Daddy’s Snuff Slut

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Daddy says I’m his muse. Nothing fuels his sadism more than the sight of me and my tight little piggy whore body, he says. I’ve been conditioned for so much of my life to serve as my daddy’s perfect torture fuck doll. Daddy loves recording all the various ways of torture fucking he puts me through. Sometimes, he’ll sew my lips shut so I can’t scream while he slowly cuts away at my flesh and abuses my cunt. Daddy has sewed my cunnie wide open so that I am always accessible to him.

He had me hold my legs up and wide open so he could get a good look at my young cunt. I was told that if I shed a single tear or if my smile faltered, he would sew my cunt up instead. So, I smiled and giggled as Daddy pulled my cunnie lips back and began suturing and sewing me wide open. His cock quivered as the needle went in and out of my flesh and when he was does, he fucked his little snuff whore over and over again.

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