Conquered/Refuse
You breath heavily and shiver against the dagger's touch. You're scared for your life, but you also can't believe he'd do it. There's no way, he wouldn't. You're too valuable to have something like that done to you.
You shift your head in his grip and shout, "No, you can't make—"
He plunges the dagger into your eye in half a second.
You scream in agony and writhe around in the mud as blood pours down your face. The dagger only went in a few inches and he carefully moves it around underneath your eyeball, as steady as a surgeon while holding your thrashing head still in his other hand.
He gets the blade halfway in before he starts lifting and tugging out the organ. You can feel it tear and rip as it leaves your eye socket. The pain is like nothing you've ever felt. You're screaming so loud now that you can't hear anything else.
You feel the cold mud on your cheek again and realize he's let go of your head. Your body is convulsing and shuddering so much that you can't even control it anymore. You feel like you're going to vomit, but nothing comes up.
"Don't say I didn't warn you," he mutters.
You hold your bleeding eyes shut with your palm as you wail in pain. The agony is only overshadowed by the pure terror you feel as you realize he might do it to your other eye. You squirm around to look up at him and then go ice cold when you see him lick your severed eyeball off of his blade, chew it between his teeth, and swallow it down. He points his bloody dagger right at you and barks. "I say again cunt, get on your knees and eat it!"