Nikki Nievez and Fayth Deluca

Fayth Deluca walked in fresh, no idea what Nikki Nievez had planned for her. Nikki wastes no time. She ties Fayth down first, arms pulled tight, legs spread wide, and the rope bites hard. Hot wax hits her nipples next. Fayth jerks. Another line of wax runs down her stomach and pools on her clit. Nikki doesn’t soften the drip; she makes sure Fayth feels every slow drop. When the wax cools, Nikki rips it off in one pull. Fayth’s skin glows red. Clamps follow—two on her tits, two more on her pussy lips—then Nikki yanks the chain and watches the girl twist. Suspension comes after. Fayth hangs face down, wrists and ankles locked in leather cuffs, toes pointed at the ceiling. Nikki slides underneath, tongue working the arches of Fayth’s feet while the girl swings and gasps. A thick strap-on is next. Nikki lines up, grabs Fayth’s hips, and drives straight into her ass. The girl swings with every thrust, moaning through the gag while Nikki fucks her deeper, harder, faster. Fayth’s thighs shake. She comes hard, body jerking in the ropes, then Nikki lowers her just enough to keep her on the edge and starts all over again.