Deep in his dungeon, the master waits for his next victim. The passing of time has weakened his ability to summon and control his former slaves. Only the tormented cries of a helpless salve will strengthen him and revive this dungeon spirit. Constance had fantasies of being helplessly bound, teased, and tormented; but the life of a bookkeeper is not that exciting. A new client contacted her office and requested a visit, Constance was happy to oblige any distraction from the daily routine was welcome. With the client's, address in hand Constance left the office and drove to what she thought wou... Show more