Mistress Lana, an Asian dominatrix, reigns over her dungeon, her submissive, King Calvin, kneeling before her. She commands him to worship her feet, her heels, her legs, her body, all while he remains in chastity, a cruel cage denying him the pleasure he craves. She teases him with her strapon, pushing it against his lips, his chest, his crotch, but never allowing him to touch it, to touch her. She slaps his face, hard, leaving a red handprint, then grabs his hair, pulling his head back. "You will not cum until I say so," she growls, her voice a whip crack. Calvin nods, his eyes glazed with lust and pain, his body trembling with anticipation and denial.