Double Surprise

“No sight or sound, Kitten, not for this.”

His hands slide up my neck and put in the earpieces, making the whole place fall quiet. He is talking, I know he is. His lips are kissing mine.  Moaning, my hands go to wrap around him and pull him to me.  Hands stop me - not Jackson’s because his are still on my neck; Marcus’s hands.

I feel the rope wrap around them tightly.  The rope pulls on the skin. Jackson moves away, his hands releasing me. The rope pulls,  guiding me to walk. My hands are lifted up and I feel the rope being tied around the bar above my head. 

Marcus’s hands slide down my arms. A moan escapes my lips at the feel of his touch. His fingers run over my shoulders and collarbone down to my breasts. His hands grasp them both. Moaning, I try pushing them closer to them. The feel of the clamps going onto them is one I enjoy. Marcus still grasps them tight, so Jackson is the one putting the clamps on. Once on, the feel of rope