I could feel my heart beating faster as I pushed the door to the room opened.
Pale moon light touched her in a long line, revealing half of her face, sleeping peacefully, and leaving the other half in complete darkness making it unable to distinguish even the smallest feature.
This very moment planted the seed for the torture that she was about to endure. A torture that I had yet to decide until this very moment.
Reaching in my pocket I removed the handkerchief and the small bottle of chloroform that would soon cover her mouth. I could feel my nipples harden and my pussy begin to moisten as I removed the lid from the bottle and covered the cloth with the liquid.
Walking towards her bed I reached down covering her nose and mouth and felt myself cum as she opened her eyes in terror and inhaled twice before they fluttered closed again.
Before lifting her lifeless body I could not resist the urge to run my hands under her thin gown and over her body.
My knees were weak with the need to put my plan into action. The ride to my house seemed like it took forever. And waiting for her to regain consciences was agonizing.
Finally she opened her eyes to the sparkle of the light reflecting off my well sharpened blade. Using a sewing needle I sewed her eyes opened so that she had to watch everything.
Slowly lowering the blade to her face I began. Soon half of the skin on her face would be removed. Expertly peeled away leaving a staring eyeball surrounded by red flesh. Very similar to the way she looked when I first saw her.