Ariel is jealous of - and fancies - younger socialite sex pot Tamsin. She's noticed that Tamsin's making eyes at Tarquin, and Tarquin can be relied upon to do whatever Ariel wants so long as she wiggles her pert posterior in his general direction. Surely it won't be too hard to convince him to say yes to Tamsin, but then bring her upstairs to the manor house room and introduce Ariel into a threesome? She can't wait to get her handcuffs and leg irons onto Tamsin's deliciously slim wrists and ankles lock her in a tight hogshackle while she has her way with both of them!

But it seems like Tarquin might finally have grown a spine. Despite her best seductive striptease and her most wheedling tone, he seems very resistant to her Lady Macbeth wiles. He has hatched an alternative plan - he locks Ariel in the heavy steel Clejuso leg irons, her wrists in the rigid speed handcuffs and hogshackles her using another set of speedcuffs. Then he gags her with a pony bit gag from the stables. Ariel is absolutely furious and kicks and struggles but she's not getting out without the key - and Tarquin isn't taking any chances. He takes the keys with him so he can attend his tryste with the terrific Tamsin, confident that backstabbing bitch Ariel is safely out of the way.