LADY ELIZABETH GARDEN has lured HER willing captive into the Palace, caged him in darkness and rendered him helpless with a wicked anal hook attached by a rigid bar to a steel collar round his neck. With his head immobilized in an aperture between the bars of the cage, he awaits the unexpected in uncomfortable silence, unable to even slake his thirst. What could be more relaxing than that? LADY ELIZABETH can think of lots of things, and when SHE finally lets him out, it is only to penetrate even deeper into his shaky spirit and soul. THE BENIGN THERAPATRIX limbers up his nipples with a doub... Show more