The knife

Duffy couldn't move but his taped up head.  He crossed tied wrists had be pushed up
and tied to the top of the chair.  The rope cut deep into his bulging biceps. Rope rope crisscrossed over his chest and around his gut  dug deep into his skin, pushing his belly in.


Each of his feet had been tied to the back leg of the chair, and ropes circled his things binding them to the chair's seat.  Wide, thick duct tape covered his mouth and bound his hands into a fist.

He looked at his teammates.  Sweat and fear covered their faces.  They were left alone with the guy holding the knife.

 He came and grabbed Matto's long hair.

"I'm going to scalp you boy."

He moved the knife around his nipples.

"I am going to cut you up
boy."


Matto was shaking.  His eyes were popping out of his head as he toyed with his bound body.

He pulled Codman's hair and flicked the knife on his facial hair.  I'm going to dry shave you boy.  I'm going to skin you alive cutting off that face of yours.

Codman eyes were shut.

He was screaming in his gag.

His strained against the ropes binding him, only making them tighter.

"You should know, at the end of the day, you will get to know this knife, and I won't be using it to cut you loose."

He left the bound men gagged screaming and squirming in their ropes.