Rotted in the dungeon

Naked and in chains, forgotten by the dominatrix in the dungeon, the slaves rot in their cold dungeon. It's New Year's Eve and nobody hears the silent wailing that echoes through the underground passages. Lady Vampira has simply forgotten her occupants, doesn't think about the beet´s, just think about herself! In a good mood, the mistress walks past the prison straight from the party, discovers the leather creature with the red ball gag like a remake of Pulp Fiction and calls HAPPY NEW YEAR whenever another sadistic fireworks display on the submissive servant!