He told me I was born to be a snuff porn star. And I believed him. But in my defense, he got me fucked up on some strong coke. He picked me up at a bar where he found me on a pool table, drunk, high and letting men use me. Just a typical night for a cheating druggy whore. When Max came into the bar, I think he was looking for easy prey. And he found me already doused in cum.
He took me home. But not to my home. I would not call Max a gentleman. He took me to some warehouse in the middle of nowhere. Perfect location to make snuff movies he told me because no one can hear the screams. I felt too fucked up to really process what he said to me at the time.
Since I am no stranger to men using me, I thought that was all Max planned for me. But besides a gang bang these men wanted to torture me too. As about 50 men stood around me, I watched Max collect money. He pimped me out. Profited off them fucking me. And torturing me too.
I am Destined for Snuff Stardom
Some of the men just fucked me like a whore and left. However, others showed their misogynistic side. Some men choked me and slapped me while fucking me. Yet others burned my flesh with their cigarettes. A few of the men used me as their private toilets too. They forced me to guzzle their urine as well as their cum. One guy had what felt like a gallon of piss. He held my noise until I swallowed it all.
Max used me as his gangbang rape porn star. Although I have no idea how much money he made, he seemed very pleased with the outcome. He gave me some coke and left me in the dark, damp warehouse to find my own way home. At least I survived the night.