In some green netherworld, Tera Patrick, her right hand replaced by a Terminator-like gizmo, spins tales like a futuristic Scheherezade to an old, old, old CGI-constructed guy in some sort of iron lung. The tales involve sex, surprising no one, and often Tera is having the sex, pleasing many.

The videography is lush, with rich colors and textures, and the choral music behind the scenes complements the medieval look of the sets and locations, in abrupt contrast to the modern-looking machinery keeping the CGI guy alive. The shortcomings of this video - like the not-quite-ILM-quality CGI imagery - are trumped in spades by Patrick's presence, narrating the tales and in four of the six sex scenes.