On a desolate country road, Annabelle finds a beautiful barefoot waif wandering aimlessly. It seems she's running away from Breckenhurst a strange gothic mansion that rises from the flat Northern plains, inspiring wild gossip in the curious townspeople. They are certain there are strange sexual goingson inside the sober walls. If they only knew the terrible truth! After burgers and shakes in Kat's Diner, the waif, Sylvie, drops beneath the table and licks Annabelle's cunt to a hot unexpected climax. Bewildered, but intrigued by the girl, Annabelle takes her home, thinking she just might fit into the kinky lifestyle she shares with her boyfriend, Eric. Annabelle's no stranger to S&M; getting ruthlessly beaten and forcibly raped have been one cure for the persistent demons that make her life restless and discontent. At first, Eric loves having another willing female to abuse especially because this one is so utterly submissive. But later, when he takes off for a new job and expects Annabelle to follow, she refuses to go with him, saying Sylvie needs her. He's pissed. But he suspects, rightly, that it's not Sylvie who keeps his girlfriend tethered. It's the tales Sylvie's told her of Lawton Hurst and the mysterious Breckenhurst, that have his desperate girlfriend ready to crawl there on her knees. Hurst attracts women like flies, all drawn to him for his dark sexual visions and his willingness to abuse and contain his women. Deciding to return Sylvie to where she belongs, Annabelle arrives at Breckenhurst, only to find that she cannot leave. The powerful force of the man's allure has her captured. One hour in his midst and she knows he will take her to the hard extremes of submission, in hopes of forever purging her of the dark past that haunts her life.