She was home from work and it was time to relax so Ailee Anne slipped the shoes off her stockinged feet and sat back on her bed. But the quiet time didn't last long because Ailee was quickly trussed up in her blouse and skirt, gagged with duct-tape and straining against the tan rope that controlled her slender body. The petite secretary twisted back and forth on her hips until she was lowered onto her stomach in a hogtie; although she arched vigorously and rolled onto her side, Ailee failed to free herself.