"Do you understand I haven't known a man in that way in months? I've been very good you see," I say, but there is no response other than bulging eyes because his mouth is bound shut with duct tape.
I close my eyes and wait for the voices and the screams in my brain to subside before I speak to him again. When I open my eyes, I can see the sheer panic in his face as he struggles against the restraints. My gaze scans his naked body and I shake my head - nothing much here to impress me.
"If I judged your physical attributes like men do to the women they rape and murder, you wouldn't have long to live," I say, pulling my chair closer to the bed and reaching out with the knife and running the blade along his arm.
The songs starts again and I hum along with the music, the man watching me, pleading for mercy with his eyes. "I could set you free."
Muffled screams escape the tape on his mouth and I can't help smiling. No matter if the men know who I am - some never let go of the hope I allow them to live. If he only knew. And he will.
"I've never set a man free. I wonder what it feels like. Would you like to be my first?" I ask, smiling at him and winking. I rip the tape from his mouth and lean back in my chair while he coughs and attempts to gather himself.
"I'll... do anything," he says in a stammer. Searching for the right words - oh, but there are no right words, sir. Either I will or I won't. Don't you understand this doesn't have anything to do with what you want? I don't give a fuck about your feelings.
Pausing the song for a moment, I tap the remote a few times to switch the music. Facing him, I give my best smile. "I only have one question. Is your name Ray Holden?"
"Um...no?" he responds with a question, unsure of what I want to hear. But it doesn't matter. The music begins and I hear a dance beat fill the room.
Putting my face near his, I whisper in his ear. "I thought about releasing you, debated it for a moment. But, then I remembered... - sir, I'm fucking crazy and you're going to die."