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Young, harmless 107 learns the straps the harshest way of all, the Insex way. Her introductory interview is punctuated with the yells of 912 and Spacegirl as they are tormented in the background. By the end of her training, 107â€™s yells and sobs are all that can be heard. During her traditional Insex interview, 107 claims she came to Insex looking for fresh experiences. Behind her, PD slaps and tantalizes 912 and Spacegirl, strapped together, plastic bags on their heads. 107 is told to ignore them. While PD deviants up the terror, 107 is strapped and stretched wide, her cunny moist and shining. Sheâ€™s fucked with Mr. Pogo. Soon, sheâ€™s in a hogtie, fighting to worm her way in the direction of 912, as however to help her. Her chastity crumbles in the next scene, when she and 912, both bound, must race in the direction of PD. The prize is a faux-cock in a girl-hole. The booby prize is the cattle prod. They both await his command, cooters trembling, 912â€™s fuckbox moist with anticipation. 912 gives no quarter, leaving 107 in her wake and repeated jabs with the cattle prod. Tormentor C then turns 107 into sculpture, suspending her, curving her body, creating a deep bend in the back, one gam leaned as however sheâ€™s flying. When nip clothespins are applied, naive 107 lets it out that her nips are sensitive. After a strenuous flogging and instructional torture with a cane in which her booty is crisscrossed with wounds (the reddest of them having targeted her â€œsweet spotâ€), 107â€™s remark about her nips comes back to pursue her. She is draped vertically, her toes a mere few inches from a copper sheet laid upon the floor. The weight of her bod rests on a savagely positioned pubes rope. Clothespins on her nips lead to a Ems unit. She is strewn with water. The shock from the Ems is increased. She sobs and moans, praying for help. None is given.