Six months since he submitted to his first experience as a bondage slave, 19-year-old Matthew returns, looking better then ever, his pecs bursting out of his tight T-shirt as he stands at attention. The boy is still dumb as a stump, forgetting time after time to answer orders with a clear "Yes, Sir!" even though he knows each failure will lead to greater punishment. Soon he is tied down and stripped naked, his dick rock-hard as usual. "I'm on the wrestling team and doin' real good," the boy brags, hoping desperately for a kind word. All he gets is the crop. Next week: Stretch those big balls. (See page 2 for Matthew's debut.)

Matthew is too nervous or stupid to remember to answer commands from his master with a clear "Yes, sir!" Now he will pay the price. His angry master doesn't stop but continues whipping Matthew for 10 minutes nonstop, until the slave's stomach and chest are bright red and he's whimpering like a child. Matthew's punishment has just begun. His balls are next. Then hot wax on his nipple. Next week: That amazing ass.

With his balls still roped, Matthew is untied and ordered to flip over and present his ass for further punishment. "Get that ass up, boy!" his master barks, pounding it with the flogger. Matthew moans and whimpers, but his master never lets up, whipping every inch of the boy's body — even the soles of his fee. He stops only to stroke his slave's muscular back and meaty ass, warm from the constant flogging. Next week: Forced workout.

After several hours being whipped front and back, Matthew is released from the bondage table. Fifteen minutes later he is fastened to a weight bench, his neck strapped tightly, his right wrist cuffed to the barbell. "Give me 20, boy!" his master barks. "Count em out!" Matthew just can't get it right and is ordered to repeat the 20 presses over and over. Next week: Forced to cum.

Matthew cowers in the corner of the dungeon, wearing nothing but a dirty loincloth. The massive cross beam smashes against the floor with a violent THUMP! "That's for you, boy," his master barks. Matthew dutifully spreads himself on the wood when ordered to. Soon his muscular arms and shoulders bear all his weight. The pain is searing, worse than he ever feared. And it has just begun. Next week: Suffer, boy.

Matthew is crucified in mid-air. His arms are stretched wide against the wood, causing massive pressure on his shoulders and chest. He can hold his weight with his bent legs, but the effort is exhausting. After 30 minutes Matthew is soaked with sweat and whimpering in agony. He doesn't even notice when his loincloth is ripped off and his master starts to stroke him, but soon he is rock hard. Two hours later the pain is unbearable and the boy hovers near unconsciousness, but his dick gets hard again.