Angelica Pickles (Rugrats).

"Its called breath play, you'll love it",
Angelica had only just hooked with this stranger at a friend's party, but he was just so strong and handsome and she hadn't been with a guy for months. "What harm could there be?", she thought.
Each time he tightened the ribbon, all she could feel was the blood pounding in her head and the grinding of his big cock inside her. The first few times she shuddered and moaned from the release of ecxtasy as he loosened his grip.
It was the 10th time around that she suddenly realized he wasn't loosening his grip. She tried to fight back, but she barely had any time to breath in between the last few times and was so weak already.
Her hips meekly bounced up and down, only helping his thrusts into her more pleasurable. Her legs rose and fell as her toes curled. She could only gently caress his strong arms in what seemed to be feeble attempt to fight back. With the last few choking gasps of air, the edges of her vision grew white as the only thing she could hear was the loud rapid pounding of her heart beat and the muffled squelching of her tightening cunt. As the white engulfed her and all sound faded, Angelica's thoughts dwindled down to one last fleeting of panic, confusion...and pleasure as she could almost feel something filling her womb.
Then nothingness.
And while she had ascended from this world, Angelica's body would continue to tense and shudder in defiance of its fate for many more minutes, making her killer even more aroused. Her corpse was abused for hours before he before he grew tired of her cold, stretched pussy.
It would be two days before her parents came home from their trip to find her rotting in her bed and the attacker already skipping town.>