With her neck locked in stocks, sybil scoots back and forth in Tyler’s wheeled cart, struggling to fulfill PD’s orders and masturbating herself at the same time. "I want you red and flushed," he says as she fondles his cock. He chains her ankles and wrists, locking the bell helmet over her head and scaring the hell out of her with the cattle prod. She lies between two poles screwed to the floor. An ultra-tight metal belt squeezes her waist much to small. After she’s softened up with a whip, PD tries to shove a huge plug up her ass. She screams and moans. It won’t go in. PD gives her the plug. Sybil works hard at this humiliating task, but she can’t get it in either. "Nobody’s used you proper yet," PD says with disgust. "Next time I want your ass ready." He locks her on her knees and whips beneath her arms. Then he tickles, smells, and bites her armpits. He ties her tits and attaches clips to her nipples. When he canes her feet, she roars with pain. sybil’s vibrated and caned until she comes. Her position is quickly changed so that she’s in maximum physical stress while he removes the nipple clips. She melts down, sobbing and whining, her breasts purple and marked.