Private Hurt - bab 5

Darren looks great spread-out on the X-cross, his abs sucked in tight, his pecs and lats straining on either side of his deep armpits. He arches his back and flexes his massive arms and legs, but the leather cuffs binding him, attached with padlocks to the cross, won't give. “Why are you doing this to me?” Darren asks when Jared walks in, naked. “You are just as young as me,” he adds, admiring his racks impressive physique. Darren wonders if the beautiful young man was once captured and hurt himself. “Did they brainwash him? Are they trying to brainwash me, too?” he asks himself, but the questions fade from his mind as hurt of the whip takes over. Next week: Flogged and greased.