A few months ago, Archie Paige, 22, was just an ordinary guy. Now he is a slave, traded among a group of rich, gay men who love to torture and fuck handsome young men. Hooded, in total darkness, he has no idea where he is, how he got there, or who owns him. All he knows is he must do exactly as he is told. A man with a deep voice hangs him from his wrists and inspects his body, beats him with a riding crop, then flogs him hard, groping his wounded flesh and talking the whole time about hurting him. Young Archie yelps in pain with each lash, as tears coat his face and he realizes his new master, Derek Kage, is even crueler than his last.

After spending the night hanging from his wrists, 22-year-old Archie Paige is bound face-first against an X-cross, gagged, wearing nothing but a jockstrap. His muscular new master fingers his asshole and smacks his butt. “You need a firm hand, don’t you boy?” Derek Kage, his new master, says. “Yes, sir!” Archie replies – as he does to every question, knowing any resistance will be severely punished. The stocky slave’s back and ass are brutally flogged until his flesh is bright red. Then he is spanked with a leather paddle and lashed with a single-tail whip. He shrieks in agony and begs for mercy as he’s flogged even harder. But no mercy is shown, nor ever will be.

Thickly muscled Archie Paige is bolted to a bondage chair, naked and blindfolded. He looks around helplessly. “Please, please, sir,” he begs, but his new master, Derek Kage, beats him with a riding crop then shocks him with an electric wand, sending the boy into spasms of agony. “Your pain makes me rock hard,” Derick says, shoving his pulsating cock down the boy’s throat. Archie shallows eagerly, anything to avoid more pain. “Lick my balls!” Derek demands then fucks his mouth even deeper. The slave’s dick hardens but nothing he does is good enough. Derek flogs him brutally, then jerks him off and leaves him moaning, covered with lash marks and dripping with cum.

Muscle boy Archie Paige is chained on all fours like a dog, struggling against his bonds, naked but for a leather collar. His master, Derek Kage, also naked, flogs him while stroking his own cock then rams a massive dildo up his slave’s ass while the boy whimpers and moans. “I need a nice red ass to slide my dick into, but first I have to open you up,” Dereck says, spanking Archie hard, whipping the soles of his feet then pushing four anal balls up his incredibly tight ass. “Oh my god,” the boy whimpers after Derek removes the balls and fucks him like a cheap whore, finally pulling out and cumming all over his arched back and plump ass.

Master Derek is feeling artistic today. He has Archie shackled to his spanking bench on his back with all of his muscles on display and Master Derek is in the mood to do some painting. A tray of burning candles sits nearby, perfect for adding color to his slave’s muscular chest. Before he picks up his candles, though, Master Derek gets Archie warmed up with his riding crop. Archie says he’s excited about being painted but Master Derek isn’t convinced. The bright red drops of molten wax that soon spot his chest have this boy squealing, though, but it’s more agony than delight that has him squirming and yelling. When Master Derek gets bored with his candles, he picks up his trusty flogger and beats the wax off of Archie’s chest. He gives his fag boy the chance to suck his cock but Archie can’t get him hard. It's a good thing for him that Master Derek has other reasons to keep him around...

Archie woke with a visceral jolt. His dreams had been feverish and tumultuous; men in leather gear with grim smiles and malicious intentions. Archie’s cock was rock hard as he came to.

Then he remembered- with a shrill groan of agony and ecstasy, he realized quickly that his wrists were bound tighter than tight- with leather bindings that kept his hands suspended over his head by a chain hooked to a fixture in the ceiling.

In the doggy position, Archie could barely lift his head to look around. He determined that he was still in the Dungeon, but there was nothing in front of him except a wall. Archie was able to turn his head around just enough to see that there was a fuck machine with a twelve inch dong attached to the piston end.

Archie let out a titillated wail- a mix of pure dismay and utter delight as he was certain that he’d never been penetrated by a phallus of any kind that long and thick before. Then Archie realized there was a presence in the room.

Master Derek sauntered into the dungeon and cackled with what Archie knew were smoldering, salacious, and otherwise sinister intentions. Archie’s cock throbbed as Derek entered his line of sight with a leather flogger in his hand.

The Master announced that he was entirely displeased with the whining, pathetic submissive. The bottom slut was unable to get his Master’s dick hard via blowjob and now there would be a heavy price to pay. Archie groaned with adoration as the Master gave his back a vicious flogging.

Wincing and crying out only made Derek flog harder and the strikes came rapidly as the Master worked himself up. There was no way to satisfy the Master until the dungeon boy’s back and ass were flayed and raw.

Suddenly, the Master stood Archie up and pulled a dildo out from some unknown sex toy storage bin. With no further ado, Derek shoved the entirety of the dildo into Archie’s mouth and back into his throat, making the teary-eyed sub servant choke and cough like a little bitch.

The Master fucked Archie’s face and talked the meanest shit that the boy had ever been subjected to. Tears of shame and wonderment filled his eyes and seemed to make the dungeon master even more ornery.

Next was the dreaded fuck machine…Archie observed that there was a bottle of lube sitting next to the apparatus, but he was almost certain his aching butt hole would not be the beneficiary of such luxury…

The fuck machine was activated with a jarring snap of the ‘ON’ switch and the pistoning action began. The master chuckled with morbid glee as he promised the human sex doll servant that the machine’s highest setting would ultimately test Archie’s physical and mental fortitude.

Both master and submissive hoped that despair would set in soon…

Archie Paige is bolted to a fuck bench facedown and ass up. Knowing this is his last day with Archie, Dereck Kage beats the boy’s beefy ass extra hard then shoves his cock, now erect, down his slave’s throat. Archie sucks like a pro – impressing Dereck with his new skills. “Oh my God!” Archie squeals as Dereck pulls out of his mouth then shoves a massive, throbbing cock up his ass. Dereck fucks the whimpering boy long and hard then pulls out and coats his quivering asshole with cum. The young slave, used and humiliated, his whole body aching, will be packed up and shipped to a new master within the hour.