Our latest Bound Up Boy gets tortured by Master DJ. Hot 18-year-old Bobby is the newest slave-boy to get a taste of DJ's lashings. Shackled to the X-cross, Bobby's dick is sticking straight at attention; he is clearly intrigued at the thought of being tortured. First, Bobby gets whipped and then throttled by the riding crop. His chest gets bright red quickly, and his tight thighs turn pink from the pounding. His swollen cock softens at the sound of DJ's insults and soon he is begging for it to stop.

After a killer opening whip scene, DJ now butters his hand up with lube and starts stroking Bobby's cock. The boy is hard in no time - he closes his eyes and lets out a soft moan. DJ leaves Bobby to struggle for some time before returning. Bobby is exhausted, tugging at the wrist bindings with his entire body weight. He is sore and thirsty from having the gag on so long. When DJ unleashes the boy's arms and legs, he doesn't even try to get away, he is so worn out. DJ turns Bobby around so his chest faces the X-cross. He re-attaches the bindings and starts whipping the smooth, hairless butt.

DJ gets whip on as he dishes out the lashings onto Bobby's back and butt. The whimpers turn to sharp cries of pain as Bobby's backside turns from tan to a deep scarlet. DJ can't resist grabbing onto Bobby's lucious butt, and he squeezes hard as Bobby moans, unable to resist the touch of his master. Later, DJ unshackles his boy and moves him to a wooden chair, where he intricately ties Bobby into an exposed position. DJ rubs his riding crop up and down the shaft of Bobby's cock as it springs to life. The boy is practically drooling with anticipation and you can see the glint of pre-cum spewing from his dick.

The whipping subsides as Bobby's dick grows hard. DJ puts his stiff riding crop aside and begins to loosen the knots on his slave boy's arms and legs. Once free, he escorts Bobby to the table, lying him chest up. Bobby's cock doesn't soften at all, he is clearly excited for the next round of torture. DJ loops ropes around in an intricate display of knots, finally attaching his slave's arms and ankles to a large metal ring hanging from the ceiling. Once secure, DJ presses a button and Bobby's entire body ascends into the air, exposing the boy's perfect ass. A round of butt torture is up next.

The lashings from DJ's riding crop make deep red indentations on Bobby's smooth, round ass. His whimpers grow weaker and weaker as his time suspended from his wrists and ankles begins to wear on him. Looking like a calf ready for slaughter, Bobby's body goes limp the moment DJ lowers the electric suspension mechanism and his bones rest on the padded table. Not wasting a moment, DJ grabs the slave-boy's dick and leads him to the spanking bench, propping his knees and elbows carefully so as to support the boy's weak body. DJ once again ties up Bobby's wrists and calves, this time ready to do some damage with his many dildos. The steel-balled dildo makes it's way in first, getting one, two, then three successively thicker balls inside the slave's tight crack. Next week: Will he swallow all five?

Bobby's tight little hole is being stretched beyond the limit as DJ pops another steel ball inside. But before the final enormous ball is forced in, Bobby gives a sign that it's too much. As punishment, DJ leaves the steel dildo inside Bobby's swollen ass and he is forced to keep it there. Just as Bobby lets go and breathes a sigh of relief, DJ is already back behind him, greasing up a 12-inch rod and plunges the head into Bobby's pucker. He grunts with surprise, and DJ begins wrenching the molded dick stick further and further down the chute until Bobby can take no more and begs for it to stop.

The conclusion. Bobby breathes a sigh of relief, knowing that any surprise DJ brings cannot be any worse than the giant dildo his ass just swallowed. But when DJ returns, he is leading hot young muscle boy Lance by the cock over to Bobby's helpless body. Throwing on condom, Lance can only grin at the gaping hole his dick is about to enter. "Fuck him good for me," taunts DJ, and Lance wastes no time shoving his member deep into Bobby's chute. Springing to life, Bobby's dick strains against the cockring and the wood of the fuck bench he is tied to. Moaning and bucking in rhythm with Lance's every thrust, Bobby pleads, "Please let me cum!" DJ returns, pulls Lance's dick out of his slave's butt, and shackles him to the X-cross. Untying Bobby, DJ tells him to jerk off and cum. Bobby's hand has barely stroked the rock-hard flesh of his own dick before it erupts with a geyser of hot slave boy spunk.