Please, Nicky… let me go!” squealed Ellen Brady.

“No, baby, no way,” answered her husband, Nicky. “You heard what I said.” Struggling frantically, Mrs. Brady tried to loosen the silk strips that held her securely in position. Kneeling over the edge of the bed, she felt so helpless, so vulnerable with her ass jutting out. Stroking his prick, her husband watched her struggle, a smile on his face.