There are two ways to approach this release. The first (and intended) is as a marketing tool for the Domicile, the dungeon owned and operated by Die Grafin (the Countess). As infomercials go, this is one of the better examples. Impeccable production values, an upscale location, and a relatively attractive cast. Interspersed between the scenes are interviews with Die Grafin herself, extolling the virtues of her unvirtuous life.

Then there's the actual content. This is tame by anybody's standards, and especially the infamously extreme standards of everybody's favorite villains, the Germans. The six chapters see a variety of fantasies enacted, with all of the predictable stops: wax, flogging, spanking, paddling, cages, ball gags, CBT, cigarette smoke and lots and lots of latex. But things never really catch fire. In fact, the only real heat is generated by the candles.

Retailing: Popular series, stock with the rest.