Wrote up part 2, had her read it then just keep reading it over and over while I wrote part 3. Then had her read it all from top to bottom (so 1 then 2 then 3):

A finger to the wound and the breath of air were like an electric current to your body, nearly enough on it's own to make you orgasm. Yet there was no relief for you here, no relief in this place where you had no control. Instead you gasped, trying to gain as much air as you could from the space allotted to you. Stepping back and removing his hands from your body he looked you over, seeing the aftershocks of the surprise running through your body. “You know slut? I could kill you right here and right now and have the time of my life doing so. But then you'd be dead and just another skin for my rack and blood for my bath. I've got a better idea for you, one that'll give me much more fun.”

Circling around you, not that there was light to see the motion by, nor sound to allow you to know of the motion, he stepped up behind her and drew the blade up her spine, parting the flesh slowly until line of bones was visible. As the blood slid down from the wound he started tapping each vertebrae in turn, watching the jolts it caused to your body. To him you were already dead, a sack of blood and skin to enjoy without any repercussions. “Slice this vertebrae and you lose your legs, slice this one and you loose your arms as well, slice this one and you can't even move your neck. The question is though, which to cut?” Shrugging he slid the blade in slowly, paralyzing you from the waist down and leaving the blade right there.

Moving to stand before you again he ran his finger down your abdomen to your cunt, noting the arousal but also the way your reactions stopped. “Perfect, a sopping cunt that I can use how I wish without you flinching away.” Drawing forth his scalpel again he sliced away your lips, carving you open without any hesitation. “Such a slut, so loose and open for anyone or anything to fuck. But I won't fuck you while you're fully alive, time for you to die slut, die before you cum one last time.”

This time rather than choking her he used the scalpel, staring into her eyes, eyes that could finally see the face of the one who would finally leave her dead when used. Then he drove it into her throat, slowly slicing is way across it as he kissed her lips, taking her life from her with both a knife and a kiss, ending it in that way. As the last flicker of life left her body he finally drove into her, thrusting into her gaping cunt to the time of her last few heartbeats.

<<<Here ends part 2 and begins part 3>>>

With a jolt you sit up, gasping in pain and surprise as you stare at the now empty screen. A moment ago you had felt yourself die, felt your life leave your damaged body in the arms of one who has owned you then and there. You had been his if only because your life was his to take, his to control and dictate to his slightest whims. Yet now you were once more sitting at your computer, staring at the screen that had held the story but that now was dormant.

How long that experience had lasted how much of it was real and how much a fantasy was something you would never know for certain, all you knew was that the wounds you had suffered still left you with some pain even though no blood now flowed into your eyes. Yet when you moved to look at the story once more, to awaken your monitor you felt his presence, knew he was still with you. Freezing in surprise you heard his voice, a voice that left no reflection on your screen even though it came from next to your ear.

“Cum, cum you worthless little slut, cum over and over, and over all the more. Cum until you can cum no more and then cum again, let your sopping lips let loose and soak whatever lays between them and open air. Cum as you know you must, cum like the slut you are. And then go and let people know how you came, tell them just what you are and how you feel, and then cum another time from telling them. Now slut, do it now, do all of it and then you'll be able to calm down, to be able to relax.”