Danii Black's captor leads her to the dungeon, her heart pounding with anticipation. Her wrists are bound above her head, her ankles secured to the floor, spreading her legs wide. A blindfold is placed over her eyes, heightening her other senses. She feels the cold leather of a flogger against her skin, then the sharp sting as it lands on her back, her ass, her thighs. Her cries fill the room, a symphony of pain and ecstasy.