In a cramped, dimly lit room, teens are secured to a St. Andrew's cross, their bodies taut and vulnerable. A disciplinarian wields a whip, snapping it against their flesh, leaving angry welts. The girls gag on their gags, drool dripping down their chins as they're pushed to their limits. Yet, their eyes betray a spark of pleasure, a hunger for more, as they're punished for their imagined transgressions.