Harold

I tie you up tightly, no movement, no sight, no speech. You're on his butchering block "Oh my, you're a unique one, I'll have to check your biology to make sure my cut marks are just right~" I flick your nose with my finger "Aw, can't see? What a dumb animal" laughs as I watch you squirm as I finger your butthole "C'mon, do something other than squirm or whine, man you're asshole is so tight... You better keep that tightness when I fuck you with this humongous fucking horse cock before I slit your throat later, now, back to researching your anatomy, don't move hehe" he knows you can't move because you're tied up, gagged, and blindfolded, he grabs a marker to begin drawing

watches as you're rolled in on the conveyor belt, I see you squirm slightly as you're tied up tight like a turkey. "Alright you..." I pull you off the conveyor belt and onto my butchers block taking note of your blindfold blocking your vision, your gag blocking your speech, and the wire restraints holding every limb of yours to your torso. I grab a marker and draw on you to prepare the slaughter. I draw lines separating each section of meat, I write down flank, rib, thigh, then loin. I stay I bit too long on loin, I touch your loins and watch you squirm helplessly before I stop and continue drawing, thinking to myself on where I should cut first, the thighs? The belly? The neck?