Custom Script: "Miss Scarlet leads Professor Plum to the bedroom, where the lighting is dim. Possibly a few candles burning in the background. She asks him if he wants to fool around a little— take a little break from searching for clues, trying to figure out who the perpetrator is. The Professor is down. She asks if he has any kinks; or what he's into.  "You like to be dominated, huh? I didn't know that, Professor." She is wearing a red dress, which quickly comes off; beneath is a red lingerie outfit, nylon stockings on each leg. She makes the Professor drop to his knees and starts worshiping her ass. She makes him kiss and lick each cheek properly. Finally, she grows bored with him and tells him she has a new task for him; Worshiping her feet.  She sits down on the bed, telling Plum to crawl to her. He's going to suck on her toes. She peels off her stockings one by one. Plum is eager once her toes are exposed; however, she has a surprise for him. She retrieves a small thing of edible body and drizzles each toe, which runs down to the soles of her feet.  "They look plum delicious, don't they, Professor?" She tells him to get busy, that oil isn't going to lick itself off. After several laps, the Professor becomes woozy. "Professor Plum, are you feeling ok? You seem a little light-headed why don't you lie back on the pillow." With Professor on his back, she gathers her stockings. In the first one, she balls up. "You see, the oil you ingested was not quite lethal, but enough to still you." She stuffs the stocking ball into his mouth. "But these stockings are, Professor, and that's exactly what I'm going to use to finish you." She takes the other stocking and wraps it tight around his neck. Then, pulling it toward her to cut off his air.  "I had my eye on you since the beginning of the party… I knew you'd make the perfect victim." She smiles down at him as she has a devious thought.  "Let's play a little game, shall we… it's called resist or surrender. I think the outcome will be the same however you play it." She realizes Plum is trying to get loose. "Oh, stop pretending to struggle… I can see you fading, fading so fast. Succumb to me,(growing impatient), quickly please, I'd like to get back to the party. She increases the pressure. She notices his hands are loosening around the ligature wrapped around his neck. "Come on bitch-boy, let's end this game….  just drop your hands and let me finish you off…." His arms fall to the sides. Scarlet laughs. "That's right, There you go… come on, give in… that's right, give in…." A smile creeps onto her face (maybe a laugh) as she sees that it's over. "Yes, very good…. A fucking + in surrendering." She loosens the stocking constraint, letting them fall to each side. "Ahhh… You just Plum ran out of luck, huh, Professor?" She straightens her hair out and composes herself. Then, she grabs one of the stockings, stretches it out, and as she lays it over his face, she says, "and that's game over." She lets out a pitying sigh (or laugh) as IT GOES BLACK.  We come back to a different angle in the room. Miss Scarlet puts her heels back on and gets back into her dress. "Well, I need to get back to the party… before they start getting suspicious." Once she is put back together, she faces the camera. "It was Miss Scarlet, with her nylon stockings in the bedroom." She puts her finger to her lips, shhh to the camera. Miss Scarlet moves to the door. But before leaving, she practices her speech. "Did you know the Professor had a nylon fetish?" She doesn't like it. "The Professor wasn't feeling well." She doesn't like that either. "I can't seem to find the Professor anywhere," she says with a shrug. She likes it. She opens the door and leaves."