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Riley's round ass strains against the ropes, bare and ready. Aiden Starr hovers close, cattle prod in hand, while the crowd watches Kendra locked down on the sybian. Her nineteen-year-old body shudders, legs pinned high so she cannot lift her cunt off the buzz. Three clamps bite each tit. Ramon keeps shoving her hips down, and every time she comes, Aiden drags the prod across Riley's pale skin. Riley’s one rule is simple: no orgasm without permission. Kendra has three, none of which she can remember when the machine forces another climax out of her tight body. The shocks keep coming until both girls are shaking, but the rules of the house are finally beaten into them. Later, Ramon spots Kendra resting in perfect posture and holds the collar just above his cock. She crawls after it into the darker corners, throat working while she slurps drool off the floor and begs strangers to empty their balls in her ass. When the collar is offered on the condition she hold her orgasms, she fails again, coming hard around the dick buried in her ass. Humiliated, she spreads herself open so the whole party can study the fresh gape. Across the room the swingers are fully unleashed—Sahara Rain and her boy toy flip positions mid-fuck, couples swap, bi mouths open wherever a cock or cunt appears, rope suspends one lucky sub upside-down, and the power tools keep grinding. Meanwhile Kendra and Riley are called back for the final test: an all-out orgasm contest. Bound, beaten, and dripping, they race to see whose cunt will be used up first. Crops slap their clits, fists stretch them wide, asses grind down on their faces, and hot loads paint their cheeks while the audience counts every involuntary spasm. The collar waits for the winner.