In his dimly lit dungeon, Frenchmaleslave meticulously prepares for his bizarre ritual of self-flagellation. He secures himself to a sturdy chair, his hands bound behind him, and begins to caress his balls, already heavy with anticipation. The air grows thick with the scent of leather and sweat as he starts to apply increasing pressure, his breathing deepening with each squeeze. His cock twitches, betraying his arousal despite the pain, as he continues his cruel, self-imposed cbt, his moans echoing in the empty room.