Greta's either in the office, musing about the ropes she has hidden in a drawer - or at home, dreaming she's a the office. This point just isn't clear -b ut neither does it matter too much. Greta meets up with mike the drape hanger and talks him into tying her up and spanking her. And that's it. This is perhaps one of the mildest (bordering on wimpy) bondage tapes I've ever seen. Greta never stops smiling - "beaming" might be a better word - and Mike is hardly a dominant master; he always seems unsure of what to do, and aside from a few smacks on the ass, never displays much energy. If you're into kissy-poo bondage, I guess this is where to go.