Henry gestured towards the massage table, "Remove your robe and sit here," Without hesitation, Amy complied. "Sit on the edge," he follows through upon seeing her approach the massage table.
"Wait a moment, care to explain why you prefer me to sit on the edge instead of the middle?" Amy asked, playfully curious.
Henry's smirk grew wider as he retrieved something from his pocket. "We're going to use a few items from Mary's gift, the swing," he mischievously teased.
Amy observed in silence as Henry untangled the ropes and wrist wraps from the swing. She remained seated on the edge of the massage table, naked, as Henry positioned himself behind her and swiftly pulled her arms, causing her to lean back forcefully.
"What in the... Hey, please be more gentle," Amy protested, expressing her discomfort.
