Jitender had Priya bound to the bedposts with thick leather cuffs that bit into her wrists. Her legs were spread wide and secured to the footboard, ankles locked in matching restraints. Their son slept soundly in his cot on the far side of the room, unaware of what his parents were doing.

Priya's heavy tits hung swollen with milk, dark nipples already leaking. Jitender circled the bed slowly, his thick cock jutting out hard and angry. He held a riding crop in one hand, tapping it against his palm.