⁣Kelly (Keisha Grey) is a troubled teen who's down on her luck. She's tired of the poor life choices she keeps making and is ready to start afresh. She's determined to make positive changes, which is how she came to meet Philip (Charles Dera), her counselor. With his gentle guidance and support, maybe she can finally find the forgiveness she desperately needs to move forward.

Today's online video session starts off like normal, with Philip pleasantly inquiring about how she's been. Although she's hesitant and initially dodges his questions, she can't hold onto her guilt any longer as she admits to spiraling out of control. She recently did something she's not proud of in order to fund her party lifestyle. She doesn't want to be THAT person anymore.

As soon as Kelly admits to her sins, she feels lighter than ever before. She can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Maybe everything's going to turn out okay after all...

But when Philip's warm, nurturing smile twists into something sinister, it's clear that her troubles have only just begun.

⁣Codi Vore and her husband Charles Dera gave their stepdaughter Coco Lovelock a VR headset for her 18th birthday, and they're wondering if she likes it. Codi and Charles decide to go to Coco's room to see if she's enjoying it.

The stepparents arrive at the doorway to Coco's room and sure enough, it turns out that Coco is on her bed and wearing the VR headset... and from the way she's making suggestive hand motions and then touching herself, it's clear that she's using the headset for virtual sex. Codi and Charles find themselves getting aroused, and sneak closer to Coco to get a better look. Coco hears them approach but pretends not to notice, mischievously putting on a show for them by doing sexy poses and continuing to masturbate.

Codi and Charles get so turned on that they start to touch each other while continuing to watch Coco. Eventually, Coco decides to take her sexy game to the next level, inviting Codi and Charles to join her for some twisted family fun...

⁣Natasha (Bella Rolland) is in the passenger seat of a car being driven by Jay (Jessy Jones). Natasha is wearing a wedding gown and looking excited but nervous. Jay is wearing a suit and looks a bit tense, gripping the steering wheel a bit tight. Jay, her fiance's brother, is driving Natasha back to her house since she needs to pick up her grandmother's necklace for the wedding.

Jay soon pulls up to the house. Natasha tells Jay to keep the car running since she'll only be a minute, then climbs out of the car and hurries to the house as best she can in her gown. As Natasha goes into the house, Jay sees that she accidentally left her phone behind in the car. When her fiance calls, Jay declines the call, something snapping in him. He steps out of the car to follow Natasha.

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In the house, Natasha is retrieving her grandmother's necklace when she's startled by Jay showing up behind her. Jay helps put on Natasha's necklace, revealing that they were once boyfriend and girlfriend before Natasha got with Jay's brother. The whole act of him putting on the necklace seems increasingly possessive and threatening as Natasha begins to get nervous.

Finally, Jay's jealous rage erupts as he rips the back of Natasha's dress where the zipper is and they have an angry confrontation. Natasha wants Jay to bring her back to the wedding but he refuses. He vents more about how much he resents Natasha and Gavin's relationship and how it should've been HIM she's marrying.

Natasha has had enough and declares that she's leaving. However, Jay insists that he's going to make her married family life complete hell unless she has sex with him to give him closure. Natasha is still stunned by everything but reluctantly agrees so that Jay doesn't ruin her entire future with the family.

It was supposed to be the happiest day of Natasha's life, but Jay's going to make sure it's FAR from happy...

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SCENE OPENS on a man sitting in a chair in his living room, casually reading a newspaper as the sounds of sex can be heard from an adjacent room. The man, Roger (Dick Chibbles), doesn't seem to pay any mind to the noises. Soon, there is a loud grunt from the man in the other room as he cums. A few moments later, a man exits the adjacent room, closing the door behind him. He zips up his fly as he exits the room.

Hearing him, Roger looks up from his newspaper with a wide grin. Everything was satisfactory?, he asks the other man. Oh yeah, as beautiful as always, but....the man hesitates, before continuing,...she did seem a bit...tired today, he finishes. Oh, she did?, Roger asks, subconsciously gripping the newspaper hard enough to crumple the paper. Yeah, the client replies, not as eager as usual.

Roger politely apologizes, he's so sorry about that, the client can expect a better time on his next visit, Roger says. 'I will PERSONALLY...make sure that this does not happen again,' Roger adds with a tone of menace. The man tells him he appreciates it, and Roger walks him out the door. He waves the man off with a smile and closes the door behind him. As soon as the man has gone, Roger turns around, his smile replaced with a look of fury.

He opens the door of the bedroom to reveal a naked girl, Lucy (Athena Rayne), who is on the bed hugging her knees. She looks exhausted and spent, staring off into space. When Roger comes in, she is startled out of her daze and looks at him. What the fuck Lucy?!, Roger asks angrily, standing over her on the bed. He said she seemed...TIRED?, he continues. That guy is one of their best clients, has really fallen in love with her, so they need to make sure to keep him happy no matter what, Roger continues with barely contained rage. 'I know, I just...I really AM so...SO tired...tired of all of this...he was the third guy today,' Lucy says wearily. 'I don't give a shit if you're tired! You know how serious our situation is,' Roger says. She knows, she just...she can't do this anymore, it needs to stop, Lucy says numbly.

Roger takes a deep breath to steady his anger, closes his eyes for a moment. He sits on the edge of the bed next to Lucy, adopting a more patient caring tone to try to reason with her. 'Lucy... you know what they'll do to me if we don't square things away, right? You don't want me to go away, right? Then it's up to you to fix this.'

Lucy nods along with him, resigned. 'Good, so clean your fucking self up, you look disgusting, and you've got another appointment arriving in a few minutes...and you can't greet a client looking like...this,' he says, gruffly, his tender demeanor instantly vanishing as he waves a hand disgustedly at her. 'I raised you better than that, didn't I?' he adds. Lucy looks up at him with tired eyes. 'Yes Daddy,' she says.

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The doorbell rings and Roger goes to answer it. He smiles as he opens the door to greet his daughter's latest client, John (Tommy Pistol). The client says hello coldly, not smiling. Roger invites him in. So this is his first time here right? Roger asks amiably. Yes, the man says curtly. Ok, so he'll explain the ground rules, Roger says.

Cut to Lucy's room as Roger explains the ground rules, muffled behind the door. Lucy is almost done cleaning up. We watch as she finishes reapplying her makeup in a compact mirror and puts on some sexy lingerie. She looks good and well put-together, but her eyes betray an exhaustion that is soul-deep. She sits down on the edge of the bed and stares off into space.

Cut back to Roger and John. Roger has just finished explaining the ground rules. So does he understand?, Roger asks. The man pauses. Yes, everything's clear, he says quietly. 'Also, I should mention that there are some...activities...I'm interested in that may...not EXACTLY be what she's used to...' John says. 'I'm sure there's something that we can work out,' Roger responds.

Cut back to Lucy in her room, who is still staring blankly, lost in thought. There is a knock on the door, which startles her out of her reverie. She shakes her head, trying to pull herself together. Just one sec, she calls to the person who knocked on the door. Lucy looks in the mirror. She takes a deep breath, and with effort, her blank expression of exhaustion turns to a seductive, flirty expression, as her eyes brighten and she pouts her lips. Where she was weary and spent a few moments ago, she now appears younger, youthful and vibrant: Lucy's game-face is on. She lies down on her stomach on the bed, resting her head in her hands as she smiles up at the door. She kicks her legs absentmindedly behind her in an energetic, innocent way. She tells the visitors to come in.

Roger opens the door and invites John in, introducing him to Lucy. John says hello stiffly. 'You're just in time, I was starting to get lonely,' Lucy says flirtatiously. 'There's been a...change in plans Lucy,' Roger says, closing the door so that the three of them are in the room together. Lucy's eyes widen in horrified shock. 'What are you...?' she asks.

Well, John has asked him to stay...and watch, Roger says casually, without a hint of trepidation in his voice. 'Yes, I love an...audience, and there's really no better audience than a loving father watching his precious daughter get defiled in front of his very eyes,' John says.

Roger coughs to clear his throat, clearly a bit put off by the request but trying his best to keep it hidden. That's not a problem...IS IT, Lucy?, Roger asks in a vaguely threatening tone. Lucy hesitates for the briefest of moments before she buries her horror down deep.

No...of course not, she's up for whatever he wants.

Nominated - Best Non-Sex Performance: Dick Chibbles, XBIZ 2020

⁣Katrina Colt, a professional loyalty tester, explains her services to a prospective client, Ruckus. Katrina says that she will flirt with a client's romantic partner to gauge whether the partner is unfaithful or not. Ruckus decides he'd like Katrina to flirt with his fiancee, Sandra (Ashley Lane), who he suspects may be a closeted lesbian. He's noticed some other red flags from Sandra, and since he's about to marry her, he wants to make sure she isn't hiding anything else from him.

Katrina initially declines the offer, since she usually only flirts with men. But after Ruckus begs her to do it, she eventually accepts. Besides, since she never has sex with her clients' targets, she won't have to do anything she's not comfortable with - she just needs to see if Sandra is attracted to women, and is receptive to cheating on Ruckus. With that decided, Katrina and Ruckus concoct a plan to get Katrina in close proximity to Sandra: Katrina will pose as a wedding planner, and Ruckus will set up a 'meeting' between Sandra and Katrina, where Sandra will think she'll be interviewing Katrina for the wedding planner position.

The next week, Katrina arrives at Ruckus and Sandra's home posing as a wedding planner. Ruckus introduces Sandra to Katrina and then claims he has to run some errands, leaving the two of them alone. As Katrina and Sandra discuss the upcoming wedding, Katrina tries to see if Sandra will flirt with her. Sandra takes the bait, but Katrina finds herself to ALSO be attracted to Sandra, which catches her off-guard. However, that's not the only surprise that's in store for Katrina...

⁣SCENE OPENS to Rosie (Arietta Adams) arriving for an ordinary day of sitting. The father, Jack Harris (John Strong), greets her as warmly as always. When Rosie brings up having forgotten her laptop to do her homework, Jack easily offers her his laptop to use before leaving for work.

But when Rosie later checks the laptop, she is shocked to see an erotic video plastered on the screen. Surely Jack didn't mean for her to find THAT?!

As time passes, there are more hints that something is amiss, although Rosie can't quite put her finger on it. When she starts having trouble with her boyfriend, Jack seems too eager to give her advice... and he's so sexual and blunt about it! Even though it startles her, Jack always manages to convince her that there's really nothing wrong with them being so free with their discussions... They're both adults, after all.

Desperate to keep her boyfriend, she follows Jack's bedroom advice, although it makes things worse. In fact, her boyfriend breaks up with her! When she confronts Jack about it, he gets her to open up about her private life again. Was she ALWAYS this free with her private life? Or has Jack been getting into her head, slowly and surely, each time she showed up to sit?

The answer soon becomes apparent when Jack drives home that the reason why the boyfriend left had to be because she was boring in bed. Well, in THAT case, HE can have sex with her and teach her what guys REALLY want...

Rosie doesn't want to be alone forever, does she?

⁣The scene opens on Bruce, a handsome blue-collar man, as he sits solemnly at the dining room table cracking his knuckles. He is staring blankly at a photo of his wife. The woman died two months earlier after a sudden illness and his family has been devastated, especially his step-daughter Laurie, who went from being a typical happy girl to a distant, resentful stranger. Now, he is waiting for her to come home -- and she is late. Two hours late for their appointment, a session with a therapist that Bruce has arranged in the aftermath of his wife's death. When she finally returns home, he stands up to confront her but before the man can say anything, Laurie lashes into him. He's not her real father, he can't tell her what to do anymore, she's 18, an adult, she's going to leave any day now. They quickly descend into a screaming match in the living room, where Bruce tries to talk reason with his daughter and she hurls insults and hits him. Finally, he is obliged to grab her and pin her down, to stop her tantrum. There is a long, intense pause as they stare, breathing hard, inches from each other. He tells her they are going to this therapist and that's an order. She spits in his face. The father, beside himself, grabs her by the wrist and pulls her outside to the car.

Scene cuts to a neatly appointed office. A therapist sits behind her desk, working on a laptop, when there is a knock on the door. She opens it to reveal Bruce, looking defeated, with his angry, tear- stricken daughter beside him. He is still grabbing her wrist. 'Sorry we are late,' he says as she lets them in.

The father and daughter sit down as the therapist begins her session. She tells Laurie that she has been counselling Bruce since her mother's untimely passing and that both felt it was important to bring Laurie into the sessions. She asks Bruce to describe to his daughter how he has been feeling since the funeral. Looking down at the floor, Bruce explains his sorrow, especially over the distance he has felt with the girl he raised as his own. It feels as if he lost not just his wife, but his daughter as well. She is so angry that they barely talk anymore and it's tearing him up inside. The therapist asks Laurie to share her feelings. Laurie clams up at first but, after some soothing words by the kind therapist, breaks down and confesses that she secretly hates herself for her mother's death. Bruce is dumbstruck. He tries to comfort her, she didn't cause her mom's illness. But Laurie, crying, tells him that she doesn't hate herself for mom dying, she hates the fact that she secretly wanted her gone. She had wanted her gone for as long as she could remember... all so she could have Bruce to herself.

The therapist, who has been calmly taking notes, walks back over to her library and pulls out a book. 'I understand the root of this now,' she says. 'Have either of you heard of the Electra complex?' The shocked family says nothing. 'It's a Neo-Freudian psychological theory, proposed by Carl Jung, about a girl's psychosexual competition with her mother for possession of her father.' Bruce stands up and tries to shut down the conversation, saying it's inappropriate. The therapist advises him to sit and continues. 'The term itself is derived from the Greek myth of Electra. During female psychosexual development, a young girl is initially attached to her mother. Most often, because of the powerful connection of the womb and breastfeeding. But, when she discovers her father (or father figure, in this case) and the fact that his body is different from her own, she develops a sexual attachment to him leading her to sub- consciously want to remove her mother and be with her dad.' Laurie starts laughing nervously. The therapist puts her book away and walks up to Laurie, placing her hand on her shoulder. 'What is making you laugh?' She asks. Laurie tells her she is laughing because it's uncomfortable. 'And what exactly is uncomfortable?' Laurie looks at Bruce in defiance before turning back and telling the therapist that suggesting she fucks her step-dad makes her uncomfortable.

The therapist smiles and walks over to Bruce, sitting down in his lap and starting to stroke his face affectionately. Without pause, Laurie jumps up and grabs her. The therapist smiles and steps off, noting that she had just proven her point. Look at how the daughter reacted to competition! This is clearly a case of Electra. She tells Laurie to sit back down and listen: they are going to focus this session on an exercise. To work out her resentment towards her mother and anger at her step-dad, the therapist advises Laurie that she must roleplay as the woman herself. 'Put yourself in the role of your mother. Bruce will be himself. And I will play you.'

⁣SCENE OPENS on a professor's lush, old-fashioned-looking university office. Professor Claremont (Mick Blue) stands at an ornate window, looking out lost in thought onto the university campus. On the visitors couch across the room, his teacher's assistant Annabelle (Adriana Chechik) sits, waiting and fidgeting in the awkward silence. The ticking decorative clock on his desk is the only sound for several seconds. Finally, Annabelle breaks the silence -- 'umm, you were saying, professor?' Professor Claremont snaps out of his reverie and turns to face her. Ah, yes, sorry, he apologizes. His thoughts had whisked him away to unknown places, he says playfully. The professor appears eccentric but charming, like a man from another era. Annabelle seems used to his odd behavior, even a bit enamored by it. He says that they've done enough for the day and dismisses her. But as she's leaving, he calls her back to get her thoughts on a new biology project he's working on. He trusts her like he trusted her sister, who he taught years ago. Annabelle is flattered, but tries to act nonchalant about it. He continues, saying that the project would be controversial but of great interest to him on both a professional and personal level. She asks him to go on, but before he does, he moves to sit beside her on the couch and switches to a very serious tone. He insists that she swears she not tell anybody what he's about to tell her. He repeats that it's quite controversial, and it could jeopardize his career if anybody were to find out about his interest in the subject. Annabelle looks a bit taken aback, but promises that she won't tell anybody. 'Marvellous!' he says, switching back to a lighthearted tone. He pats her knee with his hand innocently. 'Now then, tell me - what do you know about 'gaping'?'

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Annabelle tries to recoil a bit from her professor without being obvious about it, moving away from the couch to the desk to make some distance between them. Gaping, she asks incredulously, you mean like the sex thing? Yes, precisely, he answers. He explains that he finds it fascinating... from an anatomical point of view, of course. He remarks that so much of human sexuality is driven by a lust for external body parts -- breasts, legs, butts. But those who are interested in gaping want to see the beauty of the insides. He says that it's remarkable, doesn't she agree? Annabelle looks quite weirded out, tells the professor that she's not the right person for this, and moves to leave. But the professor stops her, grabbing her roughly by the throat. Realizing immediately that he has gone too far, he releases her and apologizes. Annabelle gets her bag and is leaving, but something stops her. Despite her hesitance, something has...intrigued her. The professor regards Annabelle for a moment and then, opening up a desk drawer, slowly and silently removes a magazine and sets it on the desk. Annabelle tentatively looks at the magazine, which is filled with dozens of gaping photos. The professor moves behind her. 'Isn't it beautiful?' he whispers in her ear. Annabelle looks scared, but also a little turned-on. He asks her if she trusts him. Reluctantly she admits that she does trust him and she wants to be a part of something important. The professor is pleased to hear that and reminds Annabelle how her sister trusting him proved very beneficial for her. What they're about to do will change the world, the professor says. Annabelle is ready, and asks the professor what she has to do. In response, the professor silently unbuttons the first few buttons of her blouse before sitting back down on the couch. Annabelle takes the hint and unbuttons the rest of her blouse, taking it off as the professor watches.

As she turns to him and begins removing her pants, revealing her perfect ass, he breaks the silence, saying that as soon as he heard about the phenomenon of gaping, he was intrigued. He's since researched thousands of videos on gaping, but none of the videos get it right. That's where Annabelle comes in. Together, she and the professor are going to make it perfect. He leads her over to his desk, where she gets on all fours, sticking her ass up in the air. Slowly, methodically, he slips her panties off. He caresses her ass approvingly, complimenting her on her beautiful asshole. The professor gets to work, lubing up Annabelle's butthole. This is the first step in creating a beautiful gape, he continues. Sliding his thumb in her lubed up ass, she moans in pleasure. The professor begins to get to work in earnest, and his invasive study doesn't stop with just his thumb. With the implements he has at the ready to probe and penetrate her (previously) tight asshole, Annabelle's faith in her professor is about to be stretched to its absolute limits.

⁣In her bathtub at night, shy nerdy teen Lucy stares up at the ceiling, unmoving. The tap drips as the only indication of sound or movement. After several seconds, there is a light disturbance in the still bathwater, and then Lucy lets out a small gasp -- she's moved her hand to slip a finger into her pussy under the water. When her finger is all the way in, she pauses for a moment, then starts slowly moving it in and out to pleasure herself, her gasps becoming heavy and sensual -- several close-ups of her mouth and face, along with heightened sounds of inhaling and exhaling, draw heavy focus towards her breathing. After a half-minute or more, fully immersed in her fantasy, she inhales a single long drawnout breath through her teeth, as she slowly slips under the water, submersing herself. She stays under, and the water goes perfectly still.

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At her computer another morning, Lucy is in her pajamas typing up a college paper. She is stuck on a sentence, not sure what to write next. She breaths out a huge sigh of frustration, removes her glasses, and rubs her eyes wearily. Putting her glasses back on a little crooked, she tries to go back to writing... but a previously opened tab in the corner of her eye distracts her, and she clicks back onto it. We see on the screen that it's a site for breath play enthusiasts called 'Breathless'. Her breathing shallows, and she runs her fingers along where her neck meets the collar of her nightshirt as a nervous tic. She opens up a chat bar where she has a message already open and typed out, a message to another member. From the wording, it seems to be the last in a long line of messages between them. Towards the end of her message, she's suggesting that they meet up. Her face and body language shows she is still undecided as to whether to send it or not. Clearly anxious, and idly running her fingers along her chest and up and down her throat, Lucy deliberates for several seconds. Then, spontaneously she shoots her hand out to click send. She gets an alert that the message has been sent. She closes the laptop in panic, almost in fear of what she's just done... or perhaps what the response might be. She bites her thumb nervously and taps the laptop casing, before removing her glasses and flopping down on her bed. Her breathing is fast and nervous as she closes her eyes and lies there, eyes shut, until her breathing eventually calms itself.

CUT TO another evening, in the doorway of a house. Lucy walks through the door, followed by a strange man a couple of years older than her, Preston. He's holding keys and locks the door behind him -- this is his place, not hers. They are both visibly awkward around each other as they remove their shoes and he leads them up to his master bedroom. Once there, they sit side by side on the bed, at first making no move to close the gap between them. They talk about the breath-play site they met at, how long each of them has been a member, how they found out about it, etc. Lucy joined around when she turned 18. Preston reaffirms what was said in the chat, that Lucy has never done anything like it before. Neither has he. The closest he came was when he practiced choke grips on a first aid doll once when his dad brought one home from work, and it turned him on. He's immediately embarrassed from telling the story, but Lucy tells him she understands -- she has nobody she can talk to about her fetish either. It's tough for a guy to ask a girl to do that, Preston admits, it would make him look like a serious creep. He's always hoped some girl would ask him, but he knows it's a long shot. Lucy sympathizes - everyone assumes that because she's shy and nerdy that she's completely innocent. One time she asked her boyfriend to choke her, and he was a bit freaked out by the idea and she quickly told him never mind. For the next few days he acted weird around her, and then not long after he broke up with her. Ever since, she's been too shy to tell anybody she's been with, because she doesn't want boys to think she's some weird freak. Especially with how word spreads around college.

There's an awkward pause, and then Preston asks if she wants to start any specific way. Shyly, Lucy shakes her head no -- she never really pictured where to go from here, she never even thought she'd ever get this far. Preston says he's seen a few videos, it's given him a few ideas of what to do. Does she mind if he takes the lead? Lucy says it's fine, he can try whatever he wants, and that if it gets too intense she can tap on the bed with her hand. Preston agrees to this, and moves his hand up hesitantly towards her neck. He pauses, she nods, and he continues. He grabs her throat, and squeezes -- not too rough at first, but hard enough that she certainly feels it. As he grips her throat tightly, he moves in to kiss her, first up the side of her neck, her ear, the side of her cheek, then he turns her head towards his and kisses her mouth. He kisses passionately, albeit a bit awkwardly -- he moves as someone who is less suavely copying moves that he's seen elsewhere. Still, he remains in control throughout, and Lucy submits with a gasp each time he reasserts his dominance with a renewed grip on her throat.

⁣SCENE opens on a cute timid 18-year-old teen in skimpy pajamas, Paige, waiting outside the bathroom door with a towel draped over her shoulder. 'Come on, Chase, I'm going to be late for school,' she implores and knocks on the door again. No answer for a few more seconds. She goes to knock again but as she does the door swings open and her hand continues through the open door to rap on the bare chest of her step-brother Chase. He's dripping wet and holding his towel over his waist with one hand. 'Woah, easy there girl,' he teases, taking her wrist in his hand and gently lifting it off his chest. He doesn't let go right away - Paige must wriggle a bit to free her hand from his grip, clearly a bit annoyed, while Chase laughs it off. 'Bathroom's all yours, li'l step-sis' Chase says, but even though Paige waits for him to move he doesn't step out of the way. After a few seconds she grunts angrily and tries to slink past him, but he shifts his body to block her further. 'Ugh, Chase, quit it!' she says in rustration. He mocks her further - 'Come on, you're a big girl, just turned 18, you're telling me you're still too much of a pipsqueak to push your big brother around?' Paige tries to push past him again and he blocks her way again. Even though her hand doesn't touch his towel, Chase pretends it gets knocked out of his hand and it drops to the floor - he's sporting a huge hard-on. 'Whoops! Look what you did, klutz,' he grins, and doesn't make any effort to move or pick up the towel. 'Well? Aren't you gonna pick it up?' he says. She exhales sharply and bends over to pick it up - upon standing back up, Chase moves slightly so that his dick brushes against her face. 'Ew, Chase!' she whines, and he laughs and wiggles his hips causing his hard-on to wave in the air teasingly. She shoves him more angrily out of the doorway and barges into the bathroom, slamming the door on him. Seconds later, she opens the door and throws his towel in his face, then slams the door again.

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It's another day, and Paige is spread out on her bed, lying on her stomach with her legs kicking idly in the air in time to music on her headphones. She's doing homework, chewing on her eraser as she thinks. We hear the muffled sounds of talking drowned out by the music, and suddenly a pair of fingers in Paige's face start snapping, startling her. She looks up, sees Chase, and takes off her headphones. Chase is standing in a tee-shirt and boxers, looking pissed off. 'Paige, are you deaf? I was talking to you, moron.' Paige is clearly bothered, but tries to hide it, and asks what he wants. He tells her he's having a girl over. She asks why he's telling her, she doesn't care. He says it's so she knows not leave her room, and especially that she'd better not come near his room. They might get pretty loud, he teases. Paige looks uncomfortable and looks down at her homework, not saying anything. Chase relishes in this and continues. Yeah, he bets the girl's gonna squeal real loud when she's riding up and down on his hard dick. He's getting hard just thinking about it, he says as he adjusts the growing bulge in his boxers. Paige winces and tries to go back to her homework, but Chase pulls the notebook out from under her. 'I'm not done talkin' yet, pipsqueak. That's not the way to treat your older step-brother, is it? You should show some respect.' Paige swallows hard and looks up at him - ok, fine, what? He laughs again. He was just saying how hard he's getting, does she wanna take a look? She shakes her head no, but he says he'll give her notebook back if she says yes, so she reluctantly says yes. From over his shoulder in a semi-POV angle, we see Chase pulls his hard dick out through the slit in his boxers, and waves it teasingly in front of Paige's face which clearly bothers her. He gives his dick a couple of tugs for emphasis. Pretty nice, huh? Paige winces, but agrees with him just so he'll go away. As a final prank, he rubs his dick against her notebook, and then tosses it back on the bed in front of her. Paige looks grossed out but resists the urge to say anything. Casually stuffing his dick back in his boxers, Chase stretches, yawns, scratches himself, and then heads to the doorframe. 'Remember, stay outta my room, right sis?!' Satisfied, Chase taps on the doorframe playfully and then walks out. Once he's out of sight, Paige makes a disgusted face and crumples the page in her notebook he wiped his dick off on, rips it out of the book and tosses it away from her. She puts her earphones back on and rubs her eyes and forehead, looking exhausted.

CUT to later that afternoon, Paige can't concentrate anymore. She sighs, pulls out her headphones, and lies on her back blinking up at the ceiling. From faintly outside her room, a woman's moan is heard. Paige hears it but pretends to ignore it. After a few seconds, though, more moans can be heard, faint but clear enough to tell they're the sounds of sex. Paige winces and tries to use her pillow to block the sound. But after a few seconds, she pulls the pillow out from under her. She's about to throw it away from her, but something stops her, and instead she slowly lowers it down between her legs and starts gently pressing one edge against her crotch. Slowly, almost imperceptibly at first, her hips start bucking and she pushes the pillow against her with more pressure, until she's humping the pillow with slow, hard thrusts. Her own soft moans join the moaning coming from outside the room. Eventually she positions her hand under her skirt, up her underwear, to add the strength of her own touch to the pillow thrusts. In spite of herself, one or two times she gasps Chase's name as she masturbates, each time looking like right after she regrets saying it.

Suddenly, in the middle of her masturbation session, the moans from the other room stop. Paige slows her humping to a stop, and then sits up and strains to hear. But she doesn't hear anything. Timidly, she gets up and stealthily opens the door to her room. She still doesn't hear anything. She tiptoes down the hall, camera tracking behind her, until she starts hearing the moaning again from her brother's room, only it's much quieter now. As quietly as she can, she moves to his door. The door to his room is not fully closed, it's ajar, but as she tries to peek in the crack is too small to see anything. She pushes it open slightly to get a better look. She sees Chase - not on his bed, but in his office chair, and not with a real girl but instead in front of his computer with a porn video playing in the background of a petite blonde. We only see the back of Chase in his chair but his arm is moving up and down, he's clearly jerking off.

Paige looks confused but intrigued, and she goes back to spying, opening the door the full width of her head to get a better look. As Chase is stroking, he's speaking out loud, presumably to the girl on the screen, who looks not unlike his sister - saying she's a slut, saying what he's going to do to her, etc. Paige gets turned on by the verbal - she starts touching herself over her clothes, careful still to not make too much noise.

This goes on for a couple of minutes, though as time goes on Chase's verbal gets more specific - first he starts calling the girl on the screen Paige - Paige is shocked to hear her name being spoken, but it turns her on even more. His dirty talk gets more elaborate, saying he knows she wants him, saying he knows she secretly loves it how he keeps finding excuses to whip out his dick in front of her. Saying that every time he lies about bringing home girls to fuck, she should know it's just to make her jealous. What shocks her the most though is when Chase speaks directly to her - 'You just gonna stand there watching?' Paige freezes in place. Chase slowly spins the office chair around and looks straight at her through the small opening of the door. He remains clothed in his t-shirt and boxers, his dick again poking out from the slit in his boxers, and he slows his jerking off to long, purposeful, teasing strokes. 'What are you waiting for, sis? Come and get some of this.' She slowly pushes the door open, but at first stands frozen in place at the threshold. Chase laughs and smacks his hard dick against the palm of his other hand a couple of times, making a slapping sound. 'What's the matter, moron? I said come over here and suck my fucking cock.' Paige looks spellbound - 'O-okay' she says quietly, then starts moving towards him and kneels down in front of him and leans forward to receive his dick in her mouth. 'I knew it was just a matter of time,' Chase gloats as he slides his dick into Paige's waiting mouth.

BG sex scene. Chase is not very rough with his sister during the sex, but he does like to taunt her - pulling out suddenly and making her beg for his dick, calling her a mix of 'li'l sis' and other pet names, as well as throwing some insults. Paige puts up with it all, and unlike earlier, the insults and teasing doesn't bother her, if anything it only serves to turn her on even more. After the sex, Paige bends down to pick up her clothes but Chase puts his foot on them, and she's unable to pull them out from under him. 'Chase, get off,' Paige whines, but Chase snaps his fingers in Paige's face, making her look up at him. 'Hey moron, you can't tell ANYBODY about this, you get that? Not your mom, not my dad, nobody. You get that??!' Paige grunts yes, she gets it, and finally he lifts his foot off the clothes and she picks them up in a huff. 'I'm taking a shower,' she mumbles, but Chase gets up suddenly and cuts in front of her to the door to his room. 'No, I'm taking a shower. You can smell like my cum for a few minutes more, can't ya pipsqueak?' He rustles her hair with his hand and chuckles before walking out his bedroom door, closing it on her.

⁣SCENE opens on the interior of a medical exam room as the door opens - a doctor enters the room and closes the door behind him, then greets the young woman sitting waiting on the examination table as Dr. Greenwood. He thanks her for coming and for participating in the clinical trial - she just has to pass a quick screener and then they can begin. Holding up a clipboard and pen, he asks her some questions - her name ('Jamie Lawson'), her age ('I just turned 18 a couple of months ago'), is she pregnant ('no'), does she have any history of health conditions - asthma, heart problems, osteoporosis, breast cancer ('no, none'), and her level of daily physical activity ('well I play lacrosse about twice a week, plus daily running and morning yoga'). He makes a quip that she must be quite flexible, to which she rolls her eyes and says sarcastically that she's never heard that one before. Satisfied with the responses, the doctor tells her he's going to be asking her to complete a series of exercises, while monitoring her to measure physical stimulation and stress. They have equipment set up in a room down the hall. On their way out the door of the exam room, Jamie jokes that she doesn't stress easily, and Dr. Greenwood smirks in reply and says 'Don't worry, I'm sure we'll find a way to get you to break a sweat!'

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We cut back to the two already midway through setting up in another larger room, containing a hybrid of medical and exercise equipment. The doctor is mostly done applying medical electrodes to her temples and clavicles. The last thing he has to do before they begin is to take her resting heart rate, so he can compare these with after the trial. First as he moves to strap it around her arm his hand brushes against her breast, he chuckles a brief apology and continues as if nothing happened.

Jamie tries to make small talk with him as he pumps and holds the gauge in his other hand - 'So, what is this trial for? Some sort of new performance drug or something?' The doctor provides only the most evasive of replies - he can't discuss the trial with the subjects beforehand or it could compromise the results. 'You're offering way more for this study than the last one of these I did,' Jamie remarks. Oh, is that so? the doctor replies, still acting elusive. Does she sign up for clinical trials often? 'Yeah, well not until recently but I really need the extra help right now,' Jamie grumbles, 'my dad hurt his knee and can't work so I'm trying to support him whenever I can. It's a drag, but I'm hoping it won't be for much longer.' The doctor smiles politely and says 'Well, we have your contact information now so if more of these opportunities come along, we'll be sure to contact you.' He finishes taking her pressure, notes something on his clipboard, and then tells her he'll take her heart rate now. 'Do I have permission to touch your chest?' Jamie looks taken aback - she supposes so, but don't they usually check at the neck? 'I prefer my own methods,' the doctor insists, and reaches his hand towards her chest to feel her heart. Again, his hand brushes her breasts - this time he doesn't apologize. Jamie looks a bit flustered and is about to speak up, but thinks better of it.

After a long awkward moment, the doctor releases his hand from her chest and notes something on the clipboard. He pats his legs, stands up, and says great - they're ready to get started! He'd like her to start with some simple jumping jacks. He stands her up in the middle of the room, the wires leading from her body to a small handheld device he holds in one hand, his clipboard in the other. He asks her to begin. She does a few, but he stops her. 'I'll need you to remove your bra, actually.' What? Why? she protests. It interferes with the test, he says vaguely, but he assures her it's quite necessary to the results. He turns around so that she can take it off with some privacy - she lifts her shirt up to reveal the bra, and unclaspsit, exposing her breasts momentarily before pulling her tank-top back down to cover them. Beginning the exercise again, her breasts now bounce up and down tantalizingly beneath her shirt as she jumps - with the doctor and the camera both clearly narrowing in on this bouncing as their primary interest.After several jumps with no indication of stopping, Jamie gets a bit frazzled and asks the doctor how many of these she's expected to do - this snaps him out of his reverie and he nonchalantly says 'five more, and then we'll move on to the next exercise'. Jamie exhales sharply, a bit frustrated, butacquiesces.

Next is an exercise bike - Dr. Greenwood asks her to mount it, and then begin cycling at a pace she's comfortable with to start. He stands behind the bike - his focus clearly fixated on the crack of her ass peeking out of her yoga pants as she pedals - and he offers her some mild platitudes to keep herencouraged. After a minute, he heads to the front to increase the resistance of the pedals - 'we need to see you break out a sweat, so let's turn it up a bit, shall we?', he says, and then instructs her to continue.

CUT to roughly fifteen minutes later - Jamie has been on the bike for a while now, as is obvious by the thick beads of sweat dripping down her face and chest, and soaking her workout clothes. She's showing no signs of exhaustion yet, but it's clear the workout is no walk in the park for her either. The doctor meanwhile is still just looking her over, with perverse appreciation. 'That's enough of that for now,' he says finally, and Jamie lets out a sigh of relief and slows her pedaling down. She gets off the bike and takes a nearby towel to wipe off the seat. 'That's quite alright, you can leave it' the doctor says. Jamie looks increasingly puzzled but shrugs and starts to pat her head with the towel. The doctor rips the towel out of her hand - 'I didn't say you could do that yet.' Jamie starts to argue that she's just wiping sweat off when the doctor cuts her off - 'If you want to disagree with my methods, that's fine, you can leave at any time and I'll just move on to the next subject.' Jamie realizes how bad she needs the compensation, and holds her tongue. 'What's next, then?' she asks. He tells her to go grab the exercise mat a few feet away. As she turns around to fetch it, he runs his finger along the sweaty bike seat and then sniffs or licks his fingertip.

Once the mat's in place in the floor center, the doctor proceeds to have Jamie remove her shoes and socks, and then do various flexibility tests - bend over and touch your toes, sit legs spread and reach forward, assume various yoga poses... he licks his lips as he watches each of these poses, which thanks to her sweat-drenched clothes and no bra are extremely revealing. Jamie can increasingly feel his eyes on her as she strikes each pose - finally, after the third or fourth yoga pose she snaps at him. 'You're not even writing anything down anymore, you're just staring at me!' The doctor seems unfazed by her sudden outburst. 'We'll move on to the next test, then...' No, she exclaims. No more of these weird tests. What was it he even said these tests were for?

Dr. Greenwood reminds her that he's monitoring her physical responses to stress and stimulus. He says that now that they've gotten the stress tests out of the way, it's time for the stimulus tests. He goes to a small table nearby and procures a sleek black featureless vibrator. Calmly, he tells Jamie that she will have to pleasure herself while he monitors her physical reactions. Jamie snaps - there's no way she's doing that. This isn't what she signed up for. The doctor sighs and shrugs - that's fine, he understands. Of course, he can't compensate her for incomplete participation - but if she stays, he'll triple the amount that was offered in the ad. Jamie flat out refuses, it doesn't matter what he offers her, she's not doing that. Indifferent, the doctor says he supposes that she'll just have to find some other way to support her dad. He muses that someone her age could probably make that amount in about two weeks of working full-time. A shame that she'll throw away two whole weeks of her life instead of spending just one hourdoing something perfectly harmless... not just harmless, but enjoyable, even. Jamie is torn... but with some convincing, and some insistence that the doctor keeps his distance, only watches, and isn't recording her, she agrees.

She hesitantly pulls her yoga pants to her ankles, sets herself down on the mat and takes the vibrator in hand, and reluctantly starts pleasuring herself. The doctor watches intently, at first taking a note or two but quickly abandoning the pretense, his hand moving to his crotch for some over-the-pants strokes. She tries to avoid meeting his eyes, but at times he insists she looks at him or gives her some other instruction to follow to humiliate her further. The conflict between her physical pleasure and her emotional discomfort is obvious. After some minutes of this, he crouches down to her level and says warmly 'It's time, Ms. Lawson.' He begins to peel off the electrodes and wires hooked to her. She looks relieved - you mean the trial's done? He shakes his head. 'No, I mean it's time for you to let me fuck you.'

Jamie protests weakly - he agreed he was just going to watch. He smiles coldly. 'Come on Jamie, you knew where this was going. Did you honestly think I wasn't going to ask for more? If you really weren't up for the possibility, you would have left the second I asked you to touch yourself.' Jamie insists that's not true, she trusted him, but her words lack conviction. 'You're a little slut,' he continues calmly. 'You were fine with letting a complete stranger watch you strip and pleasure yourself. So stop lying to us both. We both know you're going to let me fuck you, so just be a good little slut, say yes to it and spare us the drama.' Jamie sputters, but she has no words. Eventually she bitterly says 'Ok... just get it over with.'

Nominated - Best Sex Scene -- Vignette: Kira Noir & Danny Mountain, XBIZ 2020

⁣A new bride and groom, Alicia (Maya Woulfe) and Jack (Nathan Bronson), are about to celebrate their marriage by making love. However, as they enter the bedroom, Alicia's parent and Jack's new in-law, Helen (Reagan Foxx), is there waiting for them. Instantly, Alicia and Jack are taken aback... but Jack becomes even more confused once Alicia starts pleading with Helen for more time together.

It turns out that when Alicia and Jack started dating, Helen decided that Alicia MUST marry Jack. Helen gave Alicia specific instructions to make sure she would seem perfect for Jack, and Alicia obeyed every instruction. Helen says the plan was for Alicia to gain Jack's total trust so he would agree to letting Helen, a lawyer, write the prenuptial agreement. The kicker is that the prenup includes a clause that Helen gets to have sex with Jack as much as she wants.

Jack is shocked, but Helen reminds him that she is VERY influential and could help him to get a successful future in whatever he wants. All he has to do is keep her happy.

Jack is upset, insisting that Helen shouldn't use him OR Alicia for her amusement. Alicia is moved, and tries to get Helen to back down. But Helen gets Alicia to be quiet, leaving Jack without an ally. But not all is lost, certainly. Helen assures Jack that he can still have his fairy tale marriage to Alicia. He just has the extra duty of pleasing Helen whenever she comes by for a visit, which will guarantee him a bright future...

⁣Hollywood Cash and his wife Olive Glass are hosting an important dinner for Hollywood's new boss, who has just offered him a great job with corporate housing. Hollywood is anxious to make a good impression. When Olive answers the door, she's stunned to find out that the boss is Isiah Maxwell, a man from her past.


During dinner, Olive tries to keep her history with Isiah under wraps, but Isiah bluntly reveals that they used to be intimate when she worked at her previous job. While Hollywood knows about Olive's past and doesn't judge her, he never knew that Isiah was involved.


Hollywood tries to stay composed, but the situation escalates when Isiah suggests that he and Olive rekindle their past relationship for old times' sake. Worried about losing their new comfortable life, Hollywood persuades Olive to agree, only to be shocked once more when Isiah insists that Hollywood should also participate.

⁣An angry woman, Hayley (Haley Reed) tracks down her friend, Eli (Daniel Shar), who has been using her personal pictures on fake dating profiles to catfish wealthy men. But the smooth-talking Eli defuses her anger, giving her a glimpse into his scheme and how he's managed to maintain a lavish lifestyle because of it. In fact, he partially has Hayley to thank since her dating profile is one of his best performing!

Although Hayley is a little weirded out at first, she becomes flattered and intrigued. Using his charms, Eli eventually manages to convince her to team up with him and share the spoils. Their target: a wealthy businessman named Trenton (Ken Feels), who has it BAD for Hayley...

Another day, Trenton arrives for a date but has no idea that Hayley is being fed lines by Eli via earpiece. Despite some small flubs, with Eli correcting the course as needed, Hayley eventually becomes so confident that she seduces Trenton, convincing him to go way further than even Eli had expected.

⁣Clarissa and her husband have been trying to start a family and have applied to a fertility clinic for assistance in getting pregnant. One day, Franklin, a representative from the clinic, arrives at Clarissa's home with some unfortunate news: the clinic has rejected her application, deeming her pregnancy too high-risk. Clarissa is devastated by the news, feeling crushed and hopeless.


Seeing how vulnerable and desperate Clarissa is, Franklin seizes the opportunity and proposes a shocking solution. He suggests that he impregnate her immediately, right there in her home. He points out that her husband is away and won't be back for a while, so she could simply tell him that the clinic accepted her, and they could move forward with their plans without any more setbacks. Clarissa is initially shocked by the suggestion, recognizing the questionable ethics of such a plan. However, after some hesitation, she agrees, and they engage in an intense sexual encounter that concludes with Franklin ejaculating inside her.

⁣SCENE OPENS on Robert (Seth Gamble), as he sits in a modest office and writes in his recovery journal. He acknowledges that he abused his role as a counselor by using the program as a hunting ground to manipulate vulnerable women into sex. He has cleaned up his act since the fateful encounter that led to his dismissal. He knows what he did was wrong. But, he has since re-completed his steps. Another stint in rehab, regular sessions with a therapist, and a fresh start in a new city have helped him achieve almost two years of sobriety. Now he volunteers at a private treatment center as an intake counselor.

A fellow counselor stops by Robert's desk, telling him that his new intake has arrived. Robert takes a measured breath before asking if it is a voluntary commitment. Robert pops a piece of chewing gum into his mouth. This has become a little trick Robert has developed to cope during triggering conversations. The co-worker tells Robert that the patient is 19 years old and has elected to do the intake independently. Robert chews slowly for a moment, controlling his impulses, before telling the co-worker to show her in.

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The door opens and Amy (Charlotte Sins) is led into the room by the co-worker. She is wearing a short mini skirt, crop top, and high heels. Robert's co-worker introduces Amy to Robert as Robert stands up to greet her. As she is introduced, Amy anxiously tugs at her skirt, as if unable to keep her hands from touching herself. She smiles flirtatiously at Robert as the co-worker leaves the room.

Robert maintains his composure, but inside he is already frazzled as he goes over the formalities of the intake and his role in the process. It's clear Amy is thinking about something else, her hands wandering and intentionally catching Robert's attention. He finally has to sit down to put some distance between them and hide the growing erection in his pants. He pops another piece of chewing gum. He has two pieces left.

Robert continues, encouraging Amy to share her story with him. Amy bites her lip and nods, slowly pulling her chair forward. She begins to tell him her story. By all accounts, she had a normal upbringing. Amy explains that, one day while using the laptop of one of her parents, she discovered his pornography collection. She describes in graphic detail how watching the porn made her feel and how she began to mimic what she saw the women in the videos doing obsessively. Amy admits that she would masturbate constantly. She just COULDN'T stop touching her pussy. She masturbated SO much that she got a callus on her pussy. Amy suggestively asks Robert if he wants to see. She lifts up her skirt and flashes her pussy at Robert, who abruptly turns away. A bead of sweat trickles down the side of his cheek as he reaches for more gum. One piece remains.

Amy sits back suggestively and pouts, watching Robert like a hawk. She asks him why he's so jumpy. Robert clears his throat and tells her that she just caught him off guard. His role does not include any physical evaluations, so she can save that for when she meets the actual doctor. Amy stands up and announces that she feels uncomfortable in her clothing and removes her top, exposing her breasts. Robert is shellshocked. He explains that he is just a volunteer here. He is in recovery too. She leans over the desk at Robert, her tits inches from him. His breath quickens and he scrambles for a piece of gum. But the young woman grabs his pack and deposits it amongst her things instead, as she slips off her skirt and shoes. She is now completely naked.

Robert is extremely on edge. A naked horny woman is two feet from him, behind closed doors. She notices the recovery journal and picks it up. Robert grabs for it and the two make physical contact for the first time. Several intense flashbacks of his past exploits flood his mind and he abruptly lets go. Feeling a rush of excitement, Amy opens the last entry and begins to read Robert's notes as she gyrates in front of him. He puts his head in his hands. Treating the recovery journal as if it were erotica, Amy becomes very aroused and even more suggestive in what she is reading. Robert also becomes unbearably aroused. Instinctively, he begins to rub himself. Amy sees him weakening and slides her hand down to assist. She pulls his hard cock out and looks him right in the eye. Robert loses his composure and growls that he wants to shove his cock down her throat so badly. It's taking all of his willpower to resist her. Smiling, she gets down on her knees in front of his desk and begs him to do it. Finally, after being baited for a few minutes, something snaps inside Robert. That same old grin comes across his face. He looks down at the open mouth girl kneeling in front of him and he gives in to his temptation.

Robert is about to find out what a relapse is really like...

⁣A beautiful, young woman, Blair (Alina Lopez), arrives all dressed up for a party. She's there to entertain a bunch of businessmen, although they don't seem to notice her at first as she tries to find the host. Once the men get wind of her presence, though, she gets hungry looks and cat calls. Even so, she walks with her head held high until she finds the man she's looking for, Hank (Eric Masterson).

Hank explains to her that a young man named Bill (Seth Gamble) is the guest of honor, having just received a big promotion. Since he's ready to play with the big boys now, she's there as entertainment for him. But the main event isn't going to happen until later, so why doesn't he introduce her to everyone in the meantime?

Blair gradually meets all the men, though starts to become uncomfortable with how boisterous they are. They're loud and lustful, coming on to her in unsettling ways, though she remains professional. When Hank finally makes his grand speech about Bill graduating to manhood, Blair takes that as her cue to take Bill somewhere more... private. However, she's stopped by Hank, who reveals that she's going to entertain Bill right there in public.

The men surrounding her erupt into cheers, all eager to see the action. They hurl insults at her, trying to shame her, although they don't dare take their eyes off her... Blair hardly knows what to do with herself, since this wasn't in the original agreement, but she needs to save face.

Finally, amongst the jeers, she gives everyone what they want as she slowly sinks down to her knees.

⁣Sylvia receives an unexpected visit from a man named Jake, who greets her warmly and expresses his pleasure at finally meeting her. Sylvia, puzzled, asks how he knows her name. Jake reveals that she is already well-acquainted with him in a way, as he was the one who donated the kidney that saved her life a few years ago.


Sylvia is surprised and thrilled by this revelation, as she never expected to meet her donor, who she had always believed to be anonymous. Jake explains that he has connections in the medical field, which allowed him to discover who received his kidney and find her.


Inviting him inside, Sylvia expresses her gratitude, acknowledging how rare it is for someone to donate an organ to a stranger. Jake then mentions that hearing her appreciation is the reason for his visit, as he feels it's time for her to properly thank him. Sylvia, now confused and slightly uneasy, listens as Jake explains that since he saved her life, he believes she should repay him in some way.

⁣SCENE opens on Vincent, a mild-mannered bus driver for George Ivan Junior College. He is driving a group of 18-year-old school girls home from class, as he does every week day. Vincent is a disheveled young man, with horned rimmed glasses and scruffy beard. But he is quiet and keeps to himself, so the students pay him no mind. As the camera wanders past each isle, they chat about their weekend plans, their homework, and the latest class gossip. We study them to get a good look at their matching uniforms, gadgets, and school bags. Vincent drives along silently, keeping his eye on the road as they pass by blocks of industrial buildings, until the last student is dropped off. The pretty girl introduces herself as Aidra. She is sucking a lollipop. 'It's funny,' she tells him, innocently. 'You have driven me home every single day this year, but we've never said a word!' He nods awkwardly. She drops the candy in his garbage and says goodbye. Vincent drives off.

Around the corner, he stops the bus abruptly. Taking out a small locked case from under his seat, he opens it to remove a pair of gloves, tweezers, and a specimen bag. He carefully plucks the candy from the garbage and seals it. Then he gets back in his seat and drives off.

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Vincent enters his apartment, removing his safety vest and walking through the minimalist living room to a tabletop computer. He turns the computer on and carefully places the specimen on the touchscreen surface. It scans automatically, and a screen pops up. It is the start screen of a virtual reality game called: VIRTUALLY REAL. Vincent hits enter and loads up a new player profile. The profile populates with Aidra's photo and information. He reviews the profile, unchecks the option for 'personality' and hits 'enter' to load her into the game. The game alerts him that he is ready to log on and Vincent places a VR headset over his eyes.

CUT to a white room. A digital version of Aidra slowly gets up and lifts herself off the ground. She looks around and sees three of her classmates, all sitting cheerfully and silently in their uniforms. She is also fully dressed in her school clothes. Politely, she walks over and asks who they are. Equally polite, each girl responds with her full name, age, and home room number. Aidra smiles and shares her name and age, too. She can't remember her home room for some reason. She asks why they are waiting. One of the classmates, Anna, tells her they are waiting for the General. Aidra seems confused, searching her mind to remember who he is. Another classmate, Audrey chimes in, reminding Aidra that he is in charge. He comes almost every day to fuck them. One girl per day. The third girl, Ashley, says they've been wondering about getting a new girl for a while now but the General is very unpredictable. Aidra takes in all this information eagerly. She doesn't quite understand what is happening, but she knows she wants to be included.

Suddenly the room goes very bright and the General appears. He is the digital version of Vincent, dressed head to toe in a full-scale military uniform. His glasses are off, he is clean shaven, and his hair is slicked back, making him a far more confident and striking man. He marches in front of the girls, as they stand before him. He makes each repeat their name, age, and why they are here. They all eagerly respond that they are here to fuck him. When he comes upon Aidra, he looks her up and down, speaking just like a drill Sargent. He asks the same questions and Aidra responds ... echoing nervously what her classmates had said including asking the General to fuck her. The General smiles and they begin to have sex, while the other schoolgirls watch jealously and try to cut in. BG Sex. When he has cum inside of her, he zips back up his uniform and orders them to wait until he returns. He says 'EXIT' and the room goes bright again.

CUT to a close-up of Vincent taking the VR set off his eyes. He is sweaty and draws a deep breath.

CUT to back inside the game. Aidra crawls over to her original position and sits down. She is exhausted, and her eyeliner is running down her face. She turns to the other girls and asks where she can clean up. Ashley tells her not to worry, she will be fully clean the next time he logs in. 'Logs in?' Aidra asks, confused. 'Yeah,' Ashley says under her breath. 'To this horrible place!'

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Several days later. Vincent is driving the bus, as the students chat loudly in the back with no knowledge of what is happening in his private virtual game. A new girl named Amber sits in the front. She is very quiet and reserved, a stark contrast from the other students. He watches her through his rear-view mirror in fascination. So beautiful and sad looking. He must introduce her to the others. But, when he pulls to the edge of the curb and opens the door, he's surprised that she is the first to get up. 'Wait!' He blurts out. She stares at him coldly in the doorway. 'What?' She asks. 'This is my stop.' He darts in and plucks a hair from her head, pretending to flick something off. Ouch, she cries. 'You ... you just had something in your hair.' He says awkwardly, apologizing. She gingerly rubs the part he pulled and steps off the bus, giving him a weird look as he drives off. His heart racing, he clutches the strands of her hair in his fist as he drives. The students in the back pay no attention.

CUT to Vincent's apartment. He sits at his desk, having his liquid dinner and staring at the new profile page on his computer. It's Amber's photo and information. Just as he is about to uncheck her 'personality' option, his smart assistant chimes in to tell him his mother is calling. Vincent begrudgingly accepts the call and starts talking, while absent-mindedly clicking ENTER to complete the setup. Amber's memories are downloaded into the game and it tells him he is ready to log on.

CUT to inside the white room. Amber slowly gets up to discover that she in a strange, new environment. She looks down at herself in disbelief. She is back in her school uniform. Where is her room? Where are her things? How did she get here? A cluster of four of her classmates lay huddled in the corner. She rushes over to them, asking in a panic if they are ok. They each slowly rise and look around eagerly. 'Is he back?' Anna asks. 'Do we need to get ready?' Audrey chimes in. Aidra is the last to get up. She has been fully rebooted into a fresh uniform. 'Good,' she says cheerfully. 'It feels nice to be clean again.' They all stare at Amber with beaming smiles. 'You girls all go to my new school,' Amber says, suspiciously. 'Is this some kind of prank?' The girls stare at her blankly. Aidra asks her what her name is. Anna asks her age. When Audrey asks for her home room number, Amber cuts her off. She demands to know what is going on. Where are they and how did she get here? She starts to run around the room and bang on the walls. Ashley, who had spoken up to Aidra earlier, quickly rushes over and stops Amber. 'Be quiet,' she whispers. 'He will be here any minute. You don't want to get caught not being happy!' Amber stops dead in her tracks and stares at her. 'Who are you talking about?' She asks nervously.

CUT to Vincent's apartment. He says goodbye to his mother and the smart assistant finishes the call. Seeing that his game is ready, Vincent slips on his VR headset.

CUT to the white room, as it goes very bright and the General appears. He finds the girls all standing in a row, including Amber who lingers confused at the end of the line. Sternly, he walks past each of them and has the girls repeat their name, age, homeroom number, and what they are here to do. Amber stares at the man in shock. She knows him from somewhere. When he arrives at her, he gets right up in her face. She shrinks back. Suddenly, there is a very large beep and the General whips his head up. 'God dammit,' he curses and says 'EXIT.' The room goes bright again.

CUT to Vincent's apartment. He pulls the VR headset down and stares at his computer. An internal error has caused his servers to crash. As it beeps loudly, he powers down the computer to reboot it.

CUT to the white room. The girls stay frozen in line, waiting for the General to return. Her chest heaving, Amber realizes who the man in the uniform was. 'I know him,' she exclaims to the others. 'That's the creep who drives us to school every day. I recognize his face!' The other girls slowly turn to look at Amber. 'What school?' Anna asks. Amber starts pacing around, looking at the white room and the other girls staring blankly at her. She feels the spot on her head where Vincent had pulled her hair. She goes to Aidra and asks her to repeat her name. You're in my deep learning class,' she says. Aidra seems confused. Then she goes to Audrey. 'And I recognize you too ... we've got the same mentor.' The girl shrugs her shoulders. Amber spins around, gathering her thoughts as the pieces come together. 'This is a blank space,' she whispers to herself. 'When you create a room in virtually real, you always need to skin it. Otherwise, you just get a white room. This motherfucker has put us inside a game!' There is a long silence as the other girls look at each other. Ashley breaks the line and approaches Amber. 'Is that what this is?' she asks quietly, taking comfort in the new girl. 'I could never quite figure that part out.' Amber quickly mobilizes the girls together. 'Listen to me,' she says. 'He's probably hacked it, so that's why you don't remember. But, none of us are actually real. Ok? This is just a video game.'

The girls take in the news with varying degrees of understanding. Ashley sits down, wrapping her arms around her legs. Anna and Audrey look and touch each other. Aidra innocently tells Amber that she doesn't play video games. Feeling around the room, Amber replies that she plays them all the time. And there is always a workaround. She just needs to find it. She goes to Ashley and asks the girl to tell her exactly what happens when the General comes into the game. Not looking up, the defeated Ashley says that they wait for him. He is in charge. He comes almost every day to fuck them. One girl per day. That is the rule. We have to act like we're jealous. Amber shakes her head in disgust. 'I've read online about perverts modding this,' she says. 'That's why they discontinued it last year. Way too easy to create your own digital slaves. It's ok, though, we can break this game pretty easily if we just work together.' Anna asks her how she can be so sure they aren't real. She feels real. Audrey chimes in, saying that she likes where she is. They have a great life. Everyone is so happy. 'That's because you're programmed to be happy,' Amber says. 'No matter how rough he is, you don't feel any pain. Right?' She shakes her head. Amber slaps her hard across the face. Anna gasps but Audrey just takes it with a smile. 'That felt really good,' she says, nervously starting to laugh. Amber tells her that she rests her case. She paces the room. 'If the game only allows him to have one girl at a time, then that might just be how we break it. But, I'm going to need all of you to trust me, ok?' The girls look at each other one final time before each slowly nodding. The gather into a huddle so Amber can explain her plan ... and the camera slowly tracks to one of the white walls to wait.

The room goes very bright and the General wipes the frame. He smiles eagerly at the girls lined up in the exact same row he had left them. Sternly marching back to Amber, he asks her to repeat her name, age, homeroom, and reason she is here. In perfect fake obedience, she tells him. He tells her to get on her knees and service him. One girl only. That is an order. The other girls pout and beg to be included, as they always do, but the General silences them. Amber gets down and unzips his cock from his military pants. She grabs it and looks up at him. 'I really can't wait to suck your dick,' she says with a smile. He shoves it in her face and begins to face fuck her. For the first few minutes of the blowjob, the girls behave as they always have: begging and jealously crawling over each other to get a good look at the General's cock. He seems to really enjoy the extra enthusiasm of his latest school girl. But, suddenly, she stops and orders the girls to join in. They swarm the General and proceed to reverse gang-bang him in a sexual frenzy. BGGGGG. The General is so overwhelmed by the girls that he cannot order them to stand down. Amber eagerly tells them all to try and get the General to make them cum. As they cum, they stagger back behind the action and fall to the floor, disappearing from the game in bright flashes. Finally, the only two people left in the white room are Amber and the General. In a standoff, Amber gets the general to cum all over her face. As soon as his jizz hits her, he realizes what has happened. He starts to run around the room screaming 'EXIT' as Amber masturbates and laughs at him. She orgasms loudly as he collapses to the floor in front of her, banging his head. The room goes very bright.

SMASH CUT to VINCENT, banging his head against his desk. He pulls the VR Headset off in a panic. The tabletop screen is fuzzy. He pounds his fists and throws the headset down in frustration, storming away from the desk.

CUT to Vincent driving the bus. He stares at the road while the school girls chat excitedly in the back. Even though his virtual game has been broken, there is nothing stopping him from starting again. A final exterior shot shows the bus drive off into the distance.

⁣A married couple, Sherry (Arabelle Raphael) and Ray (Ken Feels), has been struggling since their godson, Ethan (Victor Ray), moved in with them following the untimely death of his parents. Ray is suspicious of Ethan's cold and strange behavior, such as always staring at the couple or just creeping around, but Sherry always dismisses his concerns.

Ray only becomes more suspicious when they return home one day to find all their pictures smashed, including their wedding photos. But when they question Ethan about it, Ethan just casually shrugs it off and blames it on the family dog. Ray isn't sold but once again Sherry sides with Ethan, choosing to believe the godson over her own husband.

But days later, things escalate as the family dog mysteriously gets killed while being walked by Ethan. Ray is convinced that Ethan intentionally got the dog killed and Sherry is completely fed up with Ray's conspiracy theories, which leads to a fallout between the couple.

Later on, Sherry finds a note from Ray telling her that he's left her. She's heartbroken and seeks solace in Ethan, who makes a move on her under the guise of wanting nothing more than to comfort her... Was Ray right that Ethan had been scheming from the very beginning?