Chris, a man of many talents and even more desires, decides to satisfy his craving for a bit of pain with pleasure. He strips down to his boxers, the cool air of the room raising goosebumps on his skin. With a deep breath, he bends over, his hands gripping the edge of the table for support. The first smack of his hand against his ass sends a shockwave through him, the pain mingling with pleasure in a dance as old as time. He continues, each strike leaving a reddened mark, his breathing growing heavier, his cock straining against the fabric of his underwear.