Snuff sex gets me into a world of trouble, but it also gives me access to the best cocaine around. Everyone in my community knows I only make snuff porn movies for two reasons: drugs or blackmail. The little films I make aren’t real. Sure they look real, but it is common knowledge no real snuff porn film has ever been verified. I felt safe answering an ad on Fet Life for an amateur victim and anal scream queen. I met Steve and Ty at the park. Public place, broad daylight so I knew I was safe. I’m an addict, but that doesn’t mean I am a dumb whore. That day, however, it did. The premise of the movie was that I was a jogger in the park who gets gangbanged. Typical male violent rape fantasy. I have done a ton of gangbang rape porn. If it gets me coke I don’t have to pay for with cash, force fuck me all you want.
To keep the reality of the film, I would go jogging in that park every night at the same time for three nights consecutively. This way the element of surprise would give the film a sense of authenticity . Seemed logical to me. I decided to jog a night earlier to practice. I’m not exactly athletic, unless snorting, sucking and fucking are consider feats of athleticism. I heard a woman scream. I thought maybe another woman was making a film, so I ran towards her cries. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw a blonde MILF I knew from the local drug scene pinned against a tree by two men. They were fisting her cunt, biting her tits and choking her. I hid in the bushes watching. I think I’m the best snuff queen around so I wanted to check out my competition.
They brutalized her for what seemed like an eternity. Fisted her cunt, shoved twigs up her asshole, gave her bark burns on her back from fucking her so hard against the tree. I was beginning to regret my deal with the Steve and Ty, then I remembered I didn’t have enough coke to last through the weekend. I’d just dope up on some Oxy to dull the pain of the savage beating this MILF whore was getting. Then out of nowhere a knife flew hitting her square in the head pinning her to the tree like a bug. Arms and legs flailing about, blood gushing out of her head. I peed myself in fear. I wanted to run away but was paralyzed from the fear of being detected.
I wanted to believe it was staged, but she was convulsing, bleeding and shitting herself. All the things you hear happen to someone when they are dying. Her eyes were wide open. She looked desperate. She knew she was dying. The two masked men were cumming all over her dying twitching body. It was like a scene out of an X-rated Friday the 13th film. I closed my eyes, counted to ten hoping it was a bad dream. Before I got to 10, I felt a hand on my back and a voice say, “Joining us a bit early I see, Blair.” Just as I startled up I saw the girl on the tree get her throat slit. As blood was pouring from her throat, a masked man dragged me to the tree next to her. The last words I heard were, “Double feature.”
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