Club Dungeon has all the trappings of a leather specialty movie: chaps, studded armbands, slings, harnesses, pierced nipples, you name it. All that's missing is the hot sex. An average cast goes through its paces in four run-of-the-mill scenes. Of course, there's butt-munching, spanking, ass-fingering and fucking too. Cory Monroe gets dragged from a jail cell to a cage, all the while giving good oral to huge-assed Coby Kincade (and showing off what looks suspiciously like a Lucille Ball tattoo on his arm). Dave Nelson plunks Coby Scott into a barber chair and indulges in some ass-shaving. (Couldn't someone spring for a nicer razor rather than the cheap disposable one he uses? Remember, guys, it's all about the details.) But it all adds up to more fizzle than sizzle. Director Blade Thompson provides many of the ingredients for a successful leather film but fails to light the match that ignites it.