Gusta202020's slave is ready, feet bound, knees slightly bent, awaiting his master's touch. The room echoes with the sound of leather creaking as Gusta selects a paddle, his eyes never leaving the slave's trembling form. The first strike lands, a sharp crack followed by a low moan from the slave. The master works his way up the slave's body, each spank leaving a red mark, the slave's cries growing louder, his cock straining against his bindings, desperate for release, but he knows he must beg for it, and Gusta will make him wait.