Rex Morrissey is an 18-year-old athlete convicted of an unknown crime. In exchange for three days of pain his 12-year sentence will be reduced to one. Still in clothes he was wearing when arrested, he is dragged to a basement room of the court house immediately after sentencing and stands before the man who will supervise his torture. The man explains exactly what will be done whipping, electro-torture and crucifixion. Trembling in fear, too scared to fully understand what is happening, Rex signs away his rights. There is no turning back. The torture begins immediately. Strip the man demands. Next week: The violet wand.

Teenage athlete Rex is literally bolted to a wall, naked. At and 158 pounds, he is small but powerfully built, his body toned from years on the football field and wrestling mat. He will need all his strength to get through the next three days. he begs, frantically turning his head from side to side, when he sees the sparking, sputtering violet wand a device that delivers electric current to the body upon contact. The first couple of jolts make him gasp. Then the wand is slowly dragged up and down his body, making him convulse in spasms of pain, his young muscles dancing in agony. Next week: Shocking his cock.

High school stud Rex was quite the ladies man, with his wrestler physique and boyish good looks. He was proud of his cock and how it could satisfy even older, experience women. Now it is about to get zapped with twice the electric current used earlier on his body. The man starts with a couple of quick zaps, then places the electric wand directly on Rex cock and leaves it there. The boy convulses, in so much pain he nearly passes out. When it finally over he given a few moments rest, then turned around to face the wall, his ass and back exposed. The whipping begins. Next week: Worst flogging allowed by law.

After a fitful night alone and naked in his concrete cell, teenage prison Rex is brought to a new torture chamber. Look at me! the man demands as Rex eyes the instruments of pain that will be used on him. Rex shakes in fear as he forced onto his knees and prepared to be inverted. His lean, wrestler body looks fantastic hanging upside down, his fingers barely touching the ground. Then a steel pole wrapped in hard foam crashes into his abs. He will be beaten like this for the next two hours. Next week: Whipped, readied for cross.

Rex has been inverted for hours and is beginning to feel dizzy. But his second day of torture has just begun. The men torturing him show no mercy. They have a job to do and that job is to make him suffer. After being beaten with a steel pole and whipped with a flogger, Rex is exhausted. His young body throbbing in pain, he is taken to an exam room where a registered nurse checks his vitals and orders that he be given 60 minutes rest. Then Jared leads him back to the same torture chamber. A cross lies on the floor. “No, not the cross,” Rex mumbles, but he is immediately strapped to the cross and raised high -- crucified. Next week: The first five hours.

Rex has been on the cross for just a few minutes and he’s already shocked by strain on his body. Every muscle in his arms, legs and torso is flexed, trying desperately to hold up his 148 pounds. It’s like lifting weights without a single break. All he can do is shift from lifting with his arms and chest to lifting with his legs, but he is always lifting. Soon every muscle in his body is screaming in pain and he is covered with a sheen of sweat from head to toe. But he is not even half way done. Next week: The final five hours.

Rex has been hanging on his cross of agony for five full hours – and he has five more hours to go. He is almost delirious. He doesn’t think he can make it. He begs for mercy when Jared appears, but Jared is not there to comfort him; he is there to add to his torment. Rex moans and shakes his head in disbelief when Jared produces a nasty spring-loaded clamp and moves it towards his groin. “He’s going to clamp my penis!” Rex screams in his head. The pain is unbearable – a torture on top of a torture. And then the whip hits him. Next week: Day three.

Rex has spent the night on the floor, his dick still clamped, his arms bolted behind his back, naked, after spending 10 hours on the cross. The law demands that a prisoner enduring punishment be given 10 hours of rest before his final day of torture. Rex\u2019s 10 hours are up. Now he is hanging upside down again and his young tormentor is fondling his cock and balls \u2013 with his cock still throbbing in pain from the steel, spring-loaded clamp. A few more strikes of the whip bring him back to the reality that he has another full day of pain ahead of him \u2013 his worst yet. He is about to be electrocuted.