Domming Her Divorced Friend Into A Bondage Loving Lesbian

Sonia walks into the lake house bedroom and stops dead. Tina stands in front of the full-length mirror, strapping on a black leather harness, the steel rings catching the light. A ball gag dangles from one finger. Sonia’s throat goes dry. Tina turns, sees the flush on her friend’s cheeks, and smiles slow and mean. "Caught staring," she says. "I... I didn’t know you were..." Sonia’s voice cracks. "A domme?" Tina finishes. She steps close, the harness creaking. "Divorce left me a wreck. Then I learned control. Turns out I like it." She lifts the gag. "You’ve been wondering all week. Want to find out why?" Sonia nods before she can stop herself. Tina’s eyes flash. She spins Sonia around, binding her wrists behind her back with smooth leather cuffs. A shove between the shoulder blades drops Sonia to her knees on the rug. The ball gag slides between her lips, buckled tight. Sonia’s breath whistles through her nose, heartbeat hammering. Tina circles her, running one gloved hand over Sonia’s throat, then lower, tracing the line of her collarbone. "Still married in your head," she murmurs. "We’re fixing that." She pulls the leather tighter, testing. Sonia arches, a muffled sound escaping the gag. Tina leans in, lips brushing her ear. "Good girl. That’s the sound I wanted."