Private Hurt- Chapter 9

Jared just can’t get enough of this amazing boy’s ass, legs and feet. He smacks them randomly with the riding crop, making Darren flex and squirm, jumping with each sudden smack of hurt. Then Jared lets him dose off, finally getting some rest. He wakes up to find himself stretched on a long, narrow wooden rack, his arms up over his head, his ankles chained at the other end. Plus there’s something unexpected: His loosely chained feet rest on a spring stretched between two posts. “What’s this? What are you going to do?” he asks Jared when the young man appears – still naked except for his boots. Then Darren sees the electrodes in Jared’s hands. God, no. Next week: Streeeetched.