Time again for the interrogation chair prisoner. He knows that that this means suffering for him, but then again this makes it even more fun for me. I have strapped him to the chair with some thick latex straps and pulled a hood over his head. He has been sitting like this in fear. Loosing track of space and time. He knows the pain can start anytime. Then I just become too restless watching his bound naked felsh like this. I walk in and play with his nipples while he breathes heavily under the thick hood. I take my time until I finally remove it. I put a leather blindfold on him. I cover hi... Show more