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I guess you could say I am a snuff porn star. I have starred in many of daddy’s dirty movies. I am not talking about porn. I am talking about violent films where I am getting gang banged and beaten. Daddy says men like to watch girls get violated not treated like a princess. I get it. I am just a dumb bimbo with nothing to contribute to society or to a relationship. Letting men violate and abuse me on film is what I can offer. It is all I can offer. Some guy broke my arm last month pinning my arm behind my back. The doctor said it was a spiral fracture. Of course, I had to make up some story as to how I hurt myself because the truth would get daddy arrested and me killed, likely. I tried to tell daddy I needed a break from making snuff movies to heal. He beat me black and blue then fucked my ass until it prolapsed. He filmed the entire ordeal. It was a live Podcast. I just did not know it was live. He made so much money off beating me up that night, that we go live several times a week. I may not make it until my next birthday at this rate.
She was so young, and the guy who had me captive wouldn’t let me go unless I helped him. He’d been infatuated with her for some time, it seems, and today, he wants to rape her. He’ll have to kill her afterward, of course, so he needs help. I distracted her by talking about being a photographer’s assistant, and pulled her down a side alley. Those little jeans of hers were so snug on that little body, I couldn’t understand how her mother could let her out of the house looking like that. I helped her pose as he joined us in the alley. Then, I sat on her upper body while I pulled her little legs apart and used a blade to cut the seam of the crotch of her pants open. He’d made sure I understood he has a thing for jeans, so I made sure he had plenty of jeans left on her body while he fucked her. He pulled her little panties aside through the hole I’d made, fingered her tiny cunt. Then, he drove his dick into her, and she screamed up into my cunt and ass. He fucked her good and hard, his eyes never leaving the area just around her pussy, where her jeans were still hugging her little body. He fucked her senseless, eventually wrapping his hands around her throat and cutting off her air supply. We disposed of her a few towns over… I’ll never forget her…
He told me he’d give me a lift to the next town if I would be a naughty girl for him, and let him watch me play with myself. His thing was voyeurism, and I didn’t think it would hurt anything. It was just touching myself with an audience, and at least he was being up front about what he wanted. When we got to his place, you could tell he had a family, and he brought me straight to what looked like his daughter’s room. He nodded toward the bed, so I took my clothes off and lay down on it, but he immediately barked that he wanted my ass in the air. I got on my knees, face in the bed, and pulled my panties aside. I started to touch myself, trying to get into the mood of it. Slowly, I was getting aroused, and then I was playing with myself for real. I could hear him breathing more and more heavily, stroking his meat, and that actually kinda turned me on. The next thing I heard, he was blowing his load, and I was close. So, I definitely wasn’t expecting his cock to jab into me. He started calling me by some girl’s name, and talking about how happy I’d made Daddy, because Daddy always wanted to fuck his babygirl. He was fucking me and picturing his daughter?! All I could do was lay there and take it, because he had such a grip on my hips that I knew I’d have bruises there tomorrow. The one time I tried to lift my head, he punched me in the back of it, so I didn’t move…
They’d invited me to a party, and who’s going to say no to a party? Things were going great. I was all cute and stuff, and everyone was having a good time. One of the hottest guys there was even spending a good bit of time with me. So, when he asked if I wanted to fuck, I didn’t think anything of agreeing. Who doesn’t want to fuck a hottie? He asked me to give him a little preview right there in the party. I figured, why not?, and showed him my tits, running my hands down my belly. He asked if I was wearing panties. Of course I said no. I didn’t expect him to pick me up right there and wrap me around him. He started fucking me on the dance floor, shouting, “It’s a go!”. Before I could say anything, I was being surrounded, and hands were all over me. I tried to pull away, but between his arms locked around me and the guy pressing in behind me, there was nowhere I could go. Suddenly, a cock was pressing up into my ass, and all I could do was groan as tears leaked down my face. It was huge, and it was hurting me! Finally, it was inside me, and I was stretched, torn, and being pummeled. They passed me around the room several times, and by the time I was allowed to leave, I was leaking cum from both holes. And, Mr Hot Guy? He told me that he was the governor’s son, and that if I told anyone what had happened, no one would believe me, and he’d hunt me down.
She insisted that I call her “Granny”. She’d picked me up on the side of the road passing through Virginia the other day, and brought me back to my place. She said it looked like I hadn’t seen a good meal or a nice bath in weeks. She set me up in her master bath, and told me to make use of anything I found, as long as I didn’t feel tempted to take off with any of it. When she’d left the room, I made myself at home, running a nice, deep bath in the huge garden tub. While that was running, I made use of the large mirror on the dresser across from her bed, undressing slowly. It started off as me making sure there were no noticeable scars or problem areas, and turned into me fingering my nipples and then my cunt. I’d no sooner laid back on her bed, fingers on my snatch, than Granny walked back into the room and caught me at it. She got so mad that she turned red in the face. Now, being an elderly lady, you’d think she’d be more frail, but that heiffer dragged me by the hair down the hall and out the back door. She brought me over to the shed, and pulled out an old whip. She tied me up bent over a sawhorse, and started to lay into me with that whip. By the time she was done, my ass had lines and gashes all across it. I wasn’t going to be sitting down for a few days. Granny said I could stay the next few days, let her take care of me, as long as I didn’t commit sin in her house again.
He was so weird, from the very moment he picked me up. I mean, I still rode into town with him, because a ride’s a ride, and I’ve ridden with some real weirdos before, so he wasn’t off-the-charts weird. He brought me back to his apartment, which was above someone’s garage, and let me use his shower. As I was finishing up, drying off and what have you, he knocked and asked if he could watch me put on my makeup and fix my hair before I got dressed. I figured it was a small price to pay for a ride and a clean body, considering. So, I let him in, and then sat naked on his counter as I started my makeup. I’d hardly gotten my mascara on when I realized he was sitting there jacking off to me doing my makeup. Every new item I used made his cock jump, as I watched him in that same mirror I was using for my makeup. Just as I finished my face, he pulled me off the counter, yanked back on my hair, and drilled deep into me, his other hand coming to my throat to stop any possible sounds. I fought against the hand that was keeping me from breathing, but he had a hell of a grip on me. I was starting to black out…
He’d picked me up and taken me back to a warehouse. I thought I was safe, since there were so many people around. He offered to feed me, so I stuck around. When everyone else had gone home for the evening, I started to get a little worried, but….food! He told me he had a kitchen toward the back of the warehouse, and that we could go back there and he’d cook up something delicious for me. Instead, what I found as he locked the door behind us was another girl a bit younger than me. She was on the floor crying quietly, and he introduced me to “my little sister”. I knew right then that something really bad was coming. He made me play with her – her tits, ass, and pussy – before making her do all the same things to me. Then, he had her tie me up and shove a pole right up my cunt. He stood that pole up in a hole in the ground, and I dangled on it, feet maybe an inch from the ground. I could feel the pole trying to work its way into my cervix from my own weight pressing down on it. Then, he broke out a huge blade, and a welding torch. He held the blade up to that flame until it was red-hot. Then, as she watched on in horror, and I watched as though I was not even in my own body, he started at my feet, cutting my body into pieces. I watched my feet fall to the ground, then my calves, then my thighs. The pain wasn’t even registering after the first one. Then, he was at my belly….
I stopped at a diner and ordered the cheapest stuff I could find on the menu. I don’t get hot meals often, but with the weather change, and as cold as it gets at night, I wanted something nice and warm. He came up to the place I was sitting at the counter, took the seat next to me, and offered to pay for my food, too. After a bit of chat, he invited me to a party his class was supposedly having down the road. We got to the house, and it was dark, but he told me not to worry about it, that the party was downstairs in the basement. He walked me around back and down the basement steps. Suddenly, I was grabbed by hands from out of the darkness, and I couldn’t move. I went to scream, and a hand clamped over my mouth, a voice telling me in my ear that if I made a sound, then I’d be dead before anyone heard me. A collar was placed around my neck, a blindfold on my eyes, and my clothes were stripped from me. Hands were all over my body, and cocks were fighting for my mouth, and then, I was being fucked in all 3 holes. It felt like I was going to be ripped apart, they were fucking me so hard. My pussy and ass hurt, my throat was raw, and still they were taking turns fucking me. I had no idea how many fucked me that night, but my body was bruised, aching, and ripped in all the wrong places when I woke up in a field the next morning…
I wish I’d known then what was in store for me. I wish I’d known what a horrible man he was. He’d stopped and offered me a ride. As we were driving, he started telling me how he was a fine-art photographer, and he had an idea for this new series, and how I’d be perfect for it. He promised me money as soon as he finished his shoot, and a percentage of profits he made from it. Well, hell, I jumped on that offer! Who the hell refuses money? When we got to his place, he offered me a drink while I changed into my favorite outfit. By the time I finished changing and walked back into the living room, my drink was waiting for me on the counter. I chugged it, since I was dying of thirst. We talked for a bit before the room went fuzzy and ultra-bright, and my body was very weak. He picked me up and carried me over to the couch, draping me over it with my ass in the air. He pulled my dress up so that my ass cheeks and panties were on display. I couldn’t even cover myself, and then he was taking pictures. I don’t remember much after those first few camera clicks, except hand massaging my ass cheeks, a finger at my clit, and then it was all black. That was 3 days ago, and I’ve only been awake for the last hour or so. My body is sore and full of what looks like puncture wounds, my pussy and ass feel like they’re ripped, my tits hurt, and my mouth is cottony. I wish I could remember what happened!
I wasn’t sure how long they were going to give me to shower, so I stripped down quickly, giving myself only a quick look in the mirror before stepping into the stall. I let myself have a few minutes to feel the water pouring over me, since it had been days since I’d had an actual bath or shower. Then, I took the soap and shampoo they’d given me, and I scrubbed up as quickly as I could manage. Still, I wasn’t quick enough. He came in just as I was rinsing my hair off, suds still washing off my body. He yanked me around by my hair, smacking my head into the wall as he forced his way in behind me. He muttered and grumbled at me as his hands scrubbed hard at my scalp. He grabbed the rag I’d used and washed my entire body, paying close attention to my nipples, pussy, and ass. His hands slid that cloth so quickly and roughly that it left a trail of irritated skin wherever it went. The soapy rag was forced up into my cunt and ass hole, leaving me feeling like my private areas were being eaten by fire ants, but they were definitely clean. By the time he was done with me, I was red from head to to, and he dragged me out by my hair. He dried me off himself, telling me that I would take too much valuable time if he let me finish alone. I had no idea what he had in store for me, but I was scared to death…