Drelectrode, bound in a snug spandex onesie, is trussed up and ready for a marathon solo session. Stockinged feet wiggle, nylon-clad legs strain against ropes as he's secured to a chair. His prize? A flesh-like machine waiting to devour him. With a flick of the switch, the Fleshlight slides up and down his throbbing cock, edging him closer to the brink. He moans, bound and at the mercy of the relentless machine, his body tensing and relaxing in sync with its rhythmic thrusts.