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  • Warning: Spoilers
    I was eager to watch this bondage video due to the presence of two superstars performing several years after they had duly graduated from the fetish junk to mainstream Adult Cinema. Of course, a buck is a buck in the skin trade, but this lame exercise tarnishes rather than adds to their resumes.

    The untalented producer/director Joe Anton focuses on the stellar pair for about an hour, delivering repetitious and obnoxious sex tease and fetish content, then pads the show with about 20 minutes of a short subject featuring Mary Jane Green and Trisha Uptown as boring damsels in distress, and caps it off VHS style (even though made in 2010) with several more minutes of bloopers and trailers.

    Merely to adhere to IMDb dictates, I tagged my review with the Spoiler alert because Anton actually departs from convention (thousands of bondage/fetish videos where nothing of consequence happens) to provide a couple of twists and horror tropes. Sinn and Celeste have been lured to an audition as desperate young actresses for roles in a Public Service Announcement commercial, but are instead chloroformed by a creep who then fondles them and strips them, promising to deliver them white- slavery style to a client.

    Zero surprise as the horrible Jack Banner, a now deceased slob who has probably made more crummy bondage videos than anyone else in history, shows up as the client, boasting how he's purchased some power tools at Walmart and is hankering to use them to torture our heroines.

    Before Jack gets to do his thing, the girls are forced to have sex with each other (yeah, right), and Sinn even toys with the borderline between hardcore and soft-core porn by ably sucking on a strap-on dildo wielded by Celeste. The show's risqué content is also increased by split-beaver shots (not close-ups, however) of Celeste.

    SPOILER:

    Climax has Sinn managing to escape her bonds and turn the tables on the baddies, with a shock horror finish of both Jack and the goon's severed heads on display. Actual violence is strictly off-screen, part of the self-censorship endemic to these ridiculous fetish videos.

    If fans are supposed to identify with sadistic Banner (who murdered his meal-ticket star actress and committed suicide in real life), count me out.