In the dimly-lit dungeon, young victims are arranged, bound and helpless, their eyes darting nervously. A stern voice commands, "Begin," and they're forced to pleasure themselves, their bound fingers tracing desperate patterns on their slick, needy flesh. The room fills with their whimpers and the wet sounds of their fingers dipping into their tight, virgin holes. They're made to watch each other, their eyes wide with fear and arousal as they're punished, their bodies trembling with each lash of the leather.