Mark knows everything about this **** called sandra. He knows where she lives, where she works, and also what she does on the side to earn money... Much money. For months he has been watching her, so he knows she sells *****, which allows her to have a beautiful house, a sports car, to go off for trip very often. Then he succeeded in approaching her, luring her and getting her trust. He find her very attractive and would like to have a good time with her, but he also wants her *****. So he has a plan for her, and that day is the d one. Everything is ready. He invites sandra at home for a dinner. The unfortunate **** doesn't know what his real intentions are.

sandra is unaware mark knows about her peddling and she doesn't know anything about his pervert and sadistic tendencies. She only thinks of spending a pleasant evening with him. She comes in, mark offers her a *****, but very soon she begins to go to *****. The ******** **** he added in her glass had its effect. Quickly he takes her clothes off, leaving her in bra and panties. He carries the ******** body to his den, lies her on a table and ties with ropes her wrists and feet solidly to the legs of the table. Then he gives some slaps on her cheek and she ***** up.

till now, sandra hadn't paid attention to that bag suspended very high above her head by a tensed rope passing over a beam, while the other end of the rope is made fast lower down to the wall. Mark is getting more and more excited looking at the helpless ****. He rolls up sandra's bra above her breast, fondles and kisses her big tits a brief instant while she's protesting again.

a short instant later, mark sets a candle that he puts just below the rope, near the wall. He lights it. Mark takes a lot of pleasure looking at sandra sweating, squirming and struggling desperately with her bonds. The fear is growing dreadful. Sandra sweats more and more, she still resists some seconds, but soon the terror is stronger and suddenly she gives up. But mark stays inflexible. His excitement reaches its paroxysm while sandra desperately tries to blow once as strongly as she can... But the candle is too much far from her.

she screams strongly when she can see the rope is just about to break, and again while the bag is suddenly falling down. The stone violently strikes her head, stopping dead her strident scream of terror. A deadly wound marks her forehead, just above her disturbing death stare. Her mouth stays open as if she was still screaming...

but of course mark can't help having some fun with the corpse before. He pounces on the poor ****'s dead body...