Tenderizing the Boy Meat

Kasey’s got Miles cuffed and shackled to the CBT throne. Hands run over his chest, thighs, cock, and finally his open mouth, checking what’s there to use. A ball gag fills Miles up and the wooden paddle starts on his legs, heavy and steady. The zap hits next, sharp and quick, and Kasey’s grin widens every time Miles flinches. Crop lands across his chest and back, then the flogger swings in, turning that pale skin red. Miles ends up face-down on a mattress, wrists and ankles cinched tight. The big paddle slams across his ass, followed by another crackle of electricity. Flogger comes back, strikes again and again. Fingers slide into his hole, then Kasey drives in hard with the strap-on. Miles sucks cock right after, tasting himself on it, before Kasey steps away and leaves him spent. Rolled onto his back, Miles is made to lick Kasey’s feet. His own cock gets used until he’s begging; Kasey lets him finish, then straddles his face, Hitachi pressed tight, coming hard while Miles gasps underneath.