Nineteen-year-old Levy Foxx is part of a “gang” of young Asian boys who steal beer and candy bars from local stores. Levy – the best looking of the boys – is the only one held by the cops after the gang is arrested. Slender and smooth, with a look of pure innocence, Levy is sent not to a traditional jail but to our special facility. He is cuffed by his wrists and ankles, stripped to his underwear and placed in a small cage. Levy knows something strange is happening, but he has no idea what. “Do you know why you are here, boy?” Martin Thorn, a prison guard dressed in black, asks as he reaches into the tiny cage and caresses Levy’s body and grabs his cock. “No!” Levy says, terrified. Martin just smiles. “You know what happens to pretty boys like you in prison?” he asks, as Levy shakes his head. “You are going to suck a lot of dick,” he says as he pulls Levy out of the cage, handcuffs him to it and pushes him down on his knees, then removes his own pants and shoves his cock into the boy’s mouth. Levy cries and gasps for air as he swallows Martin’s rock-hard cock.

Sadistic guard Martin Thorn finishes face-fucking his prison bitch, Levy Foxx, then bolts his wrists to a concrete wall. Martin, naked from the waist down but for his boots, wants to make this teenaged boy squirm in pain. He beats Levy mercilessly with a short flogger designed specifically for prison personnel, meant to deliver maximum pain with little permanent damage. “You move around too much, boy,” Martin tells the squirming youth, then bolts his ankles to the wall too and resumes the flogging. He pulls up Levy’s briefs, completely exposing his ass cheeks to the whip. The young prisoner can’t believe what is happening to him: He’s bolted to a wall, nearly naked, and he’s being whipped by a cop who just fucked his mouth and still has his cock hanging out! “This can’t go on much longer,” the boy says to himself. Wrong! Martin is just getting started.

“Don’t you fuckin’ try anything,” prison guard Martin Thorn, naked from the waist down, tells Levy Foxx as he unbolts the nearly naked youth from the wall, turns him around and reattaches him, facing out. Levy is one sexy boy, so young he is nearly hairless, as smooth as a bowling ball, with a thick wad of hair flopping in front of his face, dripping with sweat. Terrified, Levy can only imagine the worst as Martin straps on hard-rubber punching-gloves. “You’re about to get a taste of what happens to pretty boys like you in prison,” Martin says. He pounds Levy’s abs, chest and sides with dozens of hard blows, one after the other, making the teen gasp in agony. Martin rips off the kid’s tiny briefs and sucks his cock until both he and Levy are rock hard. Then the punching resumes. Levy has no ideas what is happening – pleasure, then pain, pleasure then pain – but his cock soon erupts, busting a huge load of cum into Martin’s palm, which he wipes on Levy’s body. Levy will hang on that wall, naked, covered with his own cum, for hours.

After spending hours bolted to a wall naked, teen boy Levy is dripping with sweat and moaning in pain, his young body cramping. But the arrival of prison guard Martin Thorn does not bring good news. “Time for more lessons, boy,” Martin tells the exhausted teen. Levy collapses to the floor as he’s released from the wall only to be dragged into an adjacent room – a torture chamber! Levy is bent over and bound to a padded bench. He struggles pitifully but knows he is helpless, that he will be tortured and fucked by this sadistic man in black. “Open up,” Martin says, the face-fucks the boy with his engorged cock, much rougher than before. Levy chokes and gags but can do nothing to stop the violation. Then a nasty cat o’ nine-tails is dangled in front of his face. The flogging is long and hard. And it’s all a warm-up brutal butt-fucking, but you’ll have to wait until next week to see that.

Prison guard Martin Thorn, naked from the waist down, continues to whip teenage virgin Levy Foxx with a nasty cat o’ nine-tails, making the youth gasp and moan in agony. Martin switches to leather, split-head spanker and pummels Levy’s firm, round butt. Then Martin uses the short flogger on the boy’s back and ass for a good half-hour of continuous flogging. The beatings are just a warm-up to the real action: Fucking Levy’s virgin asshole. But first Martin has to get hard; he shoves his dick in Levy’s mouth. The kid, bound helpless to the fuck bench, sucks the guard’s cock like his life depends on it. “I’m going to fuck you like the prison slut you are,” Martin, now hard, tells the boy, then slips on a condom and fucks the kid’s ass mercilessly. Levy’s boyish moans and painful shrieks drive Martin crazy, making him fuck the kid harder until he busts load inside the teenager's impossibly tight ass.

Beautiful boy Levy Foxx is chained to a table, spread-eagled on his back, naked and terrified. Alone in the cold dungeon, he can see a small flogger, a longer single-tail whip and an absolutely massive dildo lying on a table near his feet. Martin Thorn enters, now fully dressed in his black uniform. He picks up the flogger and immediately tears into Levy’s chest and abs, making the boy squirm and squeal in agony, each blow more painful than the last. The flogging is nonstop for what seems like an hour then, suddenly, it gets worse, much worse: Martin switches to the single-tail. With every slicing cut of the whip, Levy throws his head back and screams, his body arching beautifully, showing off his lean, boyish physique. “There will be bigger dicks than mine in prison, boy,” Martin says, grabbing the massive 12-incher from the table. Then he thrusts it up the shrieking boy’s ass.

Teenage prisoner Levy Foxx is fucked with a massive, 12-inch dildo wielded mercilessly by prison guard Martin Thorn. Martin loves the shrieks of agony pouring out of the youth as his previously untouched asshole is plowed like he’s a cheap whore getting rammed by a jack hammer. Then Martin clips six pinchers to Levy’s ball sack and two to his nipples; they feel like bees stringing the most sensitive parts of his body. Minutes later his cock and balls are completely covered with clothespins, the dildo still shoved up his ass, making his whole body tremble in pain. Martin has had his fun and walks out, leaving Levy fucked and in agony, spread-eagled on the torture table. This in Levy’s life now: naked, alone, fucked and in pain, all because he stole a couple of beers and was prettier than his friends.

Levy Foxx is flipped over onto his stomach, legs and arms spread to the corners of the torture table, his muscular back and ass flexing seductively as he pulls on the steel chains holding him in place. He is a striking beautiful young boy, with floppy hair and smooth, golden skin. “I’m sorry!” he says pitifully as prison guard Martin Thorn shows him a massive, ridged butt-plug that will soon impale his virginal ass. “Please!” Levy screams as he’s brutally fucked – for the third time in as many hours. Martin leaves the boy impaled by the massive phallus then uses a riding crop on his calves and the soles of his feet, making Levy shriek. Martin then switches to a short flogged, beating the boy’s back, ass and thighs, using the whip’s handle periodically to shove the butt-plug all the way in. The flogging continues for what seems like hours. With just enough slack to squirm and flex, Levy puts on quite the show. Then the real show begins: 15 slicing blows of the single-tail followed by a long, rhythmic fucking of Levy’s impossibly tight ass.

Sadistic prison guard Martin Thorn beats young Levy Foxx viciously with his flogger, so hard and continuously he exhausts his arm muscles. Levy is almost delirious but still isn’t prepared for the added pain of having two clothespins clamped onto his super-sensitive nipples. The only thing hotter than making such a beautiful, innocent boy suffer so dramatically is to jerk him off at his most vulnerable moment – which is exactly what Martin now does, treating this boy like his own personal sex toy. As Martin walks away, Levy hangs moaning, strapped to the cross, covered in cum, reduced to the status of a slave, his cock still plump and dripping. But his painful ordeal is far from over. He will suffer so much more.

Young prisoner Levy Foxx remains completely naked, gagged and affixed to an X-cross, but now facing it. The brutal flogging he just received on his chest and stomach was just a warm-up. Now, after giving his arm a rest, prison guard Martin Thorn whips Levi’s ass and back even harder, making the kid moan and whimper in agony. Levy is like an insect caught in a web, helpless, completely at the mercy of his captor. The boy’s firm ass and muscular back barely give under the whip; his muscles are hard, his body lean. “You’re getting nice and red,” Martin says. “Wouldn’t want you to get infected,” he adds with a smirk, spraying the boy’s wounded skin with pure alcohol, sending him into spasms of pain. But the pain is about to get much worse: Slice after slice of the single-tail whip. Levy’s trashing and flexing under the lash is pure beauty.