In the dimly lit dungeon, Kings Calvin and Mark, bound in red and green, await their Christmas torment. King Calvin, the dominant, grins wickedly as he selects a thick, candy cane-like cane from his sack. He orders King Mark, the submissive, to worship his feet, licking and caressing his boots. King Calvin then runs the cane along King Mark's chastity-encased cock and balls, teasingly. The first strike lands, a red line blooming across King Mark's flesh. He moans, his cock twitching against its cage. The game of pain and pleasure continues, King Calvin's strikes precise, King Mark's moan's crescendoing with each impact.