Isaac is terrified. He is blindfolded, in total darkness, his balls clamped in a steel vice attached to a winch, which Axel Johnson now ratchets up, the boy to arch off the table as his balls are stretched. Then, suddenly, the cane strikes the bottom of his feet, then his inner thighs, then his stretched ball sack! Oh, god, it hurts! Then Axel whips Isaac’s hairless torso and legs with a cat-o’-nine tail. The boy is now nearly hysterical, but god does he look good, his muscular yet boyish body quivering and throbbing as he cries through his gag.