<strong>Slave 6</strong><br/><br/>The oldest slave so far, at 31, and the first male, Andy stood nervously in his restraints. Although far taller than the females, as well as more muscular than all but the gagged Amazon, the heavy shackles covering his body meant anything more than a slow and awkward shuffle even if the shackles were not linked to the bar overhead. The naked female flesh arrayed alongside had an obvious effect on the bulging leather pouch, the pained moan slipping past the ballgag hinting at the cruel spikes within.<br/><br/>Until being drugged by the kinky girlfriend he had called 'Mistress' after she found his 'limits' too restrictive for her tastes: bondage games and a little erotic pain were one thing, but her ideas went much too far with talk of piercings, saline injections and worse. This all had to be some elaborate practical joke, surely - people don't get sold into slavery for real now, do they? He shivered, seeing the whip marks on slave 2's back looked far too realistic.