In the dimly lit dungeon, the Skavenvotze brand of CBT unfolds. A naked, muscular bottom is secured to a St. Andrew's Cross, his cock and balls painfully stretched and bound. The Dom, a towering figure in leather, wields an array of implements, each touch sending electric shocks of pleasure-pain through the bound man's body. A flogger's tails dance across his skin, leaving red welts that pulse with heat. Then, the Dom brings out the clover clamps, the cold metal sending a shiver down the sub's spine before the excruciating, delicious pressure takes over.