Pretty-boy Joseph spends the night chained in the dungeon, naked, sleeping on an inclined X-cross, hanging from his wrists, his ankles spread and cuffed to the base of the cross. His morning alarm is a whip-blow to his abs. His twink “friend” Hunter flogs him, delivering blow after blow to his chest, stomach and thighs. Hunter is more confident now, making Joseph’s long, lean body jump and flex with each blow. Joe is stoic at first. The whipping clearly hurts but he absorbs the blows. Then a mist of hits his fresh wounds, taking him to a whole new level of pain. Harder whipping, clothespins to his nipples and balls, more whipping and more follow.
