Wrapped in leather and rope and suspended in the prison cell, flash is a dangling delight. A vulnerable piece of man meat for two latex clad Ladies to destroy. Miss Vivienne covers his airways as I terrify him with the tales of his impending torment. We take turns edging him in his restraints and watch his excitement grow. We cover him in spit, laughing how turned on but terrified he looks. Miss Vivienne uses a doxy and holds him close to climax, I laugh at his misery as he begs for a release........... the only way I will permit such an event is if it's totally ruined.