Scotty's boss at the restaurant told him to never enter a customer's house; you never know what might happen. But, since it's such a cold evening and Jared seems so friendly, Scotty accepts an invitation to wait by the fire and have a cup of coffee. He knows he's made a huge mistake when, after just a few sips, he feels dizzy. Such a beautiful boy; this is going to be fun. Next week: Beating with the crop.

Scotty looks up at his tormentors, pleading silently with his big brown eyes for mercy. The look of lust on the big man's face is all the answer he needs. He knows he will suffer more, but he never imagined that something as common as wooden clothespins could deliver so much agony. As his pecs are ringed with pins, Scotty thinks no pain could be worse. Then the man pulls them off. Next week: Firm young ass.

Still groggy, Scotty is bolted face-first against a concrete wall. He tests the steel cuffs around his wrists ankles, but he can't get free or even turn his body. Soon his perfect little ass and his long, lean back are covered with welts. Next week: Choked chicken.

Scotty's whipping intensifies, leaving his ass and back striped red. "Show me some cum, and we'll let you go," Jared says as he uncuffs Scotty and lowers him to the ground, smiling as he plays with the prone boy's balls. Scotty complies, pumping out a huge load of cum. "Can I go home now?" he asks, his dick still dripping. "I won't tell anyone." Jared replies by wrapping his powerful hands around Scotty's throat. Next week: Chest whipping.

"You fucking said I could go!" Scotty screams, his voice shaking with rage and despair. He is back against the wall, this time facing outward, his arms and legs spread, his naked body completely vulnerable, his dick covered with dried cum. The man alternately whips then gropes him, enjoying the smooth firmness of his hairless chest, belly and dick. "I collect beautiful things," the man tells him. "And you are mine." Next week: Gut punching.

Scotty is still bolted to the wall when Jared returns. Jared strokes Scotty's torso, then delivers a violent punch to his solar plexus. The beating is unrelenting: solo, hard punches followed by rolling blows up and down Scotty's torso. Scotty slumps and moans, but Jared forces him upright and starts punching again. Next week: Upside down.

Scotty is a broken boy. He lies passively as Jared attaches a strange, boot-like device to his ankles and a steel spreader bar to his wrists. He moans but doesn't resist as he is then hauled into the air, upside down. He cries out in pain as Jared whips him, but seems resigned to his fate. Then the man grabs him by his thick black hair and looks right into his eyes. "You are mine, boy," he says, stating the obvious. Next week: Jared pays for his sadism.