Zak has turned the tables on Lukas, who is now bound with rope to stakes in the ground. “How do you like it?” Master Zak asks his new slave, smacking him with the leather ends of the flogger. “It hurts!” Lukas cries, blindfolded and unaware of where the whip will strike next. “Don’t be such a pussy, I have so many more toys to play with!” Master Zak sneers, remembering all the long hours he was left at the mercy of his new slave.

Lukas is bound to stakes in the ground with a blindfold covering his eyes as Master Zak continues to beat him with his toys, starting with the leather crop. “This hurts!” Lukas cries, struggling against his binds as his Master digs into his flesh with the riding crop. “How do you like it?” Master Lukas asks. Now the Master turns things up a notch, using electrocution torture to seek his revenge. He attaches electrodes to Lukas’s nipples and cock, laughing before throwing the switch which electrocutes the slave. Lukas screams, but there’s nothing he can do.

Lukas is shocked several more times before his Master is ready to move on to something else. Blindfolded, Lukas has no clue what is about to happen to him. Suddenly, the searing pain of freshly-melted candle wax jolts him into a fit of screams. “What are you doing to me?” he asks, pulling desperately at his binds. Little does Lukas know, Master Zak is just getting started.

Still bound to stakes in the ground and blindfolded, Lukas is dripped in hot, freshly-melted candle wax as the slave screams in agony. “I call this art!” Master Zak laughs, coating his boy in yet another layer of wax. Terrified, Lukas has no idea when or where the candle wax will hit his flesh. Soon, the boy is experiencing the sharp pain of the leather crop digging into his wax-coated flesh. Screaming, Lukas struggles against his binds. “It hurts!” he cries, trying to gain sympathy from his dominating Master. Zak laughs.

Lukas is blindfolded and bound next to a wooden fence as Master Zak beats the boy with the leather riding crop. “You like that?” he asks, blowing cigarette smoke in his slave’s face. “Please! Give me a puff!” Lukas begs, struggling against his binds. Master Zak ignores the boy, stroking his slave’s cock until he’s nice and hard. “Just wait until I make you cum again!” Zak yells, forcing his slave to turn around. Now, the boy’s ass and back are brutally beaten with the bondage bat. Things are just getting heated up.

Lukas has his cock pulled behind him as he’s beaten with the leather flogger. “How do you like it, bitch?” Master Zak asks, smacking the slave harder than ever before. “I don’t!” Lukas cries, struggling to take the pain. Now, Master Zak is ready for something new. Still blindfolded, the slave is untied and forced over to a wooden pole. His hands are then bound high above him as Master Zak continues to beat the slave with the leather flogger.

Lukas is beaten harder than ever with the whip as his Master rotates between beating the slave and fondling his cock. “You look nice up there!” Master Zak mocks, blowing cigarette smoke in his slave’s face. Lukas struggles, trying desperately to free his bound wrists from the binds above him, but it’s no use. Suddenly, it seem’s Lukas’s Master has vanished. “Where are you?!” he shouts, still blindfolded. Seconds later, he’s struck with the nasty ends of the leather flogger.

Master Zak continues to beat slave-boy Lukas with the leather flogger as the boy’s screams fill the air. “You like that, don’t you?” Zak mocks, pulling his slave’s cock from behind him. “No!” Lukas whimpers, clenching his teeth as he braces for another blow from the whip. Now, the slave has his cock played with in-between the lashes. Master Zak even sucks on his slave’s cock - but only for a moment before returning to beating the slave relentlessly.

Lukas is on his back, blindfolded as his Master binds him to the bondage platform before giving him several more lashes from the leather flogger. “You want to smoke?” he teases, blowing cigarette smoke in the slave’s face. “Please!” Lukas begs, struggling against his binds. The slave leans forward, trying to inhale a drag of the cigarette, but instead receives a drip of pre-cum from his Master’s cock on his mouth. “Let me go!” Lukas begs, struggling even harder against his rope-binds, but Master Zak isn’t finished yet.

Master Zak wants to see his boy cum again, and he always gets what he wants. “You better shoot another load for me boy!” he demands, smacking the slave with the leather riding crop. Lukas whimpers; he’s exhausted but he knows he can’t let his Master down if he wants to be freed. The boy desperately begins to stroke his cock, struggling to get hard. Several minutes later, there’s a fresh wad of cum sitting on Lukas’s stomach. Now the boy can finally be freed.