Marcus can feel cool air on his naked torso. His nipples are throbbing in pain as two clothespins with extra-strong springs dig into their very tips. In addition to the pain, he is terrified and helpless, totally blind under a dark hood, gagged by a leather ball held inside his mouth by a tight strap. His huge cock, pulled out of his pants, is rock-hard, pointing up at the ceiling. Suddenly two fingers pinch the loose flesh on the side of his ball sack then clamp on an even bigger and stronger spring-loaded clip to the flesh, then another and another! Marcus whimpers through the ball-gag but his cock just gets harder as the man torturing him strokes it and caresses his naked body as he squirms and flexes against the wall. A minute later the boy is completely naked. His cock is now so hard it oozes pre-cum. Then Marcus feels a mouth on his erection. Oh god! The combination of pain and pleasure is making him wild. A few more strokes and he busts a huge load of cum all over his master’s hand. And, still, he stays hard, his huge boy-cock arching up toward the ceiling.

Marcus, a boyish twink with a lean body, a huge cock and beautiful, low-hanging balls, is chained, arms overhead, against a concrete beam, hooded but otherwise naked. He’s been bound and gagged for a dozen hours. His nipple, cock and balls have been tortured with clothespins and he’s already been jerked off, but his cock gets instantly hard with just a few strokes from his tormentor. Once hard, his cock and his smooth body are tortured with a razor-sharp pinwheel – but his big dick just gets harder. Master Alex then ropes his boy’s jewels to a heavy weight, forcing him to arch his back off the post, but still he remains hard, moaning seductively. The look of terror and agony on his innocent, boyish face when Alex finally removes his hood is bondage perfection: A beautiful, blonde twink, his cock easily aroused, bound and helpless, knowing he will be fucked and even more brutally tortured in the days and weeks to come.

Alex has a knack for finding boys whose look and personality demand that they be stripped naked and chained in a dungeon then tortured and used sexually. Marcus Rivers is just such a boy. He hangs from the ceiling, against the massive concrete post, naked and shivering, his muscles and joints aching from being bound, up on his toes, arms overhead. “Why are you doing this to me,” the boy asks, his eyes wide like a puppy. “Because I can,” Alex replies, deadpan. Marcus offers no resistance as Alex turns him around, exposing his back and ass. The first few blows of the single-tail bullwhip against his lean back are “light,” making the boy jump but not scream. Then the blows intensify making him gasp and yelp and jump around in anguish. His boyish whimpers are pure ecstasy for Alex, who rewards his slave by spraying his wounds with rubbing alcohol.

Alex drags his beautiful, young slave into an adjacent room. Marcus’ eyes widen when he sees a ladder-backed chair in the middle of the room, a wooden block with a steel spike topped with a steel ball sitting on top of it. “Get up there, boy,” Alex tells the slim, naked boy, guiding him to the seat. Marcus kneels, his ankles strapped to either side of the wood block. Alex pushes him backward and cuffs his wrists behind the ladder-back. Marcus can feel the cold, steel ball touching his anus. “It’s too big!” he says as his master gradually pushes him down on the thing. The poor boy whimpers as he’s penetrated, stuck like a bug on a pin. Alex is still not satisfied. He attaches two nasty clips to his boy’s nipples and rubs his lean, well-muscled body with oil. A minute later Alex is standing on two risers, straddling the chair, shoving his erect cock deep down his impaled slave’s throat.

Little muscle twink Marcus is used like a sex slave, affixed to the boi-seat, his asshole deeply penetrated by a steel ball on top of a steel shaft, his wrists cuffed behind his back, his nipples throbbing from two nasty clamps. Besides being permanently fucked, Marcus has also been forced to suck cock on and off for hours. Alex grabs his slave’s cock and strokes it until it hardens. “Please, sir, I can’t cum so soon,” Marcus begs, his cock throbbing. Alex ignores his slave’s pleas and continues to work his cock. Soon the boy’s massive cock erupts, squirting rope after rope of cum, much to his surprise. “See you in the morning,” Alex says, leaving Marcus impaled on the seat, begging for relief. Hours later he is removed from the boi-seat and hung upside down from his ankles. Come morning, his inclined, naked body, stomach sucked-in hard, leg- and arm-muscles flexing, is flogged. His boyish cries are music to his master’s ears.

Blonde muscle twink Marcus hangs upside-down on the inversion gurney. “Please, sir,” he begs as his master periodically beats his chest and abs with the flogger. The young boy looks so delicious, stretched out, naked, totally helpless, struggling agains his chains, ribs showing under his lovely skin, his stomach sucked-in hard, so lean you could pinch it between your finger and thumb. Then his master whips his nipples and navel with a riding crop, making the boy flail about and scream, even more so when his fresh wounds are soaked with alcohol. Young Marcus is finally taken down and chained to a wall. He’s ordered to cum for the third time in as many hours. “Please, sir. I’ll cum for you if you let me go,” he begs. He busts a huge load of cum, again, the perfect boy toy, but he is going no where. He’ll spend the night chained against a concrete wall, naked and alone. Tomorrow he will be sold to the highest bidder.