Examines his prize

Mr. Stribe laughed. "You can't get free." Then he snapped. One of the men stepped forward and handed Mr. Stribe a knife. Mr. Stribe took it and walked slowly around Katie.

"What are you doing?" she asked nervously.

"I'm going to take what is mine and prepare it in the manner that best suits me."

"What's that mean?"

The knife swung down and cut through the cloth of the skirt Katie wore. Mr. Stribe leaned over Katie and whispered, "You are my pet, and my pets are not allowed to wear cloths." He slipped the knife under the hem of her shirt and, in one swift motion, cut it down the middle. The tip of the blade ended up directly under her chin. "You had better do what I say, or this is going to be very, very unpleasant."

Katie nodded stiffly.

"Good girl," Mr. Stribe cooed as he stroked her cheek with his other hand. "We're going to get along fine I think."

He cut along the sleeves of her shirt so that it fell of and then down the center of her shirt. She was left in her bra and panties, helpless before this strange man.

"Stop," she said softly.

The tip of the bade once again rested below her chin. Mr. Stribe leaned over her, "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

Katie shook her head. "Nothing."

"Good, good. That's a good girl." He brushed his knifeless hand along her stomach. Her muscles tensed. He patted her belly. "Shh. That's a girl. It's all right."

The knife slid between her breasts, under the band of her bra. With a sudden motion the bra came undone and fell to the ground. Katie tried to cover her exposed boobs but her hands were stilled strapped to the arm rests.

Mr. Stribe slowly and gently massaged her left tit. "It's all right," he cooed.

Suddenly he pinched the nipple, sending pain through her entire chest. She tensed her muscles and the pain stopped. Mr. Stribe resumed his massage. The hand with the knife crept down her side towards her thong. Katie's legs tensed again as the blade snuck under the string. Two more quick cuts and she lay naked before her captor.

Mr. Stribe stood up and snapped. One of the men came forward and took the knife. Mr. Stribe nodded. "Cold?"

Katie nodded. Mr. Stribe reached over and flicked her hardened nipple. "These gave you away."