Jesse is back with a vengeance in four scenes with a hard edge.

There have been some changes since we last saw Jesse. She has jettisoned her last name, the bowtied rabbit tattooed on her hip is now a butterfly and she's had her boobs rebuilt, but those changes are all cosmetic. The sea change is in her performing. The party-hardy good-time cutie has an edge now, an attitude. Like hiding in Manuel Ferrara's backseat in a car park and chloroforming him—and when he wakes up he's gagged and bound to a chain spiderweb in a dungeon with Jesse nearby on a throne in a shiny black corset, playing with a riding crop and waiting for him to come to.

She walks over, demanding his "secrets," playfully stripping him and sucking his cock hard, rubbing her butt against him, cooing, then when he refuses to talk, blindfolding him and breaking out the violet wand. She stuffs her G-string in his mouth, strutting just out of reach, then frees his hands, and he immediately grabs her, turns her around and starts fucking her like a man possessed. (We would run for the hills as soon as our hands got free, but we're kinda practical that way.) He pokes his dick through the chains so she can suck it, then fucks her through them, one hand on her tits, one hand covering her mouth, saying, "If you want to know my secrets say 'please,'" between slaps at her face. The action gets hotter as the scenario falls apart. (If she really wanted him to cooperate she could just start blowing him and then stop. He'd tell her every secret he's got.) It keeps rolling with cock-and-finger d.p. and A2M and a final facial where she looks at him with a jizz-covered grin and says, "I guess you spilled all the secrets."

The second scene involves Jesse dressing up in riding garb—incongruous in the ultra-modern location house, but play along—and walking in on Chad White in tighty-whiteys and a blindfold/bridle/bit, hands obediently behind his back. "I always wanted a pet horsie," she says to him, and rides him to a silvery couch where she says, "You've been a good boy" and gives him a reward. Not a sugar cube, either. He starts by licking her pussy, earning a blowjob, then fucking her to a facial finish as she coos, "I'm gonna ride you again later."

Things pick up in scene three, where Jesse's co-star is Jules Jordan, blindfolded and bound with his hands over his head. She scrapes him with pointy finger-tippers and rips open his shirt to roll a Wartenberg wheel over him. "I'm just playing, I don't want to hurt you," she reassures him right before slapping his face and clothespinning his nipples. She changes it up by blowing him, murmuring, "I wanna taste it," then changes it up again when she pulls out the pointy fingertips once more and scratches his balls. She mixes up giving him pain and pleasure and continues the domination by answering his phone and saying, "It's your wife," and sending the wife some selfies of her sucking his cock. She makes him suck the spike heel of her red-soled shoes and beg to eat her pussy, but the tide turns when the fucking starts and it's no longer Dom and sub but a couple of veteran performers doing what they do, and doing it well.

Final scene has Samantha Saint bound to a patio umbrella, and Jesse in a collection of shiny black straps and a riding crop, slapping Saint's tits, teasing her pussy, saying, "Just let it happen." Letting it happen for Saint includes getting blindfolded and tied to a bed, having hot wax dripped on her, and getting scissor-humped by Jesse. Soon the blindfold is off and Jesse is tonguing Saint's clit stud as she writhes in pleasure, covered with dime-sized wax spatters. The two trade off giving and getting pleasure until the scene finishes, ending the DVD on a light note, more of a dessert than a finale.

Camerawork is eye-catching and creative, with drone cameras and mood-setting lighting supplementing unexpected camera angles and shots that veer from one point of interest to another. The lack of follow-through on the domming may bother committed BDSM players, but in this age of Fifty Shades, the light touch isn't the deal-breaker it would be in a specialty title.