John knew well the odd sensation that removing the wrist strap brought, and he rubbed his own naked right wrist in an echo. He turned and placed Jack's wrist strap on the dresser gently. "Bigger, vulgar and flashier," he said grinning.
He picked up some lengths of chain, feeling the weight through his hands, deliberating before coming to a decision. "On your back. Arms and legs spread." He took out two lengths of chain, picking out four small padlocks too.