Mary continues to take turns whipping Luna with Ben, their sadistic pleasure fueling the onslaught of pain. They switch between her ass and back, her breasts and stomach, relishing in every howl of agony that escapes her lips. Eventually, they grow tired of using only their hands and begin to experiment with other objects around the room: a wooden spoon, a metal hairbrush, even an extension cord.

"Oh fuck!" Luna screams as Mary yanks the cord taut across her breasts, leaving angry red welts in its wake. She arches her back, trying desperately to escape the agony but finding no relief. The pain is excruciating, yet she can't help but feel a strange sense of pleasure coursing through her body as well.