This must be "missing girls in bondage" month. Another babe disappears and her friend (Casee aka Careena Collins) sets out to find her. Is said missing friend the sultry wench in the opening credits who is seen slithering and dancing before Bruce Seven, who sits on a throne making like Ming the Merciless? The same Seven who gives her fanny the kiss of the lash? And what style designer sunglasses is Seven wearing?

The crop crackles harder. The butt gets redder. Seven's dialog gets nastier. But his two babe assistants are growing bored and talk about getting another victim like you'd discuss getting a takeout order from a Texas ribs' joint. Well, you guessed it. Casee walks into the wrong place at the wrong time. "Master" Seven's henchman, Ed Powers, looking like some Chinese stage illusionist, talks about readying Casee for export as if she were some kind of wicker chair.

Some real intense, and I do mean INTENSE, torture ensues. (Probably a payback to Collins for some of her Tannervision videos). There's tit slapping, nipple pinching, suspensions, rope ties, thigh lashings, the venerable hot wax, Roscoe Bowltree's Hawaiian shirt, and the dialogue....It just doesn't pay to smile if you're in this video, because you're going to get it wiped off your face. Powers, incidentally, turns out to be a good guy, but is discovered and is subjected to the cruel East Sumatran white jockey shorts torture (and so is the viewer).

This is one bondage tape where you can actually feel the stuff that's on the screen. Between the wax and the whip, I couldn't sit for a week. And it wasn't a case of hemorrhoids, either. A real showcase piece, especially if your store handles this type of product.