Scarlett Foxett slips out of the office to a penthouse apartment in the city for a stolen forbidden rendez-vous.
He has given her her orders, and she knows what she must do. She turns the phone camera on herself and starts to transmit
as she strips to reveal her slave harness under her austere white office blouse and short black skirt. Moaning with
sexual excitement, she prepares herself for him, teasing and tormenting her own nipples with cruel clover clamps and locking
herself into the metal bondage that symbolises her submission. As she gags herself she hears the door open- and he is here.
The stranger who owns her, whose face she has never even seen. The one who takes her to the places she dares to dream of,
to sexual abandon and slavery and fulfilment and fantasy.