next week: Crucified.
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.
After spending the night chained in the dungeon, covered in cum, Noah is fed, bathed and given his new "uniform" - a slave's loincloth. He now enters a new phase of his slavery - endurance testing. Noah is a well built, athletic boy, very strong for his size - the perfect victim for the cross. Jared goes almost wild watching the teenager's lean stomach suck in hard as he struggles, his armpits deep wells, his chest and lats stretched out of shape. Best of all is the way his cock and balls bounce around under the flimsy loincloth. Noah is quite simply made for the cross. The only thing that would make his crucifixion hotter would be to jerk him off while he hangs there naked - and that's exactly what Jared does. Next week: Extreme endurance.
"Time to ride the dildo, stud!" Jared's master announces, placing a steel pole with a tapered, rigid, massive dildo affixed to it, pointing right at Jared's moist asshole. Jared has been standing, spread-eagled, for hours, his legs spread painfully wide, his arms flared out. If he steps off the boxes, he is stretched so hard he can barely breathe and his shoulders feel like they will explode, but staying spread-eagled is exhausting too. He knows he must penetrate himself with the dildo to get any relief for his arms and legs. And, maybe, his master will stop whipping him so hard. So he fucks himself on the thing. The pain of being fucked in that position is unbearable - and his master continues to pull the boxes apart, so the agony of being stretched actually worsens, as he sinks deeper on the fuck-pole. And the whipping gets worse. Jared was born to suffer. Next week: A brand new muscle stud.
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 nag, 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.
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.
