Breaking And Entering: Tina Lee Comet and Ashley Lane

Ashley slips through the window and drops into darkness, boots soft on carpet. The room smells like perfume and metal. She creeps forward, hunting the safe she came for, but a shadow moves behind her. Tina Lee Comet slams into her back, fingers locked around her throat. Ashley fights, nails scraping, legs kicking, but the older woman is faster and meaner. One sharp twist and Ashley is on her knees, wrists yanked behind her and lashed tight. Tape seals her mouth. Tina drags her deeper into the house like luggage, past locked doors and cold tile. In the dim bedroom Ashley is stripped bare, ankles spread and cuffed to the bed frame. A heavy ball gag replaces the tape, straps biting her cheeks, drool already slick on her chin. Tina watches her struggle, eyes bright with payback. Ashley’s blonde hair tangles across flushed skin as she twists, every pull making the ropes creak. Tina circles slow, hands greedy, touching where she pleases, reminding Ashley who owns the house and who owns her now. Each muffled curse only earns another knot, another hour of helpless heat. Revenge tastes sweet when the intruder ends up the prize.