Young top man Cole Blue literally bolts his latest pretty boy, Adrian Duval, to the wall, as the twink squirms and twists but ultimately submits. The boy has a hot body, with broad shoulders, narrow hips and a strikingly small waist. His ass is firm and round, barely contained by his tight briefs. Such a beautiful twink, half man, half boy but all slave. Cole flogs the youth’s beautiful back then cuts off his briefs and lays into his butt cheeks until they, too, are covered with nasty welts. Adrian cries out with each blow. Then the alcohol mist hits the fresh wounds, sending him into spasms of pain. God his young body looks good, trembling and throbbing.

Adrian Duval has always used his good looks to get what he wants. As a teen, he bedded the hottest jocks. In college, he pleasured professors for good grades. But now his lean body and big cock get him nothing but pain and humiliation. He is kept on display, naked and vulnerable, on his knees, arms overhead, blindfolded, unaware of when or where he will be whipped next. Cole Blue, the young man torturing him, targets his nipples and pecs, whipping them randomly, first with a broad-headed riding-crop then a narrower one that stings twice as much. Cole then jerks him off, spewing his cum all over the dark, cold dungeon that is his new home.

Lanky, lean Adrian Duval, chained on his knees, naked and blindfolded, spews a huge load of cum at the hands of Cole Blue. The boy thinks, for a moment, that he will be freed as Cole climbs up next to him on the small platform, but, instead of uncuffing him, Cole busts a huge load of his own cum all over Adrian’s chest, then hops down off the platform and whips the boy's nipples before leaving him to suffer alone. Later, still naked, Adrian is chained on his back to a low table. He struggles against his bonds, showing off his lean muscle. Then Cole attaches electrodes to a cock-ring around Adrian’s balls and shocks him repeatedly.

Electrodes are attached to a ring around Adrian Duval’s cock and balls. Every few seconds, electric current surges into his body, not enough to cause serious damage just exquisite pain. The lean, well-muscled boy is chained loosely to the torture table so he thrashes and arches his back seductively with every blast of electricity. Cole Blue stands just feet away and, with each new shock, whips Adrian with a flogger – and continues to do so every time the current flows. He mists the boy’s fresh wounds with alcohol – producing a whole new level of pain – then flogs his chest and abs even harder. “Why?” Adrian asks. No reason, just because you are young and beautiful.

Young Adrian Duval is utterly exhausted. He hasn’t slept in days, naked, bound and tortured nearly the whole time. He lies on his stomach, moaning softly, his wrists and ankles chained to the torture table that has been his home for days. Cole Blue looms over him, flicking a single-tail whip menacingly. Suddenly, the whip comes crashing down on his back, cutting his flesh like a knife. He gasps and screams with each lash until his lean, V-shaped back is covered with wounds. Cole sprays them with alcohol then leaves Adrian moaning, alone, begging for mercy.