Haskell Holland is no stranger to pain. In fact, one might even consider him to be a pain slut. I wanted to test the direct connections between pain and pleasure wired in his brain. I begin by restraining him in a Max Cita straitjacket, making sure to buckle him up nice and snugly. Next, I suspend his body up by the straitjacket and tie his ankles up, creating a completely helpless situation. His feet, thighs and ass are quite vulnerable to me in this position - there is no where to hide. I use the snapping of rubber bands on the soles of his soft feet as a preamble to breaking out the whip...

Haskell Holland is no stranger to pain. In fact, one might even consider him to be a pain slut. I wanted to test the direct connections between pain and pleasure wired in his brain. I begin by restraining him in a Max Cita straitjacket, making sure to buckle him up nice and snugly. Next, I suspend his body up by the straitjacket and tie his ankles up, creating a completely helpless situation. His feet, thighs and ass are quite vulnerable to me in this position - there is no where to hide. I use the snapping of rubber bands on the soles of his soft feet as a preamble to breaking out the whip and the cane. It is truly the cane that I am more interested in (although, to be honest, I enjoy all implements used to create pain on the feet of a person). It is difficult to explain what a solid cane stroke on the bottom of the foot feels like, as it is quite intense, but let’s just say it’s searing pain. After delivering many strokes to Haskell’s soles, I begin to explore how his body responds to pain. It becomes very clear that Haskell is a masochist, as he squirts all over the floor from his suspended straitjacket position.