Fawn's tormentor beats the boy's stretched body mercilessly, first with the crop, then the flogger. No matter how Fawn squirms, the whip finds its target: his ass, his nipples, his abs. "Beg, boy, and it will stop," taunts the man with the whip. "Fuck you!" Fawn yells. "Fuck you!" Next week: He takes even more.