Snuff sex slave never stood a chance to survive

The Snuff sex slave, a pitiful pawn in our game, never had a chance to survive the brutal treatment Master Daddy orchestrates. My role is to unleash my own fury upon the whimpering girl beneath me, to make her scream and bleed for the dark pleasure that courses through Master Daddy’s veins.

I am his slave and I’ll always serve his will. I might die by his hands but until then we will be disgustingly evil.Snuff sex

As he watches, his increasingly rigid cock throbs with brutal lust. I lavish special attention on the helpless little slave. I made her drink my piss and eat my shit. Gave her a thousand tiny cuts and pissed on her again. So she screamed at the top of her lungs because it stung so bad.

I use her slight frame as a ragdoll, violently tossed about the room. Her pitiful attempts to fight back only encourage me to make it hurt as much as possible.  It felt splendid to punch her in the face. I licked the blood from her nose, and it made me feral.

Each brutal thrust drove me more into madness, and I gave everything to this Torture sex session. Her face was barely recognizable after I was done beating her. She was ready for Master Daddy’s cock.

Broken, beaten, and totally bloody. Obediently, I pin her down, my weight pressing upon her small form, as he starts to violently fuck her. He fucked her to death while I made her lick my dirty ass.

There’s a twisted sense of satisfaction I made it and she didn’t. See, I’ve been with him the longest than any whore who has entered his dungeon. I love when I get a chance to show him my devotion. I hope he knows how useful I am and keeps me around for a while.

 

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