Alroon, in a trance of self-denial, inserts an 18mm sound into his cock, the steel invading his most sensitive flesh. His nipples, adorned with clamps, are zapped by electro stim, sending jolts of pain and pleasure coursing through him. He's edging, his balls heavy with unshed cum, but he resists. His daddy voice, a phantom in his mind, urges him on. "Not yet, boy," it commands. He's solo, but the presence of his unseen dominant is palpable. His cunt, as he likes to call it, clenches around the sound, his body betraying his resolve. He's torturing himself, pushing his limits, and when he finally cums, it'll be a masterpiece of self-control.