"Two bikini clad babes are returning from a day at the beach when they run out of gas on a seldom traveled road. After walking for miles without seeing any signs of civilization, they come up on a seemingly abandoned warehouse. It's nearly dark, and the girls are becoming a little desperate to find a phone. After knocking without getting an answer, they finally break into the warehouse. They quickly realize once inside that this was a big mistake. First the roll-up door they jimmied to get in, slams down behind them and jams, trapping them inside in pitch blackness. Second, after making their way a short distance inside with only a lighter for illumination, they realize that not only is the warehouse not abandoned, but whoever the occupant is, he or she is into some very sick shit. The place is filled with torture devices of every stripe, including a sinister looking bullwhip. As if that isn't bad enough, the girls find a jar of Vaseline and a rag that looks like it was recently used for things they'd rather not think about. Not only was the occupant a sicko, but a horny one at that. Realizing that they had stumbled into what was probably someone's private torture chamber, they decide that they have to get out of there fast ... unfortunately for them, they don't get far. They are already being watched, measured up for purposes of ill will. What lay ahead of our pretty is an ordeal of unspeakable horror, suffering and humiliation. Their luscious bodies will be subjected to every conceivable indignity, their minds pushed to the brink of sanity. As darkness falls, their lives will be changed forever. Will they live to see the morning light?
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