Marshall is in a state of near shock, his chest and abs still throbbing from the single tail, when the guard matter-of-factly turns him around, cuffing his wrists in front of the X-cross. "You can't whip me," Marshall mutters. "It hurts too much." Marshall screams and squirms as the whip cuts into his muscular back and beautiful ass. When it's all done, he's brought back before the judge in public court, naked, bruised and humiliated.