‘On her throat I could see the blue imprints of her stranglers fingers, the cool sad flame of the candles flickered on her white closed eyelids. The worst thing was, the dead lips smiled.’ - The Bloody Chamber

‘A-hunting we shall go! Loyal to the last, I play catch as catch can with Tab’s dead rats, giving the dying the coup de grâce.’ - Puss in Boots

‘The hunter jumped down after him, slit his throat, cut off his paws for a trophy, and then no wolf at all lay in front of the hunter but the bloody trunk of a man, headless, footless, dying, dead.’ - The Company of Wolves

Binding rough.