Starring: CJ, DAN HAWKE (actor and director) additional camera work by: Ayissis.

Have you ever come across dark, somber, pierced, tattooed young chickies?....-you know the type?...ooozes with attitude and supposed worldly wisdom, full of morbidity and likes to toy with 'unknown' forces? goes by the name of MoniXa, Poizon Elixxxar or Plas-Mula or some ancient Hebrew 'Bad-girl' entity?, dresses in alluring black garments, wears corpse-paint and deathly mascara, smokes rare imported Turkish cigarettes and just 'luuuvs' the poetry of Bukowski...but when they discover you are much darker than they are: They run off like scared Amish maid?...- in the college campus where I do my 9-5 there's quite a few of these gothic creatures, in fact DH54's CJ is a dead ringer for a dark babe from the Arts dept. I've always had a 'thing' for....

Our victim is CJ a young "20 somethin'" with a reddish hair and a neat short hair cut in a 'bob'...love at first site!#%#%. When we first encounter CJ she is fully clothed (tight top, pants and sneakers) her arms bound upright to a 'free-balancing' wooden beam, we are at Dan's 'too familiar' loft of netherworldy perdition, which lately, for me has become like a second home.

CJ's got lovely jiggly titties, not too large - not too small, and a stupendous set of nipples with elongated pink aureolas, you just want to squeeze every drop out of those mammaries just like cow's udders! CJ is very aware of her drastic and unavoidable destiny, she struggles, cries and complaints...to no avail.

A Corpulent figure appears: the unwilling prisoner is told to undress, "Let me get a stool for you" he quips, now where's that fool who said that 'chivalry is dead'?, she graces her stool with that cute, hot, little ass of hers and proceeds to remove her pants, she puts on the ankle straps all by herself (with a little of hurried insistency from Mr. Hawke, that is) shortly after we see CJ with her legs spread and her ankles chained to the floor....this little Goth slut has a body "that is just asking for it" - perfect victim!, Dan tears the panties exposing her glorious pudenda, a rope bra is now in place and the remaining rope length is threaded through eye-hooks on the 'hanging' plank, The dark tormentor produces a pair of industrial labian extenders, these are clamped on studiously one by one CJ's outer cunt lips and leaves us viewers with a gynecological front seat view of her fuck-orifice.

It's "time-out" for Mr. Dan, but our precious little gothic bitch is going....'fucking NOWHERE!!!.- we hear her distressing sound of misery echoing throughout this cavernous loft of prime-'evil' wickedness.

CJ's rope bound tits are turning scarlet pink, shiny with the sweat of helpless terror, we get the odd (but too darn short!) close-up shot of that wide open bitch-slot, that holy sanctum of inner-pussyness, getting redder and redder and those ready to burst pink milk sacs, spit drooling through her duct-taped girly oral secretions down her chin and body, she's a "wet dream of depravity...a perverts delight"...she continues to keep up the struggle but in the end it is useless.

Where's Dan?? , - well, he's out of sight, maybe having a coffee and a donut?, or watching the NFL updates on TV, maybe multi-skilling and taking the time to torture some saucy unwilling victim in another room?****oh, geeez, the more I look at this girl, the more she reminds me my gothic chick on campus....too F#*$*#*cking good!!!!*- she even has one of those aerodynamically enhanced perfectly straight Scandinavian style noses- (sorry I've got a thing for noses...to each his own, I say).

The Dan is back and our dear gothic babe is now kneeling on a wooden crate, she wears nylons, gothic red velvet arms length gloves, a small revealing netted leotard, her hands are cuffed with cop cuffs and also bound with rope, these are placed over a skinny pole which is hanging trapeze like from the chains of the wooden beam above. Dan raises the 'bar' slightly and ties her ankles, this proves to be exhausting for our little dark-hearted darling, her tits are pulled out of her skimpy garment, Dan never loses an opportunity to grope them. -"Not done yet" he repeats as he places a rope which splits her cunt in two, followed by some heavy duty 'barbell' weights for added "stretchy" feeling, the saliva snakes out of her mouth and down the netted fabric and those great "too die for" tits, she looks helplessly irresistible, the drool...the drool like a slimy worm jeweled in silver...the kinky shoes...her moans...a Goth's dream come true (sorry I should say: 'nightmare').

CJ, our sweetie now wears a wide leather S&M neckbrace, Dan mounts her on a V-shaped stirrup bench, spitting her formidable cunt once again, ankles chained, wearing a rope bra again which is maddeningly squeezing the life out of those 'fun-melons' of hers...geee, I was already starting to miss them., her glistening red mouth is an open round gash, held open by a ball-less leather gag. - "Take care" Dan murmurs and exits the stage. CJ's ethereal tortured moans are hell hymns which reverberate painfully throughout this grim cathedral.

Those of you familiar with Dan's films, would have noticed that there is no background music or soundtrack, which is fine by me. but sometimes I prefer a little music or - 'Muzak', I quickly select a CD from my vast and eclectic music collection...what have we here?, let's see...Throbbing Gristle's "Mission of Dead Souls" - recorded in Oakland, CA in 1981, perfect!!! the sounds of this English 'experimental' group (actually more like an 'arts collective' than a musical group), fits rather beautifully with the scenes in question: The soundtrack to her horrific pain, a mess of screams and ectoplasmic out of body screeches, and the hum of an incessant dark industrial machinery.

THIS IS NOT PORN< THIS IS NOT BONDAGE, IT'S A PRIVATE HELLISH RITUAL OF THE FLESH!!!!!!!

Her tits are now "Coneheads" from "Remulak", erect , pointy blood red from the brutal restraint, her vaginal nectar slimes its way down the wooden workbench, I am enjoying this!....perversely enjoying this grotesque display...and I don't feel guilty at all...bring on more torments for this bitch, I say. This wench is custom-made to satisfy for the fiery pleasures of my soulless depravity which infests our inner-pervert. There's a beautiful photographic moment which grabbed me an 'still-life' like shot of heels, chains and stockings, simply artistry! Move over Robert Mapplethorpe).

CJ is now kneeling on a workbench, ass high in the air, rope slotted in her pussy, ankles attached to a wooden pole which rests horizontally on the back of her feet. "Let's make sure that ass stays high in the air" - the master speaks. Out comes a riding crop, a bit of 'whacking' discipline is on the cards, her fleshy 'moon white ass is teased with slaps, her meaty milk pendulums swing in the background darkness....my soundtrack has ended....put 'Cannibal Corpse' on ('Butchered at Birth'- album) demented noise at its best...music for a deranged mind which seeks dark communion...it's getting intense here...I can hear the thump of my own heartbeat. Wine coloured whip marks are appearing on her butt cheeks. Dan tries his hand at a bit of humour "It going to hurt only, only for a LONG TIME".

Dark Dan's machine gun whipping continues, we get nice close-ups of her roped naked vulva in all its glory c-c-c-colossal!!, guess I'm hopelessly in love with CJ, I confess!...just check out those perfect legs, will ya?!?!

Time marches on. CJ is now stretched out in what appears to be a medieval rack like instrument of torture, her mammaries ensnared in plastic cable this time, her cunt gash an inviting Blood Red....Turn up "Cannibal Corpse!!!". The artist in Dan beckons, so it's time for a bit of candle waxing, Dan is the new Jackson Pollock of dripping wax and before we know it, little CJ's got a massive load of burning wax glop on her painfully tender milk melons, then a bit of red wax on her abdomen, TOO HOT! -she complains, this is not in the script, she screams and squirms, she is in pain, Dan's gone a little 'heavy handed' on the wax front, she is totally exhausted but no one cares....the dripping drips on, Dan's 'Vincent Price House of Wax Hour' has just begun. -"Now You don't have to worry about being cold anymore" he comforts her, Dan keeps pouring that hot waxy hell "nice-VERY NICE", "You're 'overheating'" , I found this wax scene very intense, really, usually not my 'thing' but it was like watching the scene of an accident...I couldn't help myself....This wax is way too hot...Master Dan takes a breather and we finally get to look at this macabre work. Dan then returns with cutting pliers, she is cared shitless probably thinking he's going to used them for some depravity but not this time, he cuts loose the cables wrapped around her breasts, which until now have been ensnaring her mammaries like little red cupcakes. Dan leaves her overnight to sleep it off, "Tomorrow is another day, and we can have some more fun", we are left with her screams and as Dan exits he makes sure he turns off the lights and leaves her in the cold eternal darkness.

Overall, I enjoyed this film immensely, especially featuring a babe which resembled one of my numerous gothic fantasies and infatuations....What can I say but "NICE, VERY NICE"