Three Halloween-themed scenes.

After an ominous opening where the camera inspects a dramatically-lit wall of dildos with portentous music, we see Nadia Jay dolling herself up in a shiny orange bra-and-short-shorts set. Her dressing is interrupted by a message on her cell phone inviting her to "the thrill of your life ... if you dare" and then a call from Maddy May asking Jay if she got this weird message before Melody Marks breaks in, all rah-rah, and says, "It's Halloween, bitches! Let's go!"

Jay goes there first, and is fascinated by the wall of cocks, grabbing them and fellating one at mouth level before dropping her pants and backing into one a little lower on the wall as creepy choral music floods the soundtrack. While she's busy with the faux phallus, Alex Jones, behind the wall, pulls back a dildo and shoves his real one through the hole. Jay immediately turns her attention to it, marveling, "It feels so real. So lifelike." She backs onto it, and then invites Jones to join her on the nearby white couch.

Maddy May enters a backyard with a dramatically-lit pool steaming into the night. Upon determining that the pool is heated, she wastes no time stripping down to her G-string and jumping in. She's surprised by a black-clad masked man watching her, so she grabs her duds and drips her way into the house, where she's confronted by another black-clad masked man. When she turns away from black-clad masked man #2, she sees that black-clad masked man #1 is right there, his cock poking out of his black pants. She smiles—so that's the game were playing, is it?—and kneels down to suck the exposed cock. Black-clad masked man #2 opens his pants to get in on the action and they make the most of the possibilities, including a d.p.

Last to the party is instigator Melody Marks, tooling up in her black SUV and getting out in a cutaway shiny black-with-gold-chains catsuit with lace mask. She enters the house to find BDSM gear on the wall and Abigaiil Morris bound and gagged on an X-shaped cross. Marks releases her from the cross, and Morris turns around and puts Marks right where she was a moment earlier, removing the ball gag to enigmatically smile, "I was just there long enough to please him." Him, a black-clad and masked Charles Dera, stalks into the room as Morris warms Marks up, licking her labia through her black fishnets as Dera pulls aside her top and grabs her nipples. When they release Marks from the cross, she shows her gratitude to both of them.

Well-shot, with good performances, but the Halloween theme is not really played up.