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At Dana's command, Sara opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, Dana attached three iron clamps, one in front, one on the right and one on the left side. So it was impossible for her, to pull the tongue back or to close the mouth completely. A black blindfold took her any point of view and the ability to prepare for, what else came. From another shelf took Dana now two long, still unused red candles and two nylon strings.

She picked first Sara's left leg up, until it just rested on her left arm. With some effort, she managed to wrist ankle and tie together, so that the leg was held in position. The right leg followed also, so that Sarah hung with bowing of the upper body, legs spread and raised vulva on the wall, but the weights drew their lips anyway down. She had to be really flexible, to tolerate such a strain, and it was probably not pleasant.

Dana enkindled both candles with a lighter of the seemingly endless pockets and stood in front of Sara. One candle she held about the forehead level, right over her tongue, the other in the same amount on her right, stretched nipple. As the first two drops found their goal, the bidding began. Sara flinched and groaned as drop by drop was dripping down over her sensitive nipples and her tongue. The second candle soon moved to the other nipple, the first took trips on her cheeks, nose and back of the tongue.

Once again, the bidding went slowly, because they wanted to enjoy the performance even a little. The first candle left her position, left a wax trace on Sara's chin, down to her left chest. From there, Dana was dripping down a track with two candles over her belly, and it was clear where she would end. Lastly, she held both candles over Sara's half-open vagina, and the first drops fell on her labia or met her tender inner flesh. A few more drops she still held out, but then she began to groan with each new in pain.

Still the spectators offered only sporadically, while the real ordeal began for Sara in there. On her tongue, her breasts and her vagina, small mountains were formed out of red wax, but Dana found always a pristine place. Sara's moans became louder and was finally passed into sharp screams. As the candles went just a trace from her taint towards the anal rose, someone offered enough. She was freed and handed over, a little weak on the legs.

The slave girl is splattered with candle wax and screams in pain, as reward her fucking slit will be treated with a vibrator.

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