Tells her to get up.

Doe sees a devilish smile flash across his face. John wraps his hands around the back of her head and tangles his fingers into her hair. With a cool, passing breath against her ear, he pulls her head sharply back and begins kissing her jaw, moving down her neck and across her collar bone. He runs one of his hands down her side, the pads of his fingers pushing firmly into her skin before he grabs her leg and starts sliding his hand upward. Just as his hand has moved almost all the way up her inner thigh, John stops suddenly and chuckles. "Get up." he tells her.

Doe complies, looking both confused and excited. Pointing his eyes at the closed door opposite them, John orders her "Put your hands against the wall, legs spread." Doe can feel his feral eyes staring at her.

He stands up and crosses the room slowly to wrap his arms up around her shoulders and pull his whole body close against hers. Doe can feel his cock hard inside his pants against her ass. He whispers in her ear "Which would you like first, you little slut, the rope or the blindfold?"