Scissors

Starla seems relieved at first when she sees them.

'That's a faster way to get me free. Good job.'

Of course, her mouth is still sealed tight, so she can't say that.

You sit her up on the bed and move the blade to her shoulder area.
You cut the ropes going up and over them on one side.

Carefully, you cut the one looping across the front of her chest.

Relief floods over her as you cut the other side the same way.
She can already feel looser.

She turns her head, wanting you to cut the wrap around her face off next.

"Patience. I'll get there. First, I have something more important to do."
She nods.
It isn't like she can make you anyhow.

Slowly, you move the scissors back to her right shoulder.
She gives you a confused look.

"I think I've earned this."

You cut her bra strap and the blouse's one in a single slice.
She protests through the gag.

You snip the other side the same way.

You **** her to lean forward and move the blade to the back of her blouse.

"Don't move too much. I might cut something else."
This worries Starla, who freezes up...just long enough for you to cut her bra off at the back and take the blouse out too.

She's worried more and more as you pull her back upwards, exerting total control.

"Ready?"
She shakes her head 'no.'