Molly revealed

Mr. Ingram took his time. Carefully, with practiced skill, he used the whip-like blade to slice away Molly's clothing. After cutting away the girl's skirt, he opened her white, starched blouse. Tattered strips fell to the hard, stone floor.

Setting the blade down, the evil man removed Molly's heavy shoes and tossed them aside. Resuming his work with the blade, he cut open the girl's white camisole. Molly whimpered as her breasts, pure and white and firm, fell into view. Spreading the camisole wide, Mr. Ingram teased the terrified girl's nipples with the tip of his blade. "Mmm, such perfect delights... so pure, so undefiled... I'll have such delicious fun with them." He gave the blade a slight flip; a small cut appeared across Molly's left breast. "How you'll scream as I pierce them in time."

Molly sobbed. "Please, sir.... please..." Tears ran down her face.

Mr. Ingram smiled. "Let's see what we have below." He slipped the tip of the blade into the drawstring of Molly's pantaloons. A flip of his wrist and the cord was cut. Sliding the blade down the girl's undergarment, he speared it right through the vee. A swift cut sliced the garment in two. Each side of the ruined garment fell down the girl's legs.

"Shall we explore your treasures...." Mr. Ingram again set aside his blade.