Galiel has been totally used. His arse aches from all the slapping and cock it’s taken, he can still taste their dicks in his mouth, the sweat, lube and cum drips from him as he’s roped up again to the punch bag. Master Kane watches and records the humiliation as Flecos works his magic, playing with the straining penis, rubbing the boy’s cock to make his precum flow like a stream from his glistening wet head. The boy cries out but no one will come to save him. Finally he’s permitted his release, his cum launching from his cock in thick lassos of pleasure, splashing over the dirty ground. Just when he thinks it might be over the torment returns, hands grasping his spent and tender penis, his helmet rubbed painfully until he’s near collapse!