Self-bondage is dangerous! Alysia finally gets it, when her ingenious experiment in self-bondage, with her fancy, new, stainless shackles, backfires. It’s a near death experience, after which she finds herself questioning the core of her sexuality and her fantasy-driven love for BDSM. Living in a world of ring gags, battery packs, silicone gel, cat-suits, cat’o nine tails, leg cuffs, seven-inch dildos – you get the picture – this girl’s got serious fantasies. But screw the fantasy, she wants it real. How to make it happen without killing herself, she’s not so sure. The prospect seems hopeless. That is until she hatches a wild plan to recruit the man who prevented her sure demise to assist with her crazy obsession – Andre, the apartment building’s ex-cop custodian. Dominate her? Fulfill her savage and kinky wishes? The possibilities are endless with just the right, slightly kinky, a bit sadistic, clearly dominant guy. Turns out, Andre is that guy, and the naughty, nasty, natural-born slut, Alysia may see her dreams come true.