Carpenter's Revenge

The stocky blond grips the heavy wooden plank, slamming it down hard across the exposed ass of the brown-haired one strapped to the workbench, his hole already reddening from the first strikes. Another stocky man, clean-shaven and waiting his turn, watches as the board bites deeper, his own hands gripping a rusted wrench. The workshop’s tools hang unused, but the bench stays firm, holding them all in place.