Trenton Ducati looks over his new, ungrateful plaything writhing on the floor, completely wrapped in thick black plastic. This little fucker tried to get away from his clutches! He decides to unwrap his present, revealing a terrified Wesley Woods, bound at his wrists and ankles. Trenton expects absolute obedience from Wesley, fucking his face and pulling his balls to the sky as an illustration. Of course, Trenton is a humane tormentor, so he drags a chain-leashed Wesley to a disgusting toilet for a toilet break. Trembling as he urinates, Wesley wets the edge of the toilet bowl. Trenton punishes the captive stud with a hornets nest of hits from the crop. He bends Wesley over the bowl and makes Wesley use his tongue to clean up the mess. Wesley submits to the humiliation and learns to appreciate his masters discipline as Trenton rains down flog after flog. Wesley goes face-down, ass-up for Trentons massive cock and a takes a gallon of cum all over his face. Hell never try to run away again.