You awaken in a darkened room, backlit red lighting from behind the edges of cabinets that line the walls cast a lurid red glow through the room of sexual restraint devices. You find yourself manacled by steel cuffs to wrapped wire cords that attach to tracks in the ceiling. Similar steel cuffs feel like they are attached firmly to the floor. You hear the ominous clicking of stiletto cleats from the darkness behind you and a confident and playful woman's voice ask, "Shall we begin?"