Terri felt her stomach muscles tighten as David picked up that incredibly sharp-looking knife, “Seriously David, you’re joking right? I can’t believe that you’ve gone to all this trouble, luring me here to your secret and rather well-equipped torture chamber, only to do me with a knife? Why not use some of these delightfully diabolic instruments of agonizing torture you seem to have collected, instead?”

Seeing the look of indecision in David’s eyes, Terri smiled seductively, “Why not enjoy the night, using my body to sate all your sickly perverted sexual desires, while at the same time, slowly and brutally torturing me to death. After all David, as I recall, when you lured me up here tonight, you did promise that you’d show me a good time...”