He tied a leather thong around both her ankles, leaving about two feet of freedom between them. His hand wrapped around the front chest strap and hoisted Ursula up while her legs fought to find the floor. Charles didn’t let go until they stood in the center of the room.
He held up a combination gag and blindfold, decorated in red and silver flames. A small triangle was cut out for Ursula’s nose.
Charles shoved the leather plug past her teeth. The square, outer cover spread well beyond her lips. He positioned the blindfold part and the top half of her face disappeared. She wouldn’t see even a hint of light underneath. The taste and smell of leather, the many straps pressing around her head and body would soon overpower her other senses. Heavy metal.
The cat flung out from Charles’s shoul
