Oh my sissy slut looked rather dejected ,I am dressed much to his disappointment ,putting the toe of my boot into the crack of his ass ,get up boy ,with difficulty he manages ,still very tender from my treatment earlier .Bring me the play thing I told you look at earlier ,he blanched ,but obeyed .
Now slut boy is a pain slut ,he loves pain but he doesn't realize the extreme agony he will soon be experiencing ,I undo the wing nuts separating the plates ,handing him the top with the hole ,push your cock through ,it done he waits ,I take his cock ,bend over and blow on it just for the hell of it ,he emits a sigh of pleasure ,trying to push up to my mouth ,none of that ,so far he so good he's thinking ,he's getting hard again ,now the bottom plate ,hold it so your nuts are in-between them ,he is a tad hesitant
but follows orders ,I can see by the look on his face that he thinks he'll rather enjoy what is to follow
I run the bolts through ,turning the wing nuts tight ,he winces a bit as his nuts are starting flatten ,I give them a few more turns he is beginning to sweat ,uttering little groans ,I stop temporarily ,giving his hard cock a slap ,time for a little cock treatment ,the barbers strop just the ticket .I swing it hard ,his dick bounces ,before he can make a sound I nail it again ,surprise it begins to go soft Aw poor baby don't like that ? he mumbles it hurts real bad Miss ,uumm nothing yet ,slut boy we have just begun
I nails his cock again its now completely soft ,bright red ,another few turns of the wing nuts ,he's really sweating ,groaning loudly ,making noises ,garbled ,head tossing back an forth ,time for the restraining straps ,fastening them to the table ,leaving him standing ,an other couple of turns ,Now he's begging sobbing ,please stop please .

Poorr little baby I dig my nails into his member ,drawing blood ,another few straps with the leather strop ,he is screaming for help Master Mike he yells save me
No use slut he cant hear you oh and by the way the camera is shut off in this room ,I laugh oh you poor bastard