Levy Foxx is flipped over onto his stomach, legs and arms spread to the corners of the torture table. “I’m sorry!” he says pitifully as prison guard Martin Thorn shows him a massive, ridged butt-plug that will soon impale his virginal ass. Martin leaves the boy impaled by the massive phallus then uses a riding crop on his calves and the soles of his feet, making Levy shriek. Martin then switches to a short flogged, beating the boy’s back, ass and thighs, using the whip’s handle periodically to shove the butt-plug all the way in. The flogging continues for what seems like hours. With just enough slack to squirm and flex, Levy puts on quite the show.
