I yelled at the top of my lungs when I felt the wax pour on my stomach. I felt it almost run down between my legs. God knows how much they poured this time. Withstood the hellish pain on my skin, but with the splash of water, I kept myself twisting and resisting ways for my body to help cool it down. Now do you hear me, what I'm saying...Princess? "She asked again. I said no! I won't touch that thing on my hand!" I insisted, grabbing my hands that are pinned.Okay, one more," she said.
This time they spilled the wax between my legs, unfortunately. I wanted to scream in hell, but I managed to endure the burning pain. I felt I got lucky; I still have my pants, unlike my shirt, which was torn to have a bare back. The wax melt felt the burning sensation down on me. It went deep through. "So you heard me now?" she asked again.