Our alternative punishment program is doing so well we've had to streamline it. The State of Iowa gives first-time offenders an option to submit to our program, Three Days of Pain, to avoid harsh prison sentences. Wade, an 18-year-old high-school wrestler, is our first customer. We love watching this lean, well-muscled young man strip. The look on his face as we describe all that he will suffer is priceless. Then we bolt him to the wall. Next week: Pec torture.

It's only hour two of his 72 hours of pain and Wade already thinks he can't take anymore. The man continues to flog Wade's torso, then punches his pecs and abs with a gloved fist. He then lays into Wade's pecs even harder with the whip, before ringing them with dozens of clothespins. Wade shudders, his body racked with pain, but it won't let up, not for a minute — and it's just started! "How can they do this to me?" Next week: Face the wall.

Wade has been upright again the wall for hours, his body throbbing from the bite of the pins clamped to his torso. Then the man adds seven more clothespins — to his dick! Ripping the clips off is even more painful, causing blood to rush back to Wade's damaged pecs, nipples, abs and cock. And there is more. The exhausted teen is turned around and bolted to the wall face first, exposing his butt and back to the mercies of the whip. Next week: Day two.

Wade's first night's "sleep" is spent naked on a cement floor. He wakes to the sound of a winch lifting him upside down. "Oh god, now what?" Once he's inverted the flogger smashes into his sucked-in stomach, knocking the wind out of him. Then more blows, harder and faster, on his front, on his back, until his whole body is striped red. After 100 blows, he's sputtering and crying, but he takes it like a man. He'll hang upside down for hours. Next week: The rack.

Wade is finally cut down after hanging inverted for hours. He's immediately ordered onto the rack and bound, face up. "Why are you here, boy?" the man asks. Wade blinks at him with big, wet eyes. "To suffer!" the man barks. Then he turns the crank. Wade can't believe the pain as his joints and back start to spread. Watching his stomach dance as he tries to relieve the strain of the rack is bondage perfection. Next week: Cock-ring electrodes.

The man cranks Wade even tighter. Then the man clips something to the steel ring around his ball sack. Electrodes! The first shock is the worst pain he has ever felt, radiating from his cock like lightning. At first the shocks are short bursts, but soon they last 30 seconds or more — and the voltage keeps increasing. Next week: Wax.

Exhausted from over an hour of electro-torture, Wade gets a few minutes rest, spread-eagle on his back. Then he sees the first candle inches from his body. In minutes he is surrounded by flame. The man splashes and drips wax up and down Wade's body, from his dick to his underarms. It feels like liquid fire. He will spend the night in pain. Next week: The final day begins.

Wade spends his second night in captivity on the torture-table, the burning wax solidifying on his skin. Just before dawn, he's rousted, scrubbed and hosed-down until his body is clean. Then he waits, wet and shivering, for his final day of pain to begin. The lights go on. "Get that dick hard, boy!" the man barks. Not having cum for days, Wade quickly gets hard and shoots a huge load — twice. First pleasure, now pain. Next week: Dozens of deep welts.

Wade has been sentenced to three days of pain and now receives the worst pain of all — a slash-like whipping up and down his torso, front and back. Watching, you can almost feel his pain as deep, red welts slowly ripen after each blow cuts into his perfect body. The whip master is highly skilled, hitting the same wounds three or four times, each blow worse than the last. Wade then hangs by his wrists for hours, knowing what's next. Next week: Crucifixion.

Wade stands naked in front of the man, his body covered with welts from his whipping. His day of torture has just begun. He will now spend six hours on the cross. His ankles are hooked to steel bars protruding from the wood. His arms are spread wide, making the pressure on his chest almost unbearable. Within an hour, he is gasping for breath and struggling desperately to shift his weight to a tolerable position. Next week: Five more hours to go.

As he enters his second hour on the cross, Wade thrashes in anger and screams in pain, vainly trying to free himself from the grip of the wood. The pain only worsens. By the third hour, Wade's perfect body is distorted, his lean muscles stretched and bulging. He forces his tortured legs and arms to hoist up his torso so he can breathe. Finally, his three days are over, but he will never be the same. Next week: College boy.