Bonus Update: Part 2 of the Nov live feed

Claire still has them. The live feed’s last stretch. Sara Faye and Elyse hang there, arms wrenched back, legs locked open, rope biting deep into every soft inch. Claire moves between the two blondes, her mouth set like she’s deciding which scream to pull next. She starts with heat. Hot wax splashed across breasts already raw from earlier, letting it harden, then yanking it off so skin burns twice. When the girls gasp, she only smiles, grabs a pair of castration bands, and snaps them onto their swollen nipples. The bands bite hard, turning pink to dark, the pain settling in slow and mean. She leaves them like that while she takes up the flogger. Stroke after stroke, heavy leather across tits, bellies, spread thighs. The impact cracks sharp in the room, every hit forcing their backs to arch against the ropes. They’re shaking, drooling, eyes glassy. Claire circles, swaps between the two, keeps the rhythm going until the feed finally cuts. Six hours and she isn’t finished.