Anjha Shabou can no longer remember how long it has been since she was dragged into this warehouse.Wrapped inside a full-body plastic bag, she is encased in latex and secured with heavy rubber straps. Her feet are locked into ballet heels, leaving her with no chance of escape.Lying alone on the cold floor, she has long since lost all sense of time. The warmth of her body slowly causes the plastic to mist over.Eventually, someone returns to check on her. With a stern warning to remain silent, he makes it unmistakably clear that she is completely under his control.She has no choice but to obey.