Collared and clad in black lace, she kneels before the mirror, her reflection a vision of submission. She picks up her vibrator, a symbol of her power over her own desires. She runs it along her neck, her breasts, her stomach, her pussy, marking every inch of her body with its hum. She's a slave to her own needs, her own wants, her own pleasure. She's in control, and she's never felt more free.