Blinded by a rag,

Feet bare set on cold stones and ankles clasped tightly.

Her body wrenched into the chair, naked and burned with rope.

Arms tied,

Blood supply suffocated by cold metal fastenings, handcuffs perhaps.

Neck sore, wedged backwards by a tight pulling on her long, flaxen hair.

Mouth stuffed,

She cries against the hard ball and tries to struggle. Clasp on her hair tightens, small strands peel away from her scalp.

Cold blade swings,

Crosses her waist lightly massaging with its chilling thrill;

Back and forth, raw; stinging, scraping, cutting and then burning.

Neck strains,

Nape and throat stretch and strain as more hair rips painfully.

Blade stops, wedging in the wound giving a sore, raw pressure pain.

Gripping nail,

Clamps grip and pull.

Teeth are ripped out.

They received payment,

Her morbid fantasies enacted perfectly.