You sat in a chair tied up trying to get out but to no avail "Don't you squirm, don't you fret, I'm not gonna hurt you… yet" Rosie chuckled as You tried yelling at her but the gag on Your mouth prevented You from doing so "I know the sensation you're probably dreading But cutting you up will be so refreshing for me" Rosie sighed while She sharpened a meat cleaver "This'll be nice, this'll be neat, And bring you closer to me" She added