Sandra Romain and Mikayla

Mikayla kneels naked in front of her. Sandra stands over her, eyes cold, a gag in one hand and a harness in the other. The brunette watches every move, then forces the thick ball between Mikayla's lips, straps it tight behind her head. Mikayla tries to hold still but her chest rises fast, big tits heaving with each breath. Sandra shoves her down, face to the floor, and yanks her arms behind her back. Rope bites into soft skin as she knots wrists and elbows tight. Mikayla pulls once, twice. The knots hold. Sandra slaps her ass hard enough to make her whimper through the gag. She spreads Mikayla open, presses cold lube to her tight hole, then works a thick plug inside. Slow at first, then deeper, until the widest part stretches her and sinks home. Mikayla moans, hips jerking. Pain flares, then melts into something hotter. Her pussy clenches around nothing, wet and swollen. Sandra flips her onto her back, straps her thighs wide apart, and fastens the harness around her waist. The gag stays in, shiny with drool. Every breath sounds heavy, desperate. Mikayla looks up, eyes glassy. The rope burns, the plug sits heavy inside her, and the ache between her legs grows sharper. Sandra leans in close, voice low and filthy, promising more if the girl earns it. Mikayla arches against the restraints, every muscle drawn tight, caught between fear and the rush of surrender.