Jon opened his mouth to express his horror, but stopped. He stared at Karyn and swallowed. He had always had a thing for her. She always was attractive. Now, however, he looked at her in a whole new way.
He didn't just want to run his hands over her beautiful skin anymore. Now he wanted to wrap cords tightly around her. The idea of her immobile, helpless... a gag stuffed in her mouth...
"Wow," he breathed, and blinked.
"You see?" Karyn asked with a little whimper. "These thoughts, they just get in you and you can't--"
"Shut up," he said softly but firmly. He didn't want her speaking. In fact, he didn't want her able to use her mouth at all.
She looked surprised, but snapped her jaw shut. She looked at him expectantly, pleading him with her eyes. She needed to be tied up. She needed to be gagged.
"I know where to get rope," he said after a moment's thought. "Come on." He gave her hand a tug and then started walking, Karyn automatically falling into place behind him.
