In 18th century England young men gathered in private clubs to devise mischievous and exciting schemes to while away their idle hours. So it was with Bysshe, the young Marquis of Gore and his friends. They were bored, very bored. What they wanted was a delicious new game: a shocking, sensational, dangerously different way to spice up their long days. And together they thought up an ingenious idea. One of them would ravish a virgin of good family, an innocent maiden to be chosen by lot. Only a game they said. And so it was until the plan backfired. Suddenly the game had become a sadistic round of violence and vengeance.
How do you feel?