Snuff sex is my destiny. I have accepted my fate. No matter what I do, I seem to land in the hands of bad men just like daddy. I was on Tinder the other night. I thought I could have random normal sex. I mean on Tinder I am anonymous. No one knows my history as a sex slave on Tinder. When Brandon came over to fuck, he was not what I expected. He was not who he said he was. He was not Brandon the 20 something college hunk looking to hook up for a night of fun. He was Mark, my master’s right-hand man. I had been duped. He set me up to fail and now he was punishing me. Actually, he was blackmailing me. He knew master would be pissed if I fucked anyone else, especially if I was fucking for pleasure. I am an owned slave. I fuck for the pleasure and profit of my master only. I had to let him do whatever he wanted to me or he would tell my master he catfished me. I would be dead if master would ever find out. I had no choice but to let Mark fuck my ass. He punished my ass so hard that it prolapsed. My little asshole was inside out. He pulled my hair, pissed in my mouth and fisted my cunt too. He said I deserved it. Maybe, I did.