Soloactiva's body is a canvas of pain and pleasure, as her Mistress meticulously applies layer upon layer of hot wax, only to rip it off in torturous strips. The crack of the whip against her flesh, the snap of the flame against the wax, and the scream of her lungs fill the chamber. The intense heat of the fire licks at her skin, as she's forced to spread her legs, exposing her most intimate parts to the flame.