Before he is allowed to torture and fuck Alexander Ray, JD Phoenix must first prove he can take the pain as well as dish it out. His body is completely shaved, and he is strung up by his wrists, wearing only tight briefs. JD has never been whipped, but now his muscular back is lashed with a single-tail whip, from his shoulders to his waist. Then his briefs are ripped off and his bulbous ass is lashed even harder. He screams and shudders but takes the pain. “Is that all you got!” he bellows. Alcohol is misted on his wounds, bringing him to a new level of pain. Then, he is raised up on his tiptoes and lashed on top of his existing wounds. In the end, he hangs limp, moaning, covered with deep, red welts.

JD Phoenix thought the incredibly painful whipping of his back and ass was his “price for entry” to our dungeon. Now he finds out the front of his body must also pay a steep price before he is given access to our boys. Reduced to the status of a slave, JD is displayed naked, arms spread by chains overhead, ankles spread by a steel bar. His body, a human X, has been shaved, from pits to pubes, so his skin shows every lash. His big cock flaps about, its tip pierced with a “Prince Albert,” his balls painfully stretched by rubber rings encircling his scrotum. Then his chest, nipples, stomach and inner thighs are whipped with a riding crop, covering his smooth, well-shaped body with welts.