810’s October 15th live feed begins with the young, vibrant, flaming red-head languishing blindfolded and hog-tied on the studio floor. 101, suspended in a cage, watches in the background as PD cuts off his victim’s dress and teases her pale, tender skin with his scissors. After loosening her ropes, he instructs her to finish undressing. Still blindfolded, she removes her underwear and cotton socks.
Once 810 has attired herself in stockings and high heels, PD ties her hands with leather above her head and raises her to a standing position. He pinches her with clothespins on the breasts, abdomen, and labia. Strings attached to the pins are held taut as PD tickles and torments her. When she struggles against him, the clothespins are painfully released, stinging as they pull away.
810 is next tied to a chair. With her blindfold removed, she awaits the unknown. PD puts a plastic bag over her head and uses black tape to seal it around her neck. 810’s eyes widen in horror when the bag begins to fill with water. At first, she attempts to swallow the liquid, but eventually she begins to panic and desperately cries out for help.
With that ordeal over, PD keeps 810 in her chair. He uses a straight edge razor to shave her cunt till it is smooth and bare. Following her shaving, 810 is suspended upside down with her arms tied to a ring on the floor. She can barely struggle as PD repeatedly brings the cane to her ass.
Lowered to the floor, she is tied to a trunk and the beating continues. 810 is spanked, flogged, and caned. Between sobs, she counts each stroke and thanks Insex for the treatment. Feeling generous, PD decides to allow his subject to name her punishment; she alternates between bamboo, cane, and flogger.
On the floor again with one leg tied, 810 writhes and gasps, tortured by the hot candle wax that PD drips from above. Her screams are eventually calmed to a soft murmur; she has learned to accept her fate.
PD attempts to force 810 to orgasm in a chair while her nipples are suctioned and she is bound, blindfolded, and gagged. He makes a valiant attempt but, though she appears to be responding, she is simply too exhausted to come.
Moving on, he places her with legs spread in a gynecologist’s chair. 810 holds her breath as the needle is pushed through her clit and the ring is locked in place. PD attaches a leash to her new ring and awards her with a cigarette. She smokes very carefully, aware that any sloppiness will earn her another cane stroke. But not an ash is dropped. 810 smiles with relief, realizing that, for now, her torture has ended.
