Brooke is strung up in the middle of the dungeon, with her hands pulled high above her head. Her captor, Derrick enters with one thought and that is to devour Brooke. He has set his sights on Brooke, and has plans to make sure she suffer at the highest level. Drool is slowly leaking from Brooke’s face as the gag fills her mouth, and slightly muffles her moans. He uses a cat-o-nine tails to tenderize her flesh and turn it a bright shade of red.
