From what I saw and later learned, there was no way to emit a sound other than moans and this was minimal if the collar was strapped tight.Brianna the... attached what looked like a padded headrest to the back of the chair and with another leather belt, strapped Nita’s head to it by running it over her eye level. It must have been tight as Nita let out a soft moan as it was made complete. Just then David and Jeremy, the steroid twins came into the room. They each wore only a pair of leather. I eyed his body above me again before looking up into his eyes. James ran his hand over my stomach balancing himself on the other arm. I smiled and closed my eyes feeling his fingers reach under the hem of my shirt. I heard him smile as he leaned down to kiss my neck lightly. I exhaled deeply, arching my back pressing my body into his, his fingers glided across my skin causing me to moan a little. James’s lips moved across my neck pressing his tongue in different spots. My hands wrapped around. While I dislike usinglabels, it's a little hard to describe her without doing so. You see sheis a bit of a... well a Goth. Now I'm not talking about Marilyn Mansonstyle or anything extreme like that but there isn't really any other easyway to describe her and she certainly wasn't emo or into wrist cutting asLars had sarcastically said.She had long black hair that was so black it gleamed blue and shimmeredwhen she moved. I sometimes wondered if she actually had dark bluehighlights but I'd never. "Back for more I see," she sneered. "Hello Sandra," I replied, letting my distaste for her attitude show. "I've just left my mother and she looks like a whore, dressed the way she is." "She chose to wear it Sandra, not me. Your mother wears what she wants. I don't tell her what to wear." "Bullshit. She never used to dress that way until you showed up." "She had no one to dress that way for Sandra. You saw to that by telling her she'd never find anyone who'd find her attractive enough to.