Disclaimer : This is a work of fiction from my own sick mind.
"So you finally have opened your eyes? From now on, you will be awake for everything you are about to experience".
She looked up at me with anger in her eyes. I didn't care. She was going to get all that she deserved. All that I felt she deserved, which was a lot of suffering and pain. The bitch loves horror, or so she says, so I will make her live her own horror film. Yes, until I am done, she will experience the nightmare that she watched in many films. Oh those terrible slasher film. I hate how cheesy they are but you know the torture methods are great. I have always had a fascination with torture. Torture was part of life. Prisoners of War were tortured by their captives and now she is my captive and its my turn. Not sure what was going through her mind at this moment and honestly I couldn't care less.
She turned her head a bit to see what was laying next to the table that she was pinned down on. Her hands and feet bound. There was no way she could move. She seen the medical instruments and household items laying next to the the table.
"Well let's get started." I told her. As I picked up the scalpel and looked at her "You will see everything I am going to do to you. There is no way in hell you will get to close those eyes of yours". Before she awoken, I gave her a good dose of lidocaine so she could be awake without feeling the pain of what I'm doing at this moment. The shock will be good enough to know what is going to happen to her. I grabbed her eyelash on her left eye and whispered "I don't think you will need this for the rest of your life" and began to cut away the eyelid. Blood slowly tricked as it was be severed. I held it up for her to see and placed it in the metal pan next to the instruments on the table. I proceed to remove the lid from her right eye as well. I dabbed away a bit of the blood but I wanted to make sure that she knew she was at my mercy. No one would miss her. Why would they miss a whore? That's what she was.
I looked down at her. How odd she looked? No eyelids, her brown eyes staring up at everything. Yeah, her eyes would begin to dry out so I had to make sure to get medicated eye drops to help that problem. I didn't want any vision problems with her. The point of the whole thing is to make her suffer and suffer she would, until that very last moment in her life.
"Well, we took care of the issue with your eyes. You are now forced to see everything that happens to you. No way to close them and ignore what is going on. No way to stop seeing the blood and pain as it is coming. But now we have the issue of your voice and your screams. " I looked at her as I picked up the large embroidery needle that I took special care to sharpen enough to go through skin and tissue. I found some strong fishing twine as well. There was no way she could break this, no matter how hard she tried to scream. I began to remove the masking tape I had placed over her mouth. I noticed how nice and red her skin was as the tape begin to remove the top portions of skin around her mouth. One thing I wanted to do before I begin to sew her mouth closed, is to take the scalpel and make small slits in her lips. Small enough to burn like fire as they tried to heal. Enough for infection to set in.
"So you finally have opened your eyes? From now on, you will be awake for everything you are about to experience".
She looked up at me with anger in her eyes. I didn't care. She was going to get all that she deserved. All that I felt she deserved, which was a lot of suffering and pain. The bitch loves horror, or so she says, so I will make her live her own horror film. Yes, until I am done, she will experience the nightmare that she watched in many films. Oh those terrible slasher film. I hate how cheesy they are but you know the torture methods are great. I have always had a fascination with torture. Torture was part of life. Prisoners of War were tortured by their captives and now she is my captive and its my turn. Not sure what was going through her mind at this moment and honestly I couldn't care less.
She turned her head a bit to see what was laying next to the table that she was pinned down on. Her hands and feet bound. There was no way she could move. She seen the medical instruments and household items laying next to the the table.
"Well let's get started." I told her. As I picked up the scalpel and looked at her "You will see everything I am going to do to you. There is no way in hell you will get to close those eyes of yours". Before she awoken, I gave her a good dose of lidocaine so she could be awake without feeling the pain of what I'm doing at this moment. The shock will be good enough to know what is going to happen to her. I grabbed her eyelash on her left eye and whispered "I don't think you will need this for the rest of your life" and began to cut away the eyelid. Blood slowly tricked as it was be severed. I held it up for her to see and placed it in the metal pan next to the instruments on the table. I proceed to remove the lid from her right eye as well. I dabbed away a bit of the blood but I wanted to make sure that she knew she was at my mercy. No one would miss her. Why would they miss a whore? That's what she was.
I looked down at her. How odd she looked? No eyelids, her brown eyes staring up at everything. Yeah, her eyes would begin to dry out so I had to make sure to get medicated eye drops to help that problem. I didn't want any vision problems with her. The point of the whole thing is to make her suffer and suffer she would, until that very last moment in her life.
"Well, we took care of the issue with your eyes. You are now forced to see everything that happens to you. No way to close them and ignore what is going on. No way to stop seeing the blood and pain as it is coming. But now we have the issue of your voice and your screams. " I looked at her as I picked up the large embroidery needle that I took special care to sharpen enough to go through skin and tissue. I found some strong fishing twine as well. There was no way she could break this, no matter how hard she tried to scream. I began to remove the masking tape I had placed over her mouth. I noticed how nice and red her skin was as the tape begin to remove the top portions of skin around her mouth. One thing I wanted to do before I begin to sew her mouth closed, is to take the scalpel and make small slits in her lips. Small enough to burn like fire as they tried to heal. Enough for infection to set in.