From Slave to Snuff Movies

snuff moviesI was a slave living in a farm with other slaves. I thought my days of snuff movies were over until he called me over. Too many slaves, not enough resources, so someone had to go. I thought at first, he would set me free, but he had other plans. He wanted me to beg to be saved. He wanted me to show him that I deserved to stay because I was a better slave than the rest of them. I knew I was not special in his eyes. I was horded like cattle in a slave factory. I did my best to prove I was a worthy slave. I bent over for him to whack my ass and beat my titties as hard and as much as he wanted. Whack. Whack. Whack was all I could hear. I begged him to fuck me. I knew I was younger and prettier than some of the slaves, but a slave is a slave. Whack. Whack. Whack. He smacked my ass, my face and my tits. He got off on hitting me. He got off on seeing me beg and fight to be spared. When he fucked my ass, I thought maybe I can fuck myself to survive. His hands went around my throat tightly as he ravaged my asshole. I was struggling to breathe as he fucked me. That was when I knew it was over. That is when I knew I never stood a chance at survival. He strangled me to death while fucking me. I was foolish to think I even stood a chance.

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