The Crimson Baroness keeps her victims in her medieval dungeon. One by one, they are subjected to extreme and horrific ordeals. Sometimes to make them talk, sometimes to make them surrender all their possessions, and sometimes simply for the Baroness's own pleasure. One of these victims has found his way into Her pleasure chamber. The Swedish drink will be his final reminder and the end of his pathetic existence. Fetid liquids are forced down his throat, his belly swells and bulges with the disgusting mixture he has been forced to swallow. Hard ball slaps are administered, and he writhes in agony in the inevitable servitude. The end is near; either his stomach ruptures, or he will writhe in pain for days before the bacteria in the cocktail of excrement finish him off for good.