In the dead of night, Ifoslave, the masturbating slave, surrenders to his primal urges. His cock, a thick, throbbing rod, demands attention. He grips it tightly, his fist a blur as it pumps up and down. The room echoes with the wet, slick sounds of flesh on flesh, his heavy balls slapping against his palm. A droplet of pre-cum beads at the tip, a testament to his growing desperation.