Wax On, Whacks Off

Cali Sweets returns, locked in a metal stockade with her ass exposed. Eli Cross starts with his bare hand, slapping heat into her cheeks. He swaps to the flogger, then the cane, striking until every mark feels earned. He squeezes her tits, cups her cunt, fingers her slick hole until she drips. The Hitachi finishes the job, ripping a first orgasm out of her while she strains against steel. Next she stands naked. Eli pours hot wax across her breasts and watches it slide lower. The moment it cools, he rips it off with the flogger, strikes harder, then the cane cracks through the last patches. Between blows he sinks fingers deep again, vibrating another climax from her until her knees shake. Finally she’s strapped on her back to the box. Her pussy glistens, open. He slaps her tits, smacks her stomach, then lashes both with leather and cane until her skin blazes red. Fresh wax hits her breasts; he tears it away with the flogger. Only then does he reward her—fingers pumping, Hitachi pressed tight—driving the last string of orgasms until she’s spent and shaking.