Riley is strapped to the bondage pole set up against the wood wall roughly spread-eagle, ass and back facing out, with layers of hemp rope binding his wrists, ankles, and hips. Watching him move around testing his bounds is great, but we know J.J. has other plans. J.J. walks in to briefly tease Riley with the little black single-tail, brushing his body and getting a feel for the layout. J.J. proceeds to ‘stripe’ poor Riley’s back and ass, thick red welts from shoulders to ass-cheeks, in classic fashion. J.J. rubs his boy down, appreciating his artwork, as Riley moans in slow agony. Simple pleasures.