Nitta's enormous, pendulous breasts heave as she braces herself against the cold, metal table. Dr. Lomp, his eyes gleaming with sadistic delight, circles her with a burning candle. He dribbles hot wax onto her sensitive nipples, making them harden and ache. The wax solidifies, pulling at her skin as he tugs at it, sending waves of pleasure-pain coursing through her. The air thickens with the aroma of melted wax and the crackling of flames as Dr. Lomp moves on to more intense torments, pushing Nitta's boundaries with every lick of fire.