Part Three

This unworthy piece of dirt is only good for one thing, providing a solid target for me to crack my whip at and kick with my big shiny boots. Indeed sinking my nails into his pathetic little balls and hearing the panic in his voice is just barely sweet enough for me to withhold from ripping them off and shoving them up his ass. Today he is hanging up to dry. The cage has been his lounge for a vicious cock whipping and it will remain so until I am done having mine. First the cattle prod; It is true rapture to watch him thrash and hear him howl after that brief “ZZZ”. So... Show more