Marcus Ryan has made a big mistake: He stole a wad of cash from his new employer, Myles Landon, a muscular daddy who loves nothing more than to torture and fuck a slender pretty boy. “You stole from the wrong man,” Myles tells the boyish 23-year-old, yanking him out of the trunk of his Lexus, bound and gagged. “You want to go to prison for ten years?” Myles sneers. Marcus, now chained to a pole, shakes his head no. “Or do you want your punishment now?” Marcus reluctantly nods yes but his eyes widen in horror as the man continues. “I’m going to fuck you for hours,” he says. “Then I’m going to torture you for hours and fuck you again,” he adds, shoving his hands down the boy’s pants and under his dress shirt. Minutes later Marcus is completely naked and wrapped against a pillar with clear plastic from his toes to his chin.

Muscular daddy Myles Landon smacks young Marcus Ryan’s nipples and balls with a riding crop. The young thief is literally wrapped in plastic from his toes to his collar bone, so tightly bound to a steal beam he can’t move. Myles has cut away the plastic at the boy’s nipples and around his cock and balls – so he can torture these most sensitive areas of Marcus’ body. After dozens of blows to his genitals and nipples, Marcus is dizzy with pain, but the fun has just begun. Myles attaches clothespins to each nipple and lines the underside of the boy’s cock with ten more clothespins, making Marcus gasp in agony. But it gets worse: Myles walks away, leaving the boy to suffer alone for hours, moaning and whimpering through his ball gag, his sexy, slender body heaving under the plastic wrap.

A few days ago Marcus Ryan was just another young man trying to get ahead. He knew he was pretty and used his good looks to get his way, especially with older men. When Myles Landon, his new boss, caught him with his hand in the till he figured he’d turn on the sex appeal, offer to blow the guy or let him fuck him and all would be forgiven. He was right: He would be used sexually – but not in a hotel room with nice, clean sheets. He is being fucked in a dungeon with a foot-long dildo while having his ass smashed with a leather paddle. The poor, naked boy squeals and buckles as he’s fucked and spanked for hours. Myles is an expert at delivering pain in intimate places, smacking not only the boy’s butt-cheeks but also his scrotum and the soles of his feet – all while a huge dildo is rammed up his ass deep, hard and fast.

Marcus spends the night naked, chained by the neck like a dog. He has no idea what is next, but his asshole still hurts from being fucked the day before. Myles shows up shirtless, his torso rippling, and leads the boy back to the dungeon, on his knees. Marcus sees the fuck machine.“Oh, god,” he mumbles as his wrists are chained and Myles pushes his back down, readying his ass for even more fucking. He shoves the dildo into the boy’s asshole and flips the switch. The device jackhammers his raw fuck-hole mercilessly, first slow then faster and harder. It goes on and on with no breaks for hours. Myles caresses the boy’s trembling body as he’s fucked, enjoying the pain emanating from it. He strokes the boy’s cock and it hardens – then erupts! Despite the deep violation and incredible pain, Marcus pumps out a huge load of cum, as the ass-ramming continues.

Can you imagine your asshole being pummeled by a machine? For hours? Marcus hates it – the pain, the violation, the humiliation. Still, he erupts with cum as the man fucking him jerks him off. But the fucking continues. The machine is relentless. So is Myles Landon. The older man shoves his dick down the boy’s throat, forcing him to suck and shallow cock as his ass continues to be fucked. Myles gets rock-hard but he’s not ready to cum yet. He pulls Marcus off the fuck machine and bends him over a fuck bench. Myles’ cock, now fully erect, is twice the width of the fuck-machine dildo. He shoves it down the boy’s throat again, making him choke and gag. Then he shoves it up the boy’s ass, grabbing his hair and pulling his head back. Marcus screams in agony, like he’s never been fucked before. He hasn’t — not by anything that large.

Myles Landon loves nothing more than fucking a hot boy when he is bound and helpless and has no choice. Pretty-boy Marcus has taken a few cocks up his ass but never like this. He screams and gasps for breath as his ass is pounded, long and slow, then rapid-fire and hard. His young body literally rocks back and forth on the fuck-bench as Myles pounds him. When the ass-fucking finally stops, Myles shoves his cock in the boy’s mouth, then goes right back to fucking his ass, mercilessly. Marcus is delirious with pain as his insides are violated by his muscle-daddy’s massive, rock-hard cock. After Myles pulls out and cums all over his boy’s back, he shoves his still-erect cock back in and continues pounding him. “You stole from the wrong man, boy,” he says. Indeed.

After being fucked non-stop for days, Marcus thinks his ordeal might finally be over, that he might have sated Myles Landon’s lust and sadism. But no. Marcus is stretched out, naked and alone, on a long, wooden table, waiting for what is next. The “table” is actually a rack – a Medieval device that Marcus is too naïve to recognize. Myles finally returns, shirtless, muscles bulging, carrying a flogger. He whips the supine boy on his stomach and chest, then his legs and the soles of his feet. Only then does Myles turn the crank. Marcus feels his body begin to stretch – and he realizes what will happen to him. After each crank, Myles whips the young thief, stopping only to stroke and lick his nipples and cock. Then Myles stretches the boy to the point of real pain.

After spending hours alone on his back, painfully stretched, unable to move, his back and shoulders feeling like they will snap, Marcus is released. But, instead of being allowed to leave, he’s flipped over and stretched again – not too much, not yet. Facedown, bound and naked, Marcus feels totally vulnerable, terrified of being racked even harder. And he will be; his suffering on the rack has just begun. But first Myles Landon, stripped to the waist, muscles bulging, flogs his boy’s back, arms, ass, legs and the soles of his feet. Marcus screams and flexes, as much as the tight chains of the rack will allow him. Daddy Myles in unrelenting, wielding his flogger with expertise, his face both menacing and full of lust. He cannot stop torturing this beautiful, hairless boy.

Daddy Myles really wants to hurt this boy, to hear the helpless screams of agony, to feel the pain emanate off his skin, so he turns the crank of the rack until the kid’s shoulders almost pop, then he really lays into him with the flogged, whipping with one hand then caressing the fresh wounds with the other. Poor Marcus can’t believe the pain. Luckily, his body is so limber it stretches and adapts, but then Myles just turns the crank another half turn. Marcus is no longer a thief being punished; he is an object of lust for a man with an insatiable appetite for torturing beautiful young men. Marcus’ creamy back and ass are bright red from the whip. He smells the alcohol before he feels it — like liquid fire — on his skin. Then the flogging continues, followed by one last, cruel crank of the winch.