Mistress Ravenna, a dominatrix extraordinaire, welcomes Slave Loki to her BDSM playground, a sprawling, soundproofed room filled with whips, chains, and other sinister delights. Loki, already blindfolded and gagged, is bound to a St. Andrew's Cross, his naked body a canvas for Ravenna's artistic torment. She begins with a soft, sensual touch, running her fingers along Loki's chest, tracing the lines of his tattoos. But soon, her touch turns harsh, her nails digging into his flesh as she picks up a single-tail whip. She flicks her wrist, the leather snapping against Loki's skin, leaving angry red welts. Loki moans, a sound muffled by the gag, as Ravenna's relentless assault on his senses brings him closer and closer to subspace.