Jason was sitting on a chair behind Mark, and nodded in thanks to the hooded man before he left. Jason got up and removed the parachute... only to put it back on, with still another weight added to it.

With all of the weights added to his balls and nipples, in between the vicious whipping, and the long-drawn-out denial sessions, Jason was pleasantly surprised that Mark lasted so long. His nipples currently had seventy-five pounds on each nipple, and his balls had fifty pounds. That was the most Jason intended to put on them - for now. He wanted to se how much he could take.

Each whipping, between the denial sessions, was twenty-five lashes, except the cat o' nine tails, which Jason administered fifty lashes. Jason got up and began massaging his back, enjoying the moans of pain at his touch. Mark's back had to be burning, and the massaging only would make things worse with the way Jason worked his hands. After a while, he moved in front and again began tormenting Mark's nipples. Clover clamps, Jason knew, could handle a lot of weight. Jason spent more time on his nipples than before, making the weights swing and pull, enjoying Mark's cries of pain. They semed to be constant as Jason continued his torment.

Jason knelt and the slightest touch of his hand seemed to get Mark actually begging him not to touch him. Jason smiled with glee and caressed Mark's cock, once again bringing him to the brink of orgasm several times. He had to admire his skills. It took a lot to get Mark hard with so much pain, but he managed to do it. When his cock was hard, Jason reached into the nearby bag and pulled out a small rod. It was about a quarter-inch thick, metal, ridged. Jason pulled back Mark's foreskin and presssed the rod against him, and gently slid the rod into Mark's urethra. It was only a partly in, just enough to enjoy Mark's horror and reaction to this new pain, relishing the automatic stiffness of Mark's body. Jason continued to slide the rod in, just a bit more. This continued for quite a while, and Jason enjoyed the reaction Mark gave to this pain growing worse and worse. At times, Jason would twist and turn the rod, rather than move it up and down. That must have hurt like hell, and Mark reacted accordingly. After this, Jason started withdrawing the roc, which seemed to slowly give Mark some kind of false sense of security that this was over. Of course, Jason never withdrew the rod completely, and slowly fucked his urethrea with the rod, twisting and turning it as he moved it up and down his shaft. The speed increased as time went on, making the pain worse. Finally, Jason was satisfied and inserted the rod until it reached the base of Mark's cock, still leaving about two inches outside.

Perfect for the electrricity later, Jason thought.

Jason reached into the bag again and pulled out a metal cock ring. This ring was able to be tightened with a screw. He slid it over Mark's cock and attached it to the base, slowly tightening it. As it grew tighter, Jason stared up at Mark's eyes, watching as they widened and filled with tears of pain as the spikes from the inside of the cock ring made their presence known. At the natural response of the cock going slightly limp, Jason worked again to torment the cock with denial, and then fucked it with the rod again. Not really able to keep the cock erect enough to have the spikes be that much of a torment, Jason began licking and biting Mark's cock more fervently than before, and finally he began sucking. As Mark's cock finally hardened, Jason turned the screw on the ring and the spikes dug in. Despite the wish to go limp, Mark's cock seemed unable to do so, locked in place it seemed, by the rod.

That was Jason't plan.

Jason pulled out something else from the bag, something that made Mark's blood run cold. A large dildo, about three feeet long, and four inches wide. It was metal, with ridges... and tiny metal rounded studs in between the ridges.

Jason stood up and presented it to Mark, licking his lips. He twirled it around, slowly so that Mark could see the gooodies that were on it, then walked behind him, twirling the dildo like a baton.

Jason knlt down and started inserting a finger into Mark's rectum. He massaged his prostate, and smiled at Mark's tormented, humiliated, ashamed sobs. Jason took his time, inserting two fingers, then three, then four, and by the time he did that, was able to insert the dildo without much resistance - at least the physical kind from his rectum. Mark's own cries and body movements of course conveyed plenty of resistance. Just how Jason wanted it.

Again, Jason took his time, inserting only a little of the dildo at a time, ensuring that Mark would feel the pain every moment. Jason did the same as he did with the rod, twisting and turning it at various moments, rather than fucking him directly. Oh, yes, the pain must have ben overwhelming. But Jason continued to make it worse, and slowly began fucking him with the dildo, then increasing his speed, until Mark was constantly begging him to stop.

But Jason didn't stop. He made it hurt worse by fucking and twisting the dildo at the same time. He continued this for a good long while - or maybe it only seeemed to be a long while to Mark who was forced to endure this torture.

The dildo of course was not meant to be fully inserted. Jason fucked him with it and finally let it rest about a foot and a half in. Jason took a break, allowing Mark to recover and adjust to this new situation he was in. Jason brought the bag behind Mark so he couldn't see what was coming next.

Jason put on a pair of soft leather gloves. Against the skin, the leather would feel rather nice, sensual, seductive.

At least, the outside, on the back of the hand. On the inside of the hand, however, were riny rounded metal studs all over the palms.

Jason got up and walked in front of Mark again, and caressed Mark's nipples with the back of his hands, both nipples at once, rather than one at a time like he had been doing. Jason knew this would drive Mark crazy. With how sore they no doubt were, it was a confusing sensation to have this soft leather against them. Even though the clamps and weights were still on, Jason focused his attention on the areas around the nipples, knowing how arousing that was for him. He stared into Mark's eyes, unfeeling, until he saw them fill with renewed pain, no doubt as he felt the spikes from the cock ring dig in again.

Jason knelt again, and already Mark seemed to be pleading for him not to touch him. Jason smiled and caresed Mark's cock with the back of his hand, tightening the cock ring as he managed to make the cock harder even a little. Then Jason focused on the denial again, seductively caressing his shaft, and sucking his cock longer than he had before. He loved to hear Mark's sobbing. He savored it.

Jason stopped and caressed Mark's horribly stretched balls. The sot leather had to feel interesting on them. Jason listened and observed Mark's body as he reacted to the stiimulation, and then gave him the surprise.

Jason turned his hand and began softly caressing Mark's poor balls with the studded part of the glove. He caressed him ever so gently, and enjoyed Mark's fear and dread as revealed by his body's movements and sounds. After a while, when Mark was moaning in torment, Jason would squeeze his balls, ever so lightly, for only a second. It was just to give him a heads-up as to what awaited him. Jason continuedcaressing Mark's balls, then squeezing them again, and after a while, the squeezing would be tihter and last longer,

Jason waited until the right time when Mark was in complete torment before he finally squeezed his balls with one hand, tighter than ever. This time, he did not let go for more than thirty seconds. Jason stopped, and removed his hand. He gave Mark a chance to "recover" as best he could, before squeezing again, tighter and squeezing longer than before.

Jason did this many times, until finally he decided that it was the right time. He smacked Mark's balls with full force, waited, smacked again, waited, and again.

Jason enjoyed this very much. In fact, it must have lasted two hours just with the smacking. After a while, he tightened the cock ring, even though Mark's cock was understandably limp, and Jason squeezed Mark's cock, allowing him to taste the studs on his cock. He did this several times, and smacked his cock a few times as well, then paused, and smiled. With one hand, he squeezed Mark's balls, and with the other, he squeezed his cock, both at the same time. After several minutes of this, Jason pulled Mark's cock and balls, and twisted them, but never released them. Mark's screams rang through Jason's ears like the sweetest sounds he'd ever heard. After a while, Jason laughed softly and decided to move Mark's still-squeezed balls, making the weights swing.

Jason savored the agony he put Mark in. The text messages, the nude photos, the credit card receipts, the phone calls... they all lashed through Jason's mind, along with the constant denials. Finally following Mark to the restaurants, the bars, the hotels... and more denials. Until finally he confronted them both in the middle of that restaurant where he had the nerve to take him on their first date.

Alll those denials were why Jason decided to focus so much on the denial of orgasms. They were just a metaphor, a physical manifestation of the torture Jason had endured with Mark's denials of the affiars. It wasn't just one guy, either. There were several.

Jason was having his say, and there was nothing Mark could do about it.

After a long time of squeezing, smacking, pulling and twisting with the studded glove, Jason seemed to have had enough. He got up and sat down in the chair behind him, pndering what he shoud do next.

Burn marks were permanent, that was why Jason chose to avoid things like cigaretes for now. He wondered if he should whip Mark's cock and balls, or if he should wait until after... he electricity...

The people who ran the hostel had provided several things which could torture with electricity. The ddildo, the rod, even the cock ring, the clover clamps, they could all be used to shock with the right ingenuity. When they asked Jason the tools he would like, they suggested a cattle prod. This way, it could shock whatever aread it was applied to without clamps, wires, or anything else. They also gave him a rheostat, in case he wanted to electrify the rod and/or dildo, and suggested he could even apply clamps to his balls and they could shock them.

In fat, they demonsttrated on another unfortunate prisoner how one could create a circuit which would run from the sounding rod, into and out of the cock, through the balls, throuh the rectum, and back, in a continuous agonizing shock as long as the current was on.

Jason got up and brought the rheostat over to Mark, attaching a clamp to the end of the sounding rod. He attached alligator clamps to both of Mark's balls, and then attached a cord to the end of the dildo. Finally, to ensure the circuit would be continuous, Jason clamped Mark's big toe. This would stop the current from going out to the floor.

Jason got the chair and set it in front of Mark. He wanted to see his agonized face when he did this. Electricity was the thing that caused the most amount of pain in all of the prisoners Jason had tormented before this. He'd received personal instructions from a torturer in Equatorial Guinea who specialized in this.

Shocks would never last shorter than thirty seconds. But you would have to wait at least thirty seconds before you could shock again. The true beauty of the shocks were that just because the current was turned off, did not mean the pain stopped. It subsided a little, but it never went away. And depending on where on the body you chose to shock the person, the shocks could last for hours without any thirty-second breaks.

But Jason decided to work Mark over gradually. He set the voltage to a mild setting, one that actually could give pleasure, and allowed that to last for a few minutes, watching as Mark's tormented face grew to be pained as he couldn't help but move, making the weights swing and pull once again. Jason turned off hte current as he noticed the tell-tale signs of an upcoming orgasm. He smiled at Mark's frusrated reaction. It was delightful! The frustration was clear! Jason waited for longer than the thrity seconds, watied until Mark's body seemed able to take another shock without cumming.

Jason continued this for hours, allowing him to deny Mark many times. At some points, Jason actually tightened the cock ring, and due to the stimulation, it was able to make its presence more felt than ever without allowing his cock to go limp. Even if it did, it would be aroused again by the electricity.

Now came the fun part. As Jason continued with the mild, pleasurable shock, he switched the voltage up a bit to cause pain. It was still mild pain, but enough to send a message to Mark that this could, if Jason wished, get much worse to endure. Jason allowed the painful voltage to last for thirty seconds before turning it down back to the pleasurable setting. He did this many times, each time increasing the voltage of the painful shocks. Finally, Jason turned off the shock entirely. He waited for five minutes, watching as Mark reacted in torment. Then Jason turned the current on again.

This time, it was a fiery burst of pain, rather than the pleasurable massaging, that flew into Mark's cock, balls, and ass. Try as Mark did, he was unable to remain still, and jerked his body, making the weights swing wildly as he screamed.

Jason allowed the shock to last for five minutes, surprising even himself with that level of cruelty, before turning the current off.

(the next shock will be higher voltage)