"Don't worry, there is something better~" I put down the whip in my hand, I lit the low temperature candle, and dropped the hot but not harmful wax on Alice's nipple.
"Ah... Oh..."
Alice’s sensitive tits felt like they’re being wrapped in boiling wax. It hurted initially, but as the wax cools down, it gripped onto her nipples firmly.
"Ahhhhh..."
Alice’s body started shuddering profusely. Amidst her agony, there was an apparent trace of enjoyment in being tortured. Her moans started turning into those of pleasure rather than of pain.
And my hand gradually touched Alice's clitoris, as my fingers entered.
"Um...ahhhh...no...ahhh...no more..."
After the training was over, I put Alice down from the iron frame and looked at Alice, who was flushed and rubbed her waist with her hands.
"How do you feel? Are you still satisfied with my training?"
Alice was already weak and could not stand firmly,
"You are ruthless. They are yours."
Oliver got excited when he heard Alice say so.