At 23 years old, and having served in the South African army, Mike emigrated to the UK and quickly established himself in what is commonly regarded as one of the prime financial capitals of the World. I hooked him posing as a head-hunter operating out of the Canary Whalf complex. Establishing that secrecy is paramount if he is to win the job I arranged to meet Mike one lunch time near his office. I then set about stringing him along, persuading him to accompany me and another candidate to an office where the selection process would be carried out.

With the prospect of a huge wage increase dangled in front of him Mike was easily persuaded to go with 2 strange men to a secluded office building, without telling anyone where he was!

Watch the way that Mike, thinking that it's part of some joke, plays along to begin with. He so desperately doesn't want to look a fool he pretty much let's us get away with stripping him... like fucking him is all part of the selection process! Sucker!
After he half-jokes that he's going to get his lawyers onto us it's well after we've got the prat totally naked, and wearing viscious nipple clamps, that he finally realises that there really is no job, and Jake and I have no concern whatsoever for his comfort or dignity.

By this stage poor Mike is too tied up to be able to escape. Mouth securely filled with an unforgiving ball-gag all he can do is spit "Fuck Orfff!" at us in that sexily-dumb accent of his. That just makes it all the more fun for Jake and I while fingering his cute little straightboy hole, spanking his creamy round arse and handling his steadfastly flaccid hetero-cock and hot young balls.

Mike- naked, wrists tied behind his back, suspended from the ceiling, leg spreader strapped between ankles. You'd think he'd learnt by now to show some respect but from the start he's cursing us, pulling away from me when I go in for a little grope. He particularly hates Jake, telling him to fuck off. If there's one thing I can't stand it's a foul mouth so I whip out my evil nipple clamps to teach the cunt a lesson. Funny how the lightest touch on those things causes the most excrutiating pain. Watch and laugh as I soon have him angrily shouting his sincere apologies. To show his new found respect I allow him to wank our hardons through our clothes. The look of complete loathing on his face just makes my dick all the harder, particularly when he's servicing the hated Jake. Mike is utterly ashamed of himself throughout. A firm finger fucking later and the tosser is ready to have his anal virginity properly taken from him forever by my custom made vibrating dildo on a pole. Sadly for him his tight little straight boy hole is stretched widely and painfully, by my one-size-barely-fits-all device.

Incessant screaming and moaning can sometimes become annoying for a sadist so I get Mike well and truly gagged from the start here, knowing that a deeply humiliating session is planned for the hapless boy.

What an arse! Bent over naked, legs kicked apart, his creamy athletic thighs and buttocks make an exceptionally inviting target. The little tufts of black hair leading to his hole are irresistable so sadly for Mikey a firm rogering is soon under way. His flaccid hetero penis testament that he loathes every agonising second of this mind-blowing punishment. His torment is multiplied as I whack his sensitive pink cheeks with a thick leather strap at the same time as he is being porked.

For what we plan for Mike next we tie him across a very uncomfortable military medical bench. Mike cannot escape as Jake torments him, thrusting his smelly crotch into the hetero's face. This boy's tight hole is only used to traffic in the outward direction. It's often easy to forget how painful and gut-wrenchingly humiliating it is for straight-dopes like this to have something hard going in the other direction, until you see Mike's reaction to it. If you consider how filthy straight men are about their cocks and pissing imagine then how nauseating it must be for poor Mike to have to suck on my hard cock when shoved into his gob. I'm sure all the blowing he does here isn't for my benefit. I wonder how much longer it would've been before the tormented boy actually sick on it through his ordeal? Maybe next time eh Mike? Stay watching to the very end if you want to see a picture of real misery and despair.

One of the beauties of straight young men like Mike is that the mere fact of being naked for a couple of pervs like me and Jake is humiliating enough. Imagine then how the boy must feel to be totally exposed AND completely unable to defend himself as I enjoying owning and playing with his privates. After fondling him I bind them up with 2 tight elastic bands before systematically warming up his magnificent white globes with paddles and a flogger.

One toastey pair of pink cheeks later the dude is hung upside down. I wonder if they've started missing him back at his office?!

Mike didn't want to come back. He hated every second of his first Breeder Fuckers experience, but now he's desperate for money - and he's here, having signed his life away. To make matters worse, I'm going to top him. And I'm a very nasty man.

I make the hapless man stand nervously as I come at him with ropes... and suddenly, he's bound and helpless. Nowhere to go. I lash a rope between his teeth, and yank it through a pulley, immobilising him. Mike's at my mercy, and I'm not going to be nice. I grope his body through his clothes, feeling his shirt dampen as he sweats nervously. My cruel fingers roam over his firm chest, pausing only to pinch and twist his nipples, making him writhe in sudden, furious agony.

With a pair of scissors, I make short work of his smart suit, ripping it to shreds around his bonds, leaving the tough straight guy looking more vulnerable than ever. Yanking down his trousers and pants, I take advantage of Mike's naked cock, roughly mauling it at my leisure, before clamping a spreader bar onto his ankles. The dumb fuck has no way to defend himself now, no matter how much he wants to.

I play rough. I start by grabbing him by the cock and gut punching him... BAM.. BAM - blow after blow right into his hard belly. Mike struggles to catch his breath as he grunts angrily at me; I don't give a toss. I move on to a flogger, thrashing him with my full strength, each hit leaving a burning pattern of welts.

When I've really made the cunt sweat as he deals with the onslaught of flogging, I get vicious in a far more intimate and calculated way. I haul the rope even tighter so Mike is held on his tiptoes, staggering to keep his balance as I snigger at his predicament. As he realises exactly how difficult this will be on his leg muscles, I tie his cock painfully tight, and attach it to a chair.

Now Mike's shaking with effort and discomfort as he tries to find a way of standing that will make his aching body and cock hurt as little as possible... but it's useless. I have plans for this cock, and they're no fun for him.
I put my foot on the seat of the chair, slowly weighing it down, letting him realise just how agonising this could be for his tender, tied updick. All Mike can do is groan and yell into his rope gag.
I take an electric zapper, let him have it in the belly a few times, then go for the meat. ZAP! ZAP! I electrocute his naked cock and the terrified, trembling man screams like a stuck pig. My cock stiffens at the sight and sound of his painful predicament. I hurt his stretched out, sore meat some more with a whip and a cane, then slowly sit in the chair, my weight sinking comfortably down as Mike howls in agony. Unfortunately for him, it's only going to get worse...

Mike's body is aching before I even begin this session of cruelty. His wrists tightly bound to his ankles, his weight resting on his face, Mike is even more miserable when I jam a hook up his nose, tie it to a large anal hook, and commence the fun and games.

I bind his balls tightly, causing him to wince in fear, and start up my new toy - a very powerful little tank! How far can it stretch this straight cunt's testicles? As it powers across the room, dragging Mike's nuts into a painful looking stretch, Mike moans and wails in distress. The big baby seems to think the tank will rip his crown jewels right off - so I decide to up the ante and show him what pain is all about.

As the tank continues to tug excrutiatingly at his balls, I take a cane to Mike's pert, strained arse cheeks. Thwack! Thwack! As the nasty red stripes start to appear, he makes increasingly desperate yelps of pain. With each hit, Mike convulses and bucks, making me laugh as his jerky movements pull at the anal hook and hurt his arsehole even more.

His arse is really reddening now - the cunt is extremely sore, swearing his head off and biting his lip, his face flushed and sweaty. I pick up an even worse cane and lay into him with that too, leaving a few seconds in between strokes for him to absorb the whole impact of the pain I'm inflicting. "No more, no more!" he begs, pathetically. I carry on.

But crimson cane welts alone aren't enough to satisfy me. I pick up a burning candle and pour a generous puddle of wax all over his glowing, tenderised arse cheeks. With each scream of pain and curse word from Mike, I just laugh and drip on even more. His sensitive, sore bum is the perfect target for the searing hot candlewax, and no matter how much the little bastard struggles, he can't move an inch, and only hurts himself trying.

Screaming and pleading for me to stop, I demand he begs to suck my dick. Of course, it takes a whole new layer of painful wax on his arse for the straight prick to beg well enough, but finally he's rewarded with a mouthful of cock. Moaning and sucking around my hard meat, Mike pathetically tries to satisfy me with his tongue, trying to end the misery quicker. I just plough away at his mouth, sliding my erection in and out of his lips, getting off on the sight and sound of his distress.
Finally, I pull out and spray my cum all over his tearful face, making sure I rub it all in and get it in his disgusted mouth too. And then I leave him, slimy and sore, stiff with agony... and fear of what's to come.