In a dimly lit dungeon, slave Wodan is the center of a twisted, kinky ritual. His cock, hard and vulnerable, is the canvas for his Master's cruel art. Thick bundles of stinging nettles are carefully placed around his shaft, the tiny hairs delivering a relentless, agonizing sting. His Master, Cbt-Louis, watches, his own cock hardening at the sight of Wodan's suffering. Wodan's cries fill the room, but his Master is unmoved, instead, he increases the intensity, applying more nettles, ensuring the pain is all-consuming. Wodan's cock, a deep shade of crimson, twitches and throbs, his body's futile attempt to escape the relentless torment. His tears flow freely, but he dares not beg for mercy, for that would only invite more punishment.