Poor defeated spy Reagan Lush awakens naked and covered in sweat sitting on her knees bound to a pole. The tens pads are still attached to her big tits and the tits continue twitching and jiggling from the electrical current. I come in carrying a large candle. Reagan's eyes widen in fear as I taunt her by pouring a few drops of the hot way on her tits. She cries out in pain as I pour more and more hot wax on. With every drop, helpless Reagan cries out in agony, but she still refuses to give me the information I need. I pick up my most painful tool - a tazapper which creates a firey burning ... Show more