There is a difference between a warm and moist masturbatory fantasy of these events and reality, the movie seems to be implying, but that difference is blurred in the last scene, which turns out to be dream. “Born in Hell” would perhaps be a more appropriate title, given Val Martin’s darkly bearded Luciferian features (especially the prominent nose and sneering mouth in close-ups). After viewing the flick and giving myself time to recover from the sensory overload, I finally was able to digest the action by dividing it into three parts. Part One is essentially two scenes occurring simultaneously in a leather bar; Part Two a swift, montage-like succession of dungeon scenes; Part Three turns out be a dream fantasy involving police . Practically every form of S/M play occurs in these scenes with little warm-up in playing or sexual interaction. Val Martin is on a rampage, dominating John Detour who looks like Brawny paper towel model. Another top strings up a blonde twinkie boy Steve Richards, but that scene seems more supplementary to Val’s playfest. He both strings him up and ties him to a table in a leather bar and subjects him to a multitude of cock and ball contortions, at one point pulling the undistinguished cock by a chain to the table and tying a boot to the hairy, dense balls.
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