Shortly after his 18th birthday, high school senior Johnny Boy is arrested after his school complains that he is a thief and a disciplinary problem. School authorities know that a boy as young and beautiful as Johnny Boy will be given special attention, that he will not only be severely tortured but also, when it is all over, “sexually appreciated.” They also know that the entire ordeal will be filmed for an online audience and that Johnny’s beauty will generate great interest, setting an example for other students. Barefoot but clothed, Johnny Boy is bolted to a wall, in a concrete room. A young man dressed in leather enters with a strange smile on his face. Then Johnny hears a man’s voice booming from a speaker, describing every torture he is about to endure – whipping, electric shock, crucifixion. The man orders his guard, Felix Frost, to strip Johnny naked. “You are solid muscle,” Felix says, punching the naked youth’s chest and abs. Then the flogging begins.

Nobody flogs a boy better than Felix Frost. Felix really lays into high-school jock Johnny Boy, making the kid wince and gasp through his tape gag as his lean, muscular torso turns pink. “Do you want it to stop? Do you want to go home?” Felix asks the teenager. “Yes!” Johnny Boy answers. “Yes, what?” Felix replies, tasing Johnny’s abs. “Yes, sir! I’m sorry, sir!” Johnny replies, trembling from the pain, even though the Taser is on a low setting meant to inflect pain but not debilitate. Felix uncuffs Johnny’s wrist from the wall. “I’ll let you go if you can get hard,” he says. Johnny is disgusted but will do anything to avoid the pain. He works his cock, getting hard. In addition to his perfect body, Johnny has a huge, beautiful cock. “Take your hand away!” Felix demands, standing back and admiring the foot-long thing jutting out of the kid’s body. Then he tases Johnny again, several times. If you can cum after being tased, I’ll let you go,” Felix says. Of course, it’s a lie. Johnny pumps out a huge load of cum, but his flogging has just begun. Amazingly, he stays semi-hard, his cock dripping cum, as he’s whipped for another hour.

After spending several hours bolted to a concrete wall naked, Johnny Boy drifts in and out of consciousness. He barely notices as his torturer, Felix Frost, approaches despite the sound of heavy boots hitting the floor. Suddenly, he’s tased. His entire body convulses as he gasps in pain. “You ready for your next lesson?” Felix asks, pulling a flogger from the table. Johnny’s back is well muscle, his broad shoulders tapering down to a tiny waist. The flogging is a combination of rabid-fire and slow, single blows. Johnny’s ass – two mounds of muscle – clenches and ripples with each blow. His thick cock bounces, too. His boyish moans and gasps of pain are music to Felix’s ears. Soon the boy’s upper back and ass are bright red. A mist of alcohol sends him into spasm of pain, followed by even more whipping, until he collapses from fatigue. But his tortures have just begun.

Johnny Boy, naked, in agony, his body glistening with sweat, is doing better than most after ten hours on the cross. He is a young athlete in perfect condition with a physique that is both lightweight and very strong. Even with those advantages, Johnny slowly passes out, hanging limp for the last hour, suffering silently. Someone heavy and less fit may not have survived, but Johnny, just twelve hours later, is ready for additional torture. He is bound face-up on a torture table. Felix Frost removes the nipple clips that have been digging into the boy’s body for 18 hours, causing intense pain as blood rushes back into to the damaged nerves – then smacks the boy’s crushed nipples with a riding crop, making him buckle and scream. Felix whips the boy’s pecs and abs then moves to the soles of his feet. “Why, why?” Johnny pleads.

“Are you going to behave after this?” Felix asks Johnny after rolling the pinwheel over the soles of the boy’s feet. “Yes, sir!” Johnny immediately replies, but Felix not only continues to crop Johnny’s nipples and feet but hits them even harder. Johnny flexes and squirms, every muscle in his lean, teenage-athlete’s body visible and quivering. The boy gasps and screams but takes the pain. Felix then leaves Johnny alone, in pain, for hours. But Johnny’s agony under the lash is not over. He is flipped over onto his stomach and spread-eagled. Felix then returns with a leather flogger and brutally beats the boy’s firm, bulbous ass until it is bright red. The ass-whipping just goes on and on. Amazing.

Johnny Boy tenses up in terror when he sees Felix approach the torture table with a leather spanking strap. Felix tears into the boy’s ass, beating the rock-hard globes of muscle rhythmically as the naked teenager screams and whimpers in agony. His ass receives dozens and dozens of blows. Johnny can’t believe the pain -- and then it gets much worse: The first slice of the single-tail whip leaves a deep, red welt diagonally across the middle of his V-shaped back. The second and third cut into his muscular shoulders. Soon the young athlete, his toes curled in pain, is a whimpering mass of teen-muscle and blonde highlights. Then come the sprays of alcohol on the deep, raw wounds, followed by more single-tail. How this beautiful boy suffers!

Johnny Boy’s naked body looks beautiful stretched out on a torture table. He is asleep after hours of torture, his stomach sucked in tight, his sculpted legs, arms and chest perfectly displayed. Then Felix Frost enters the dungeon, ready to awaken his boy with the most painful alarm clock in the world – two electrodes soaked in salt water and hooked to a car battery. Felix touches the electrified sponges to Johnny’s side. Every muscle in the boy’s body tenses as a thousand volts flow through the water-based tissues of his body. Johnny gasps and moans as his torso is shocked over and over; his smooth skin is the perfect conductor. He’s never looked better, abs fluttering, lungs filling and emptying, limbs thrashing, the perfect boy in total agony. After placing the electrodes all over Johnny’s body – on his balls, in each armpit – Felix shoves one under a wrist, the other under an ankle and lets the current flow.

Johnny is spread-eagled on the torture table, naked, electrodes attached to his wrist and ankle. To free up his hands, Felix Frost has switched to a different electric source that sends short blast of current into the boy’s body randomly. With each shock Felix slices Johnny’s lean, muscular torso with the single-tail whip – doubling the pain! Johnny is so young and fit, he manages to stay conscious as his chest and abs are covered with whip-welts. Felix sprays the wounds with mists of alcohol, adding another layer of pain to Johnny’s torment. “Do you want it to stop?” Felix asks. “Yes. I’ll do anything.” the boy sputters. “Then show me some cum!” Felix demands. Johnny is in a state of shock: Even someone as young and fit as he couldn’t possibly cum – and Felix knows it. He lets the boy try feverishly, then hooks-up the battery again and leaves it switched on until Johnny is a twitching mass of muscle. Anyone older and weaker would certainly not survive. Johnny, however, will be sucking-off the judge who condemned him in the next 24-hours, a broken slave boy who will literally do anything to avoid more pain.