This starts out like a light comedy as the talkative Mistress Artemis Antone, in the role of a new personal trainer, acts more like a bored, spoiled babysitter, but it isn't long before she has the poor schmuck bound and tied. She sits on his face and demands that he munch down on the junction of her panties. He complies, and his reward is to be nearly smothered in her much more than ample bosom. Like a hands-off couch dance, she teases him and gets-off on his reactions.

He's eventually released only to have his face and upper torso stroked and fondled by her legs and feet. She places a leather mask on his head and he looks like a reject model for an old Harry Harryhausen epic as he nods like Mr. Ed counting to five. It may not have been a strenuous workout, but it undoubtedly improved his circulation. Overall, not too bad.