It's 1985 and the folks have shipped Jenna straight to hell disguised as summer camp. Her sin? Liking girls. The place is run by three steely counselors who waste no time making the campers strip for nude jumping jacks, shout anti-dyke chants like gospel, and stand there quivering while Ameena, Lucy, and Angela get shoved together for a mandatory trib-a-thon. 'Don't you dare finish' they keep barking. Jenna grits her teeth and refuses to break. Later that night the counselors turn their attention on her, piling on, riding her face and pounding her with harnessed cocks while Nina smirks from the doorway. Jenna spits back, hips bucking, riding out every thrust without giving them the surrender they want. Morning comes and a new girl, Lily, gets dumped inside the gates. Jenna clocks her instantly and feels the first real spark of hope. One thing's still certain: whatever they do to her body, they're never touching who she is, and she's busting out of this place—one way or another.
It's 1985 and the folks have shipped Jenna straight to hell disguised as summer camp. Her sin? Liking girls. The place is run by three steely counselors who waste no time making the campers strip for nude jumping jacks, shout anti-dyke chants like gospel, and stand there quivering while Ameena, Lucy, and Angela get shoved together for a mandatory trib-a-thon. 'Don't you dare finish' they keep barking. Jenna grits her teeth and refuses to break. Later that night the counselors turn their attention on her, piling on, riding her face and pounding her with harnessed cocks while Nina smirks from the doorway. Jenna spits back, hips bucking, riding out every thrust without giving them the surrender they want. Morning comes and a new girl, Lily, gets dumped inside the gates. Jenna clocks her instantly and feels the first real spark of hope. One thing's still certain: whatever they do to her body, they're never touching who she is, and she's busting out of this place—one way or another.