Anna comes home and she is having some trouble finding her keys. Little does she know that is the least of her worries...

Before she can even relax she is captured and put into the stocks with a masked figure hovering around her bound feet. He asks her where the briefcase is but Anna has no idea what he's talking about. The man has no patience and begins to peel off her sweaty shoes and socks, exposing her bare soles. Anna panics, her sensitive feet open and locked into place as she feels a finger stroke down her sole. Not knowing the answer to any of the questions he's asking, he ...

Anna comes home and she is having some trouble finding her keys. Little does she know that is the least of her worries...

Before she can even relax she is captured and put into the stocks with a masked figure hovering around her bound feet. He asks her where the briefcase is but Anna has no idea what he's talking about. The man has no patience and begins to peel off her sweaty shoes and socks, exposing her bare soles. Anna panics, her sensitive feet open and locked into place as she feels a finger stroke down her sole. Not knowing the answer to any of the questions he's asking, he continues to tickle her feet asking for information but the poor girl has no information to give.

Anna endures the tickling and bastinado until the figure has no more patience. He gags her, torments her a bit more until he leaves to figure out the next interrogation technique.