Say "Squirm for the camera Kelly, show them how much control you have." and intensify the caning.

"Squirm for the camera Kelly, show them how much control you have," Theo commands, his voice low and intense. The cane whistles through the air, landing with increased **** across Kelly's reddened buttocks.

Kelly cries out, her body instinctively trying to evade the sharp sting. But her bonds offer no escape. The box tie around her upper body constricts as she struggles, the ropes digging into her skin and accentuating her helplessness. Her arms, pinned firmly behind her back, flex uselessly against the unyielding restraints.

As she writhes, the rope securing her to the ceiling pulls taut, forcing her to remain upright despite her **** movements. The tension across her chest increases, making each ragged breath a reminder of her captivity.

Kelly's legs strain against the spreader bar, muscles tensing as she instinctively tries to close them. But the bar holds firm, keeping her spread wide and ****. Each movement causes the dildo to shift inside her, sending jolts of sensation through her core.

"I can't-" Kelly gasps, her voice breaking as another stroke lands. She twists in her bonds, the combined stimulation of the cane and the relentless presence of the dildo overwhelming her senses. Her struggles only serve to intensify the sensations, driving her further into a frenzy of conflicting feelings.