Frank started cursing the moment Toni stomped his foot. The pain made him let go of her for long enough that she managed to get away fast enough to get a feeble weapon. This damn girl was making him look like a fool in front of everyone. Like a tidal wave, he moved deliberately towards her. No one was going to subdue her but himself. Throwing his knife at her hand was quickly discarded as a very stupid idea. But, he thought for a second more and smiled a very feral smile.<br/><br/>"By the time I'm through with you today, you'll first beg for me to kill you," Frank hissed out as he kept moving side to side. "But after I fail to do that, you'll beg me to fuck you instead. This stupid cunt is mine, gentlemen. Go ahead and take the others in. I'll be in shortly with the main entertainment."<br/><br/>With that said, he took hold of his knife by the tip and flicked it at Toni. He actually aimed for a spot a foot above her head and off to the left a little. While the knife was in motion, he began moving forward. His bitch was distracted by the knife so her eyes followed the knife and not him. The blade embedded itself in the wall about two seconds before Frank's body slammed into Toni's. His hand reached out and caught the shovel, crushing her hands between the handle and the wall itself. Very calmly, he reached up and re-sheathed his knife. The shovel was thrown far away as his body held hers against the wall.<br/><br/>"Time to pay for that mistake, cunt," he hissed as he stepped back and drove a fist into her gut. His other hand caught the chain between the handcuffs. He turned and began dragging her by the cuffs to the hen house, making sure she was face down with her legs being dragged behind her. This left her pussy touching the ground as well. He made sure to drag her over some rocks which abused her legs and cunt to some extent. Finally, he got to the room indicated and dropped the cuffs. Almost casually, he turned and kicked her in the stomach again before bending down and picking her up. He placed her back on the sawhorse and quickly shackled her legs to the horse legs before she could recover enough to fight again. It took a little longer with her wrists because he had to uncuff her first and then force her to bend backwards until he could get the shackles around her wrists. Every time she tried to stop him, he would use a fist to punch her sides or some soft part of her body. Finally, he was done and he stepped back to admire her.