The End!

"What did you do to me?" Mariella asked.

"I really wish you had not opened your eyes." He replied, ignoring her question.

"What did you do to me?" Mariella repeated.

She tried to turn her head, to lift her arms, to move her legs, she couldn't do any of those things, her arms were still out and her legs were still apart; she saw his naked body and then felt the sensations between her legs and tears formed in her eyes.

"Why can't I move?" Mariella sobbed.

She looked at him, saw his nakedness and closed her eyes, she felt her body shuddered as she imagined what he had already done to her, when she opened them again, he was standing at the foot of the bed, smiling.

"Who are you? What did you do to me?" Mariella cried out.

He walked down one side of the bed; Mariella followed him with her eyes, he stood and looked at her, and then leaned over and pressed a gag into her mouth, muffling her protests; then there was a quick movement and Mariella felt a searing pain from her leg, she screamed but it just came out as a muffled sound through the gag. She screwed her eyes shut tight as the pain shot through her body as he pushed the knife a few inches deep before withdrawing it, her body jerked involuntarily and trembled from the pain. When she opened her eyes, she saw the knife in his hand and traces of blood on the tip of it.

"Such pretty nipples. Such a waste." He said as he leaned over the bed.

Mariella screwed her eyes shut again as fresh pain shot from her breast as she felt his teeth bite down hard on her nipple, her body trembled, fresh tears streamed down her face as she opened her eyes, she blinked as she looked up at him. He walked back around the bed and then climbed onto it; Mariella closed her eyes as she felt him between her legs again, he rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy; then he thrust himself hard into her.

Her screams came out muffled, her body jerked from the **** of his thrusts and fresh pain shot up her body, as he thrust into her, he reached out; Mariella suddenly felt a tight cold grip encircle her throat as his hands cut off her air. Her eyes snapped open and she stared up at him, pleading with him with her eyes, Mariella tried to get air back into her lungs but all she felt was the hold around her neck tightening. He sped up his thrusts and tightened the grip around her neck; Mariella felt her eyes get heavy, she tried to keep them open, she stared up at him hoping he would release her; the smile on his face was the last thing she saw as eventually her eyes closed one last time, the life within her was squeezed out.