In a dimly lit dungeon, Mistress Ice introduces Rider and Floor to their new life as her slaves. She strips them, inspecting their bodies with a critical eye, before adorning them with chastity cages. She instructs them to perform a sensual dance, their bodies glistening with oil, their cocks straining against the cages. She teases them relentlessly, her fingers brushing their cocks, her breath hot on their necks. She makes them worship her feet, their tongues tracing her soles as she laughs at their humiliation. She promises them a world of pleasure and pain, of orgasm denial and romantic sex, of forever being her caged, ruined toys.