Nate is a 19-year-old farm boy from a small Minnesota town. He has a beautiful body, sculpted not at the gym but in the barn, moving 90-pound hay bales and 150-pound milking tanks. Jared spots Nate at the local farmers market and knows his master will want him. An hour later, Nate is on his back, roped to a steel ladder, still in his cowboy boots and 501 jeans, on old T-shirt half tucked under one of those big-buckle belts. Even fully clothed, you can see he is built, with broad shoulders and thickly muscled arms and legs. His wrists are cuffed under the ladder, his boots roped to either side, displaying him perfectly. He is gagged and hooded, in complete darkness. We are going to savor every inch of this boy, revealing his beauty slowly. Two quick snips expose his erect, pink nipples. Now it’s time for some pain. Next week: Jared’s expert flogging.

Farm boy Nate's thread-worn T-shirt is ripped from his body and his baggy Fruit of the Looms are pushed down past his ass, revealing a remarkable body, with the narrow waist and smooth skin of a teenager and the hard muscles of a man who works in the fields a living. The man continues to beat Joel's creamy skin with the riding crop, leaving deep red bruises on his abs, chest, arms and inner thighs. The kid buckles and strains, flexing every muscle, showing off his body perfectly. Then Jared enters, wearing nothing but tight Calvin Kleins: A muscle boy about to torture another muscle boy. Jared uncuffs Joel's wrists, first squeezing his balls as a warning not to resting, and recuffs them above his head, making Joel's stomach suck in beautifully. Then Jared whips him with the flogger.

Farm boy Nate still can’t fathom what is happening to him. A few hours ago he was selling organic meat and dairy from his own farm at a trendy farmer’s market in Minneapolis. He can remember loading up the truck after a long day and seeing someone approach him from behind, but everything after that is a blank – until he found himself chained on his back, hooded and gagged, in total darkness. He’s been stripped nearly naked and is being whipped! He can tell the men torturing him are sexually aroused by his suffering body – and that terrifies him. But there is nothing he can do. One of the men, the older-sounding one who seems to be in charge, caresses his stretched, beaten body. “We’ll be back for you tomorrow, boy,” he says, and both men leave. The next morning his new torture begins. Next week: Strung up.

Still groggy from a sleepless night stretched painfully on the ladder, Nate is sprawled on the ground, ankles spread wide, attached to a board, wrists cuffed above his head. Before he fully understands what is happening, he is winched up onto his feet. “Let’s see what he has to say for himself,” that man says to Jared, who removes Nate’s hood and gag. He has a Minnesota farm boy’s face: blonde and innocent, not pretty but virile. “Who are you? Why the fuck are you doing this to me,” Nate blurts out, as Jared’s whip slashes his back and abs. “Get those undies off!” the man barks and Jared instantly complies. Nate is now completely naked. “Please, let me go, I won’t call the cops, I promise,” he says. But no one is listening. Next week: Cock and ball torture.

Nate is definitely the strong, silent type. He now fully realizes that he is here for one reason and one reason only: As the sexual plaything for a rich, powerful man who is turned on by torturing beautiful, young men. He is terrified – and disgusted – but manages to keep his head. “Wait until my master get’s here,” Jared announces as he caresses the boy’s body, outlining with his finger tip the lines the single tail whip will soon cut into Nate’s lean chest and stomach. Right then Nate decides he will not scream out or to show his true level of fear. He will show these men that he can take it. He will try to negotiate with them, but he will not be reduced to begging for mercy. Little does he know that such strength and resistance to pain turns on the cruel master even more. Next week: Electrified whip marks.

Our teenage farm hand looks amazing spread-eagled on the bondage table, his lean stomach and muscular chest cut with over a dozen nasty welts from the single-tail whip. The older man who has been whipping him is now groping Joel’s heaving torso, enjoying the feeling of young muscles in pain. Then Joel sees the young man approaching, with a strange device in his hand buzzing with jolts of electricity that surge inside a glass ball. He doesn’t know what the device is, but he knows it will cause him great pain. “Please…” he mutters, hoping against hope for mercy. The thing touches his whip marks. Oh God! It’s like being whipped all over again – but worse! Next week: Flipped over.

Nate has spent the last two-weeks chained naked in a cell, let out only to eat, shit and workout. He still doesn’t know the names of the men who keep him as a slave. Today the younger one, who always seems to be naked, leads him from his cell back to the felt-covered table – the same place he was tortured on his first days as a pain slave. He knows these men see him as a sex toy, but he refuses to acknowledge their power over him. Nate just stares in debrief and disgust as the young guy gets hard looking at his outstretched body, imagining the tortures that will be inflected on him by the man who is the master of both of them. The older man enters, holding the single-tail whip. “Are you my slave?” he asks. “Fuck you!” Nate screams back, before the whip cuts into his ass. He is in for the worst whipping of his life. Next week: Back whipped.

Nate has received just a few blows from the single-tail whip across his round ass and muscular back. The man really leans into the whip now, cutting Nate’s lean flesh with twice the force. “Who is your master, boy?” the man demands. “Fuck you!” the farm had replies. “Hit him with the alcohol, Jared,” the man dead pans. The alcohol is like liquid fire on Nate’s whip wounds. “Who is your master boy?” the man demands again. “You sir,” Nate whispers. But that man is not satisfied. He continues to whip the boy and spray him with alcohol, until his back is criss-crossed with angry welts. “I’m going to break you boy,” he says, as Jared stands by, naked, working his cock. Next week: Slave boy cum.

Nate – an innocent kid from a country farm – has been brutally tortured and locked in a cell for weeks, yet he still has some fight in him. He looks so sexy spread out on the torture table, his broad back and firm ass lacerated by the whip. “Youm sir,” he replies in a whisper when asked “Who is your master?” But his master does not believe him. He knows the boy has not fully submitted, that he must endure even more pain. “Dose him with the alcohol, Jared!” his new master demands. “And whip him harder!” Even Jared, the machine, feels sympathy for the farm boy. Finally, the whipping stops. Now the boy must demonstrate his status as a true slave by cumming on command. He does not disappoint. Next week: Crucified slave.

With his flesh still scarred by the single-tail whip and dried cum still on his beautiful stomach, slave boy Nate is led to the cross by senior slave Jared. He lies down on the cross and spreads his arms on command. He is now a slave, ready to suffer for his master’s pleasure. And suffer he will. Nate is young and strong, his body toned by long, hard hours of work on the farm. But nothing has prepared him for the power of the cross. His arms are spread at a 40-degree angle, meaning each arm must bear nearly all of his 170 pounds. His legs are positioned low, ankles bound to the sides of the cross, so he can neither lock his knees to provide support nor fully utilize his powerful thighs. The result is agonizing muscle strain on his whole body. Next week: Broken by the cross.

Nate’s muscular body tortures itself as the young slave hangs from the cross. Nothing he does relieves the constant pull of his own weight on his muscles. He can’t lock his knees and relieve the strain on his upper-body, his leg muscles are utterly exhausted and hanging by his arms makes his shoulders and chest feel like they are being pulled apart. His tortured body looks amazing, stomach sucked in, leg and arm muscles bulging. His master could stop the torture at any time, but he chooses not to. Nate is here to suffer, his body no longer his own. His strength and endurance are very impressive, but eventually he collapses, beaten and broken. Next week: Delinquent Boy.