Elena lay spread-eagled on the bench, her wrists secured tightly above her head to the metal rings, ankles bound to the legs of the bench with thick ropes that pulled her thighs apart. Her body still quivered from the first round, cum drying on her face and leaking from her pussy, but her eyes burned with desperate hunger. Marcus and Alex exchanged a knowing glance, their cocks already hardening again at the sight of her vulnerability.

Marcus set the flogger aside and rummaged through the toy chest in the corner, pulling out a array of implements: nipple clamps with vibrating attachments, a large vibrating dildo, anal beads, a ball gag, a spreader bar, and a remote-controlled bullet vibe. Alex grabbed a thick red candle from the shelf, lighting it with a match, the flame flickering as wax began to melt at the top. He also snatched a leather paddle and a set of weighted clamps for her labia.