The boy kneels briefly in expectation which is soon followed by the buzz of the clippers which take his hair down to the skin. When the clipping is done Sir takes to the boy's chest with harsh blows. Sir's cock makes its way down the boys throat and Sir uses it to cut off the boy's air supply before continuing to face fuck him.
"But I'm a good puppy..." to which the boy replies, "you should see what he does with bad puppies!" which, of course, diverts Sir's attentions onto the boy who has been aiding in the puppy's torment. The boy laughs and whines as Sir tickles and punches him pausing only to torture the puppy's tits. When they've had enough Sir lets them double team his cock.
The boy and micropup (named not because of his small stature but because of his micro-member) stand chained to the ceiling apart from one another. Sir orders the boy to kick micropup in the balls and the pup bounces off the walls to avoid the punishment from the boy's harsh boot. Sir joins in on the fun, taking turns attacking each of the prisoners.
The boy, dressed in a filthy jockstrap and black gasmask is ordered to lie down in a military bodybag. Once inside Sir pisses on him but, of course, that is not enough for Sir and Sir also pisses a little into the boy's air hose just before sealing the bodybag. Much to Sir's delight the boy has been holding in piss of his own.
The boy tries to squirm away from Sir's relentless hand but his restraints hold strong. Sir hits the boy's ass till the boy begs for him to stop, his voice piercing through the scene in a pleading whimper. Sir shows him mercy by switching gears into a long face fucking.
"Cold boy?" Sir asks as the prisoner's back comes into contact with the unforgiving steel web. Hands dressed in tight black gloves Sir reddens the prisoner's chest with a rapid barrage of thuddy blows. When the prisoner is good and warmed up Sir takes to fucking his face before turning him around to beat his backside. He tickles the prisoner to get him to open up the angles for his next string of attacks.
As the prisoner awaits his next scene he becomes horny and decides to edge himself. Since he is under order not to cum, he jacks off very slowly worried what the punishment might be for disobeying.
With the reality of his long term confinement looming over him the prisoner takes solace in a familiar touch. He struggles with the decision whether or not to enhance his experience with the firm hug of his cock sling which rolls in his impatient hand. Anticipation for what is to come shutters down his fingertips as he meticulously teases himself to keep his erection.
The prisoner, still tied to the spider web, is still plenty feisty and the puppy shows him no mercy as he tortures his feet. Laughter erupts along with pleading whimpers as puppy works to keep the prisoner's feet still, the caine stinging in sudden bursts. The prisoner refuses to hold still and puppy responds with distraction and unexpected strikes, making the prisoner dance with joyful fear. When the time comes to give the feet a rest puppy reverts biting, tickling, knife play and ball slapping.