[Depraved]

Vera-Ellen leaned over to take her turn, and was disappointed to find the bleeding stopped. Drifty took Sully's other arm, and cut it open carefully. She was ready with her handful of cocaine, and packed it in almost before he got his knife clear. This time, Sully immediately awoke.
As soon as Sully started shrieking, Vera-Ellen shoved another dirty rag into his mouth. Snuffling like a little piggie, she rooted around his arm and teased him before sniffing up her share from his open wound.
He writhed in horrified pain, and started shaking all over. Sweat ran from every pore as the drugs burned through his system, and he ground his teeth against the gag in agonized rage. Muffled howling issued through the cloth.
Vera-Ellen smoothed his troubled brow with a tender hand, then wiped it on her bloodstained jeans. She rubbed her face with the back of her hand again, and once more shook her head.
"I sure am glad we've got a good supply of gags laying around."
Drifty nodded.
"I don't know how long I could listen to this dumb bastard holler."
They both started to speak, then stopped. Continuing in unison, they spoke as one.
"Maybe we should just cut out his tongue..."