He bounced impatiently on the balls of his feet. When was she going to ever going to wake up? He couldn't get started until she did. Ah, there, he saw her eyelids begin to flutter and finally open. He relished the way her eyes widened in shock and then looked all around the room, finally settling on him.
"Good evening, Sleeping Beauty," he caressed her cheek. "Now, now, don't go hurting yourself," he cautioned as she suddenly struggled against her bonds. "The ropes are very sound and very tight. I never use the same ones twice. The blood seeps all over them and I'm afraid they might weaken."
"No need to say anything," he raised his hand and patted the air. "I've heard it all before and frankly I'm quite tired of it. While this cellar is soundproof I get so bored listening to pleading and begging. And the screams quite frankly hurt my ears after a while. So we'll just leave the gag in place."
"Now that you've finally woke up, I think we should get started. I'm not getting any younger, you know. And as for you, well, just think of it this way. You're not going to get any older." He picked up the razor sharp skinning knife from the rolling cart that stood beside the plywood table he had spread-eagled her on. He let the light from the naked bulbs overhead reflect from the blade into her eyes and chuckled at the expression of terror that crossed her face.
"Now then, first things first." He slipped the knife, sharp edge up, under the lowest button of her blouse and slid it along her torso. Cloth ripped. The was a momentary obstruction as her bra resisted, but then it gave way. When the knife cleared he laid it back on the cart and pulled her sliced clothing apart.
Her breasts fell into view. A deep red scratch ran from her belly up to near her throat. "have to be careful up there you know," he commented. "Once a woman realized what was going to happened and managed to cut her own throat when I came up too far." An expression of disgust crossed his face. "She didn't get what she deserved, but all the rest of you did. And will."
One swift cut severed her belt. He commenced cutting her slacks away. The knife moved down over her midsection and mound, then first down her left inside leg, followed by her right. He laughed quietly at the pain that showed in her eyes.
"This is nothing yet. I suggest you save your strength and hurt expressions. You're going to need them." He pulled her slacks away. "Excellent. I don't know if you had noticed, but I'm already naked." He stood by her face, his erection straining out from his body.
