Rebecca Lord and Kym Wilde

Kym takes it as hard as she dishes it out. Rebecca Lords lays into her with a brutal beating that leaves her shaking. Then she straps her to the wheel. Naked. Bound. The wheel turns slow, locking her in place while hot wax pours over her skin in long, stinging lines. Kym grits her teeth. The wax hits hard, dripping down her stomach, between her thighs. Rebecca doesn’t let up. Every drop lands with purpose. Every turn of the wheel exposes another inch of skin. Kym breathes through it. Takes every second. Still locked down. Still burning.