HARD. Afanasiy is from Siberia seeking better times in the city. Timur understands only too well and offers him an invitation to pain that he cannot refuse. While Afanasiy is a solid man, he feels the raw roughness of belt and strap, the unexpected hardness of rod and wooden paddle. In bursts of ten, twenty, thirty, he is hit fast, not always hard, sometimes surprisingly harder than one thinks. Afanasiy grips bench, chain and floor as thirty dozen bruising strokes find his ass and test his manhood.