Felina was taken by surprise when the hostess announced that another 30 minutes had elapsed. With her hood, it was difficult for her to estimate the passing of the time. As this was the fourth handicap she was given, it meant 1h30 had passed since the start of the challenge. This was a good result, given the strictness of her bondage.

As she was landed on the spiked mats, her first reaction was surprised pain as the dozens of prickly points pressed into her skin. Then she felt the irritant work its way to her nerves of her thighs and she moaned in pain and anger. Already, her breasts and crotch were in fire, and now these spikes were going to add another layer of agony to it. The heat too was beginning to drive her crazy. After 30 minutes of constant exposure, her skin had become very sensitive to the heat to the point that it was getting unbearable. She had found that those parts of her body that were facing the floor or the ceiling were somewhat protected from the radiations and so had begun to roll regularly so as to expose relatively fresher parts to the heaters. But now, rolling on the spiked mats was going to be a different affair entirely.

Just as she was about to get back to work, her body was coursed by a new wave of electricity, which sent her thrashing around on the heinous spikes, tenderising her whole skin until the jolts stopped. She was left panting and gasping in agony, as the venom penetrated her nerves, rendering her crazy with pain and itching. Her bucking had pulled her thong off her crotch, waxing off her neatly trimmed pussy hair, and causing yet another kind of intense pain.

There was nothing she could do to better her fate, except escaping fast from this ordeal. She decided that her next target would be the hood. This would give her access to the key of the mittens, which was hidden under her ball gag. Regaining her sight would be helpful as well. The problem was that the key to her hood was trapped between her tightly bound breasts, hidden under a thick layer of wax. It was out of reach of both her feet and hands. By luck, the key had originally been tied to a string tied around her neck. Maybe she could extract it from its prison of hemp, flesh and way by pulling hard enough on that string? It was worth a try.

The amazed audience was now offered a true contortionist's show. Right under their eyes, Felina slowly contorted her arms until they formed the reverse-prayer position, with her chained hands positioned between her shoulder blades. Then she moved them still higher along her spine, until she was able to hook the collar string with the tip of her fingers. She began to tug on it with delicate yanks, all her sense focused on her throbbing breasts. Was the key moving? She continued with her yanks in various directions, trying to dislodge the key. To her frustration, the wax was securely holding the key and would not let it go.

Just as she realised this, another powerful jolt stroke her body, sending her jerking and curling on the spiked matt, screaming into her gag. The torture continued for 20 atrocious seconds and left her exhausted. She had to rest some time before being able to continue. As the seconds passed, she reflected that this was exactly what her torturers were hoping. They knew she was going to escape but they were trying to slow her down enough to make her fail by the time. But she was decided to prove them wrong.

By now, she had admitted that the key could not be pulled from the wax in the current situation. She would have to break the wax first. Accordingly, she rolled on her belly and arched her body backwards a far as she could, until she could feel her nipples leave the floor. Then, with all her might, she dropped her chest on the matt, hoping to crush the wax. Indeed, the layer that was covering her breasts was easily crackled and fractured - it was already quite damaged by her previous struggles - but the plug of wax trapped between her bound breasts was amply protected by her massive boobs and did not budge. All she managed to do was to impale her throbbing melons of flesh onto the spikes, driving her crazy with agony.

She was left unable to do anything for at least two minutes as she tried to recover her breathing. This had been a total failure. She had to find another approach or renounce getting at this key for now.