Bruised and angry, I lower the candle between your legs. It begins to drip down your mound, between your pussy lips, and into your cunt. You scream through your gag and struggle against your bonds. Tears run down your cheeks as the wax cools on your nipples and pussy. I put the candle down and reach for my whip. I reach back and SWISH! a red welt rises across your breasts. You cry out and I give you another. Wax falls to the floor. "One more, my lovely" I say with a smile. The whip slashes between your legs, the tip slashing against your wet pussylips.