Rosemarie, a name whispered in sinful delight, has gone missing. But her story is far from over. In a seedy underbelly, her body is found, bound and begging for more. A mysterious figure, Erning Toothpick, has been documenting her every moan, her every squirm as she's subjected to an onslaught of intense, taboo pleasures. From the feel of leather against her sensitive skin to the taste of her own juices on a stranger's cock, Rosemarie's lost in a world of carnal indulgence, her cries echoing through the dimly lit chambers.