The prisoner swings back and forth as the pressure begins to build in his face. His boots strapped are to the ceiling and his arms bound up by his chest as Sir teases his cock, foreshadowing the tease to come. Lubing up his gloved hand Sir prepares to violate the prisoner's ass as the prisoner rocks helplessly upside down.
Standing like a mighty tree the prisoner's cock remains hard enough to pop. Sir teases the tip which is already over stimulated and then he begins to reinsert the dong into the prisoners ass, making him move against his restraints. Sir's hand goes full force on the prisoner's cock till it becomes too much and showers of cum flood out and drench his thighs.
In a long leather, chain, and straight jacket suspension the prisoner lies back with his cock standing at full attention. He squirms against his bindings and awaits whatever evil Sir has planned for him. After a long period of anticipating Sir begins to finger the prisoner's ass making the prisoner squirm more violently and moan with each stimulation.
Securely confined in a straight-jacket, the prisoner has no chance of escape from the start. And he's naked from the waist down so his cock hangs out ready to be manhandled. Sir Pan lays the prisoner flat on the gurney and his cock goes hard immediately. He slowly prepares to raise the prisoner into the air where he will be at the full mercy of Sir Pan's devious whims.
Still wet from his golden shower the boy continues to service Sir's rock hard cock. He braces himself against the bars of the cell as Sir forces him to deepthroat his cock. With long snowy bursts Sir covers the boy in his cum, wiping his hand off on the boy's head.
The boys eyes are transfixed on Sir as he orders him to open up and deep throat his nightstick. The boy is then bent over the prison toilet and made to take a beating to his junk and ass. Sir then face fucks the boy but instead of cumming he showers the boy in piss.
Arms suspended from the ceiling, helpless to endure Sir's intentions the boy is quickly bombarded by rapid, feather-light touches. His protestations go unregistered as the fingertips work his body until finally he is out of breath and red in the face. Sir embraces the boy as he tries to regain his breath.
Right after the little stinger whip is finished being made it's turned on it's creator. Sir restrains the puppy and gives him hell with one fierce sting after another. Puppy's playful attitude and unrelenting cuteness doesn't save him from Sir's swift hand as welt after welt is painted onto his body in fluid strokes.
The boy is helplessly strapped down to the gurney and Sir is going to make the most of it. The leather strap slaps down on his reddening ass but the boy's moans are barely audible through the bondage tape mask. Then Sir makes him protest by striking his ass with the welting ball which builds up a fury of deep red hot pain. When the boy can't take any more Sir returns to the strap and finishes with a face fucking.
Face down and struggling to writhe under the control of the tight bondage belts the boy tries to squirm away from the cold sting of Sir's reaver as it traces his body. He lets out stifled moan after moan, his voice dampened by the bondage tape secured around his head. Sir takes a welting ball off the wall, a promise for a future deep and penetrating sting, and a leather strap which slaps the boys ass without mercy.