Three vignettes, each beginning with histrionics and ending with a close-up of performers' confused eyes —the message being: What the hell was that about? It was about some rowdy sex, or at least something approximating it. Not as strong as the original, two-thirds of Dogtales 2 suffers from lack of physical chemistry. Also, the lighting and camera aren't nearly as inventive. An exception would be Dakota and Herschel Savage as a married couple who argue and then calm down long enough for a fine expression session on the mattress. Dakota blows Savage like a true believer, and their multi-positional fleshslap is also a groove. Then there's Tye, a physical dream. Her scene with security guard Julian St. Jox could be billed as a fem-dom, the way she takes total control, even when she's getting but-reamed. She pretty much fucks him with her asshole, a rad concept; and when she screams "Harder!", the only way she gets it is via her own force.