Ambitious blonde lawyer Lottie La Lay has heard rumours of the strange legal limbo that is the Duke's domain. And being quite avaricious, she believes she has spotted an opportunity at the interface between his estate's legal system and the general law. If a girl were to escape and leave his domain, suddenly national law would apply - and the Duke might find himself in hot water. Surely as a trained legal professional she could find solutions to this problem, prepare legal groundwork in advance, generally ensure that his nice little racket of naked slave girls all over his domain isn't threatened? All for a very reasonable annual salary for her, of course! The Duke seems very agreeable to the proposition and when they conduct an in-person meeting he has already prepared her contract of employment. He scarcely seems to need convincing of her proposition at all! Then Lottie makes a terrible error: in her eagerness to extract maximum money from the Duke, she fails at her most basic lawyerly training... and signs the contract without reading it. Of course, the Duke has her on retainer as a legal consultant, for one year as agreed. But of course as she is a pretty woman, she will serve under the same conditions as all the rest of his staff: as a nude in metal slavegirl, barefoot and locked in steel bondage for the whole year! Lottie is MORTIFIED, but she knows the Duke's laws well enough to recognise that having freely entered into the contract, there is no way out for her. There is nothing for it but to obey his shocking order to strip naked and submit to being locked in heavy metal handcuffs and leg irons. She conducts the rest of the negotiations about her duties humiliated and naked in the Duke's study. Perhaps she can be put to work in the kitchens? Or maybe gardening? The Duke doesn't have need of gardeners, but he DOES need a new statue for the formal garden. Yes, capital. She will be trained to be a naked display statue in bondage! First she is carted off to the dungeons for an extended spell of naked slavery. She must pose for admirers in a variety of metal bondage, starting with globe cuffs, leg irons, a chain to the ceiling, ballgag and nipple clamps! She is made to hold herself in various poses and endure the pain of holding the position for as long as ordered, even though her nipples are screaming in protest! Then her hands are put into Darby handcuffs and attached to the chain from the ceiling, and she is shown the poses she must adopt as she dangles, helplessly, naked in the cold stone dungeon cell. Once she has made some progress in the position training, the Duke comes in to address her. They have done some legal research on her claims of escaping slavegirls, and her position does have merit. Lottie thinks that they are going to call on her legal expertise. But instead the Duke wants to test out a new escape challenge on her, to make sure that a new restraint technique does not have an unacceptably short release time were one of the guard to be so remiss as to the leave the keys within her grasp. Lottie is therefore fastened on her knees in a contraption of stainless steel spreader bars and shiny metal cuffs. Three of the spreader bars form a triangle behind her with one side running from wrist to wrist behind her back just below her shoulders, and the other two sides running down to one ankle cuff. This puts her into very awkward positions, especially as the two spreader bars down to the ankle are of unequal length. Her other ankle cuff is attached to a sliding lock to one of those descending bars - enough to give her a little freedom to adjust, but making standing difficult and walking categorically impossible. The whole triangluar contraption is then dangled from the ceiling by chains going up from each wrist. A devilish predicament indeed! The Duke sets a 12 minute safety limit on the escape, but seems confident that she will be unable to make it. Perhaps if she does she will be allowed back into legal duties instead of the humiliation of being a damn statue in the garden? Let us say that it does not all go Lottie's way, and being on display in the formal gardens seems likely to be her lot for the rest of her year of servitude....