在昏暗的房间里，萨曼莎点燃了香烟。她坐下来，深深地吸了一口烟。她穿着尼龙袜、高跟鞋、黑色短裙和白色纽扣衬衫，开始放松下来。香烟摩擦着她涂着的红色唇膏，一个黑影透过半开的门向外张望。他做好了准备，从口袋里掏出黑色皮手套戴上，握紧拳头。萨曼莎背对着门坐着，一只黑色手套伸过来，无声地把门打开。他从戴着手套的手后面抓住她，捂住她的嘴。他们扭打在一起，他试图控制住她的胳膊。最终，当香烟在烟灰缸里燃烧时，她被完全制服了。她的脚踝和手腕被绑在沙发上，一条银色的胶带封住了她的嘴，她扭动着身子，发出“嗯嗯嗯嗯”的声音。In a dimly lit room Samantha lights her cigarette. She sits back as she inhales the smoke. Dressed in nylons, louboutin heels, a black skirt and a white buttoned down shirt she begins to relax. As the cigarette presses against her red lipstick a dark figure stands looking through a slightly ajar door. He prepares himself for what’s to come, removing his black leather gloves from his pocket he slips them on clenching his fists ensuring they are tight. Samantha sits with her back to the door as a black glove reaches around and swings it open silently. He grabs her from behind his gloved hand covering her mouth. They struggle as he tries to gain control of her arms. Eventually having her fully restrained as the cigarette burns in the ashtray. She’s tied on the couch at her ankles and wrists a silver strip of tape covers her mouth as she wriggles and mmmppphhhhssss.