In a dark dungeon jail, a 35-year-old man with a short black buzz-cut and angular jawline stands before a group of lewd torturers. His muscular, hairy body is on display, every inch shaved to perfection. The room is filled with the sounds of suffering, as he struggles against his chains, his face marked with shame and humiliation. As the torturers circle him, he feels the weight of his predicament—the knowledge that he's completely at their mercy. His hairy chest rises slightly as he takes a deep breath, but his heart pounds with fear. The air is thick with anticipation, and he knows that whatever comes next will be beyond anything he's ever experienced before.