In a dimly lit dungeon, a man is bound and helpless, his humiliation about to begin. The woman, a dominatrix, circles him like a predator, her heels clicking on the cold stone floor. She toys with him, verbally abusing him, enjoying his discomfort. His eyes are covered, heightening his other senses, as she runs a leather-gloved hand over his body, making him shiver. His cock, hard despite his predicament, is ignored, left to throb in its cage. She orders him to beg, to grovel, to prove his pathetic excuse for a manhood. And he does, his voice echoing in the chamber, his pride crumbling.