Master Samuel watches, aroused, as the dual mistresses defile Ares, who's restrained in a harness. April's glistening strap-on disappears into Ares' stretched asshole, while Riot's juices drip onto the sissy's face. The room echoes with Ares' muffled cries of pleasure-pain, intermingling with the wet sounds of penetration and the sharp cracks of the crop against flesh. The mistresses' high heels click on the hardwood floor as they switch places, ensuring Ares' complete submission to their kinky whims.