Virtual reality meets sex competition in the Red Light Arena. Call it Tron 3.0.

In a sunlit kitchen, Michael Vegas interrupts Janice Griffith's daydreaming, snarling, "That coffee isn’t going to pour itself." She begs Vegas for a phone, a laptop, a tablet, anything with internet access: "I'm alone here," she whines. He says that he is all she needs ("Those people on the internet aren't going to love you"), and he can take her back to the dump where he found her selling T-shirts any time.

In the bedroom, he interrupts her while she's tentatively putting on a VR headset and dom-fucks her, then pulls on his pants as she asks, "Where are you going?" with jizz dripping down her chin. "Don’t touch anything!" Vegas warns her as he exits, and as soon as he is gone she puts on the VR headset and orders "Go!" as a wormhole opens nearby and she falls into Red Light Arena, transformed into game avatar Karma Rx and facing Demi Sutra, who condescendingly explains that she's in Neural Virtual Reality and "pleasure is part of the game" because the best players are brought here for a sex-off. They face off, starting with a DO NOT CUM warning and scoreboards appearing in the top corners of the frame, and climaxing with a clanging bell and an announcement that the match was a draw, which disappoints Sutra because she couldn't outplay a newbie.

Back in the real-life bedroom, Griffith finds herself facing Vegas, who tells her not to do that again ... but as soon as he splits, she Does That Again, this time finding herself transformed into Damon Dice and facing down Gabbie Carter. The scoreboard gets a workout as they trade back and forth, with Carter gasping, "Is that all you've got?" as Dice tongue-lashes her clit. The bout ends with a clear-cut victory for Griffith/Dice, but the victory is short-lived: back in real life, a livid Vegas grabs Griffith out of the bedroom and handcuffs her to a toilet. 

Vegas's real-life wife Sutra (!), upset by Vegas's frequent disappearances, digs into his phone and finds her way to Vegas's secret lair, freeing a surprised Griffith from her handcuffs and asking Griffith if she lives here with him. "Does this involve a headset?" Sutra asks, and when Griffith says yes, Sutra asks "Are you the newbie?" Sutra, Vegas and Griffith all VR themselves to the arena, Sutra teamed up with Vegas—represented by Ricky Johnson—to take on Griffith, avatarless, as herself. When the women make Johnson/Vegas pop first, the championship is down to Sutra and Griffith ... leading to an unexpected conclusion to the match, and Vegas's deserved comeuppance.

Clever premise, well served by a crew of able performers and tech backup.