The dungeon of Master Henry's vast country estate was dark, frigid, damp, and filled with screams of men in unimaginable agony... and, at times, ecstasy. Master Henry had about fifty male slaves. It was his birthday in two weeks, and he always had a big orgy to celebrate with only five of his best slaves. They had to earn the pleasure of his company by enduring great pain. Master Henry was a physician; if any of his slaves were injured, he could easily care for them himself. So he gave himself a lot more things that he could do to his slaves.

One of the slaves he was looking forward to testing was a particularly stubborn one that he had just acquired a week or so earlier. The young man had endured several minor punishments, gradually escalating in severity and complexity, for various infractions and disobedience. This was going to be his most difficult time yet... Master Henry was determined, not only was he going to break him once and for all, but he would be in his birthday orgy, no matter what he had to do...

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