Claire, Jade and Sarah Live, Part 2

Claire, Jade and Sarah waste no time. Jade and Sarah Jane Ceylon lie hogtied, faces pulled tight to one another by their harness gags. Every twitch Sarah makes drags Jade along with her. Sarah’s latex maid dress hugs every curve, but the back is open. Cyd pours hot red wax straight onto her asshole, runs it over her ass, and fills the cleft until the wax drips in a thick red river. Sarah thrashes and shrieks; Jade’s face jerks wherever Sarah goes. Claire bends back over a steel bar, arms bound, legs spread so wide her thighs tremble. Tight gag muffles her cries while the cane strikes, the whip follows, and bare palms slap heat into the skin. Then the positions flip: Jade lies on her back, ankles and wrists clamped wide open. Every flick of the crop lands on her exposed cunt until it glistens. Finally, Claire and Sarah straddle a long wooden horse, weight driving their sore, welted pussies hard onto the sharp edge. They ride out every inch of it.