Three years ago, Marshall was a young man in deep financial trouble, living in an America of the not-too-distant future, a time when students and other young men who owe a debt they cannot pay are “rented out” to rich men for their sadistic pleasure. Since he was repeatedly tortured and sexually humiliated to pay off his debts, Marshall, now 24, has gotten his life together, staying fit and holding down a job. But when we spot him, jogging downtown, looking good, we want him. We make a few phone calls and suddenly an old debt is discovered and Marshall must find $10,000 immediately or pay the old-fashioned way – with pain, lots of pain. His payment plan starts today – with a long, hard whipping. Next week: Collapsed and revived.

Smooth, lean Marshall is stripped naked and stretched taut between two pulleys as muscle-stud Jared mercilessly whips his back and ass until he finally collapses to the floor. For a brief moment, Marshall thinks his beating is over, but he couldn’t be more wrong. Jared simply unhooks his captive’s wrists from the pulleys on the wall and fastens them instead to pulleys in the ceiling, then lifts Marshall up onto his toes and resumes flogging his back and ass – with more vigor! But Jared is still not satisfied: He clips nasty, stinging clamps to Marshall’s nipples and the tip of his cock – and renews the whipping even harder! Then it’s time for the alcohol. Next week: To the cross.

Young Marshall is collapsed on the floor of the concrete punishment chamber, his back and ass showing the evidence of a terrible beating. He is allowed a couple hours of rest before being dragged to the cross, blurry and exhausted, unaware of what is happening, even as his raw back and ass are dropped on the wood and his wrists and ankles are strapped to it. Moments later, still dazed, Marshall feels himself being lifted and he recalls the power of the cross, its ability to inflict unrelenting strain on every muscle in his body. But this crucifixion will be even worse than the one he suffered three years ago: His feet are positioned in such a away that he cannot straighten his legs and lock his knees. The result will be hours of pure hell – and that’s before his cock and balls are covered with biting pins. Next week: Hours later.

After spending the night on the cross, finally cut down and allowed a few hours to rest, he wakes up, still naked, spread-eagled on a table, the base of his cock and balls encased by a steel ring. Jared is working his cock, which hardens in response. “You are going to cum for me, boy,” Jared tells his slave. “But first I’m going to hurt you,” he adds, attaching electrodes to the steel ring. Next week: Whipped, cums.

Marshall gradually regains consciousness. He’s still on the table, naked, but his body has been stretched tauter. His torturer, Jared, is caressing him, clearly turned on by seeing him in pain and so totally helpless. Then the whip comes crashing down on his abs, then his chest. The blows get faster and harder. Marshall squirms in pain, but can barely move; the ropes are so tight. And they are about to get much, much tighter. “Agggggggg!” Marshall screams as his limbs are stretched nearly to their breaking point. “See you in a couple hours, boy,” Jared sneers as he leaves Marshall throbbing in pain on the torture table. When he returns hours later, Jared tells Marshall the only way he will be freed is if he pumps out a huge load of cum. Marshall does what he is told. Next week: A stunningly beautiful Russian boy.