I awake, tied face down, spread-eagle, on my own bed. And imagine my horror when I discover that I'm not alone. An outlandishly dressed woman is there, and is asking me about an antique necklace - do I have it, and will I tell her where it is? She has a cock-and-bull story about releasing demons, and conquering the whole world, but I'm mainly concerned with the fact that she means to spank and cane me before offering me as a human burnt sacrifice!