A pound of flesh

Rufus almost forgot the main purpose of his mission when he saw Marcus's muslin-clad body, or rather his muslin-clad erection. He was transfixed by the bandaged erect member.

He shook his head firmly, then collected his thoughts. He must connect the machine's terminals to Marcus's exposed flesh...but it wasn't exposed! He must expose it, but how? He hadn't thought he would need scissors! Enter the carving knife, which, for someone who'd been very composed up until now, Rufus wielded like a Dervish!

Hacking the muslin bands away, Marcus's flesh came too.

But not as much as a pound!