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Snuff Sex on Tape

The camera is rolling and I am here to make your film the success you want it to be. The cameraman knows he will get to fuck my dead body when its over, and it turns me on that he agreed to that form of payment. He knows my pussy will still be warm even though my body will be lifeless. You start by fucking me as if it were a normal film and not a snuff movie. I am dressed up, makeup done perfectly, and I am not even scared. I crave the sting of the blades to come and I have been groomed for months for this day.

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The weeks in your dungeon as you used the knives and pins and needles all over my body. Draining my blood to the point where I passed out. You had to find my limits. You had to find what would look good on your tape. You transfused the blood back in and brought me back to keep the experiment going and bring my tolerance to a level that your clients will eat up. Finally a girl that you can slit her legs from knee to pussy and simply smile back at you.

You begin with the blades and my sweet fresh red blood pours out. My nipples come off like a knife cutting through butter and they fall to the floor. I see the cameraman’s cock get hard because he knows it won’t be long now. I take a knife in my own hand and begin to poke it right in my gut. Not many girls can manage this move – you have been the best teacher. I start to choke on my own blood and it pours out of the corners of my mouth. No screaming, just smiling. The taste is glorious and you are so proud. I begin to feel dizzy and cold, and thats when you place the big blade by my left ear and swiftly pull it all the way to the right. My head falls back and you cum deep inside me. The camera stops rolling, and its his turn now.

You Lied

You were the one guy I trusted. You promised you would help me get away from him. You told me that he was too cruel and that I deserved better. You made me believe that maybe, just maybe, I wasn’t a worthless fuckpig whore. He had told me that for so long that it took everything in my broken soul to believe you. I was terrified to try to escape him, but you convinced me that you would save me and protect me and treat me gentle.

The night finally came and you came to my room, a trusted servant by my master, to secretly take me away from the nightmare I had been raised in. I saw the passion on your face as you lifted me up and told me it would be okay. I held on tight as you carried me towards the window. I knew your plan was for us to climb out. Suddenly you stopped. You asked me if this is what I really wanted. I said yes. Right at that moment, my bedroom door swung open and there was my Master.

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You dropped me like a ragdoll to the floor. I tried to reach for you but you kicked me away. I didn’t understand what was going on. My Master walked over and grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the bed where he began smacking me relentlessly. You were shouting that I was a lying deceiving ungrateful dirty whore. He began fucking me as you watched. Then I realized – you never cared for me. It was all a test. You showed him I wasn’t broken enough. I really am just a worthless fuckpig. And I knew tonight that I would finally be broken for good.

Snuff Movies Tonight

Keep the camera rolling, Sir, and film every move I make for your snuff porn. Before the blood spilling begins, I know it is my duty to get that cock of yours aroused and standing at attention. Let me wrap my tongue around that gorgeous throbbing mushroom head. I love seeing the camera in my face and I know it pleases you to see the scars on my tongue from the last time I dared talk back to you. I can feel them caressing your cock, and I know you can feel their ridges too.

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You are cruel to me in ways I could have never dreamed, and I have become the best little submissive bitch you have ever had. Our collection of snuff movies has become enough to fill boxes. I know you sell them all over the country when you travel and leave me alone to starve and heal. How many men have watched my blood spill while they watched your hard cock pound my bloody asshole?

Being your snuff star almost makes me feel like I am worth something. Don’t worry, I said “almost”. I know in my heart I am nothing but a piece of flesh filled with what you desire most – my bright red blood. It shows so well on the camera and I make enough to keep you coming back for only me. Your cock is hard now, Sir, and it is time for my blood to spill. I never close my eyes the way I used to. I have come to love the color as much as your viewers. I look right in your eyes as you sink the first blade inside me right below my breasts.

All Yours

You’ve kept me alive long enough to become one of your favorite girls. It is our anniversary – one year since you stole me that night in the parking lot outside of the shitty bar I danced at. I remember being so scared and how you made me believe you were going to snuff me that very night. You cut me and whipped me and made me submit to darkness I never knew existed. Then my orgasms started coming one after another and in a moment of weakness you told me I was special.

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You’ve never said it again, and you know I need to hear it. I have become a teacher to all your new pretty little fuckdolls. Teaching them to take the pain and teaching them how to put on shows for you. You dress me in the finest leather, but still treat me like the worthless pathetic whore I was born as. But tonight I caught you staring. Tonight when your newest bimbo fuck doll was learning to lick my cunt with her soft tongue. But you weren’t staring at her – you were staring at me.

I felt your black eyes taking in my scarred body, and I got chills thinking about all the times you had cut me over the past year. The scars are all I have and I touch them at night when no one is watching as I cum all over my sheets. I don’t dare look up into your eyes. That would be the end of me. I have no right to think I deserve anything. But I still feel you staring. I see you reach for the small sharp blade you keep in the drawer. You walk towards her and I, and my stomach flutters as you slice her neck and she bleeds out as her head thumps down against my pussy. I cum all over her dead face, and I know that you see something in me. Something dark that you have grown and appreciate. Even if you never say it again.

Screamer Sex

You spent all day getting my body ready. I got to come upstairs and shower and put makeup on. You had a tight black leather outfit for me to wear and that told me you were in the mood for some brutally violent abuse tonight. I put my makeup on slowly and did my hair perfectly, knowing the whole time that it would all be destroyed before the sun comes up tomorrow. I put on the heels laying on the floor, and still half naked, made my way back to the basement where you were waiting for me.

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You have control of me now, and you know I won’t try to run. My heart still races like a wild animal every time I see you. My brain screams at me to run, and I know the pain that awaits me. But you make me feel special, and that means everything to a pathetic slut like me. I get on my knees on the dirty floor, and you grab me by my hair. You pull so hard that my eyes water, but I dare not scream yet. I have to control my fear so that you torture me all night long. I want to stay alert and if I lose to much blood too soon then I will go out early. My screams make you slice deeper, so I have learned to control them for you.

You yank my head back and use your other hand to grab a small knife to slit the corners of my mouth. Blood drips down my chin as you slide your cock inside. I can taste your hard cock and my coppery blood and I try to suck but the slices in my mouth make it impossible. You fuck my face so hard that I feel like your cock is going to come through the back of my throat. Such cruelty, and I am so lucky to have you to do these things to me. I stare up at you but you won’t even look at me. I am not worthy, not even with all my makeup. You bring the blade down to my breasts and continue my mutilation until you get me screaming…

Fisting Punch Princess

You told me you would make me your Fisting Princess. I love the way you torture my body and tear my pussy up, and this sounded like the next step in our fucked up and poisonous affair. I wanted to feel your huge hand go inside my pussy with no mercy – I knew you would do it with no hesitation. I knew you wouldn’t stop to ask if I was okay or if it hurt. You don’t give a fuck – in fact the more it hurts me the better it is for both of us.

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On my back, you ram your hard cock in my ass and fuck it raw, making me feel every thrust deep inside my tight asshole. I love the searing pain, but I know its about to multiply. You look down at my pathetic cunt, just waiting for your fist, and spit all over it. I know that is the only lube I will get and I am grateful, because I want to be your favorite fuckpig.  You take your fingers, and slip four tips inside me. You stretch my pussy open and I watch you as your eyes follow your fingers, pumping them in and out of my tight hole.

As you continue to ass fuck me, you ball your hand up into a tight fist, and pull back. There would be no easing it in, and there would be no going slow. Your arm is pulled back behind you, fist clenched, and you take aim on my wet pussy. I watch as your fist flies through the air and enters me with the sound of someone being punched in the face. I couldn’t even scream, my air was gone. As you pumped your fist in and out of my cunt, the feeling was pain all over my body, and I knew my insides would never be the same.

Waves of Death

You are the most evil man I have ever known. You control my pussy and my clit so much that I cannot have an orgasm unless you allow me to. Your favorite kind of torture is pain and vibration to the point where I want to cum down my legs, but you just won’t allow it. I know if I cannot hold back that you will kill me. But you spend hours on my clit, with all your toys and even your tongue. My ability to hold back is waning, I am becoming exhausted.

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I hang from the rafters, my nipples are numb from the clamps that are in place to make sure I cannot squirm away from you. You have been playing with my pathetic cunt all morning, and speaking to me so gently, trying to convince me to play into your game. I am not allowed to beg or even look at you, and you show me no mercy. The blades of your knives and the vibration from the dildo have made my clitoris tingle so badly I have pissed myself. But I won’t cum – not until you allow me to.

I am sweating and I try to take my mind anywhere else, but my legs are like rubber and my pussy is on fire. I can feel the orgasm licking at my body and I know you can sense it too. I try my best to hide it, but my goosebumps are giving me away. You stand next to me and begin to kiss my neck. Such cruelty for a fuckpig like me, to lick my body as if you have affection for me. The waves of orgasm begin to run up my back, and despite myself my cunt begins to throb. Your hand is between my legs, and so I know you can feel it. I have lost the game, and now I will lose my life…

Bloody Mud

I am a dirty fuckpig whore that enjoys my pain served with lots of blood. I want to be cut and stuck and sliced to within an inch of my life. I am so tired of men telling me I am beautiful and trying to be so kind and gentle – I need a real man who has no problem leaving his marks on my body and showing me what pain can really feel like. I want you to start with my nipples and then move to my worthless cunt. Use your blades, sharp or dull, I don’t care. I have to feel the pressure of the cutting or my pussy will not throb for you.

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I always love the camera to be rolling so that we can watch it back and watch my blood spill onto the dirt. I love how you shove my face in it until my mouth is full of that copper taste mixed into bloody mud. You choosing different knives to make slices through my perfect skin – ruining it forever. Those are the scars that I can trace with my red nails and remember forever. So much better than the flowers and gifts the other losers try to give me.

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My favorite is the smile scar on my neck – you gave it to me last year as a reminder of how close to the edge you will take me. I bled until my vision became starry and then went black. I remember being almost sad when I woke up, sad to still be alive as the pathetic pain slut I had become. But you were there and still playing with my body with your knives. Collecting my blood so that you can infuse it back into me and play longer. I am feeling that scar now, so big and long, and ear to ear. There is nothing quite like the feeling of death. Next time I am hoping you let me have it all.

Starvation Humiliation

I knew if I wanted to eat this week that I would be required to perform well for your friends at your party. You left me alone in the room that locks from the outside and all night long I could hear the music playing and the men laughing. I could even smell the alcohol and hear them as they went down the hallway to take a piss every so often. I knew they were getting more and more intoxicated. Then they would be coming for me.

They come to your parties for the entertainment after all – and they know what is waiting for them once midnight comes. They pay their way in at the door and know that a once-beautiful little pain whore will be satisfying their cocks before they leave. I can hear them laughing and joking about what a worthless slut I am and cracking up at all your stories of the things you have done to me. The more gruesome the story, the harder they laugh, and I know you love the attention.

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I feed your friends, they feed your ego, and then I will finally get fed. My stomach grumbles as I wait for the stroke of midnight. I hear the clock start to chime and I know its time to make sure I am wet and ready for all the cocks that will be cumming for me tonight. The doorknob turns and I can see a little through the dim light in the room. Its a huge man and he is already undoing his pants. His cock falls out below his giant belly and I can smell his drunken sweat from across the room. He lays down on the bare mattress and calls me a whore.

I climb on top of him and he tells me to put his cock in my ass. I obey him because I  know I have to. He is disgusting, but I have to pretend to like it as he sinks his hard-on into my tight ass. The pain sears through me as he pounds my ass mercilessly. His cum shoots up inside me and starts dripping down my thighs. No sooner is he off the bed, than another man comes through the door. He is no better than the first, a gross pig of a man, but he will have a gorgeous little fuck doll tonight. He grabs me and has his way, and I hate myself for it, but I need to eat….

Carve Me Up

You were right, I got addicted. After that weekend when you tied me up in your basement and tortured my body and my mind, I will never be the same. I lay in bed at night aching for the burning of that blade cutting though my tits. I remember you telling me that I belonged to you forever, and of course I thought you were going to kill me. But you didn’t, you let me go, and you told me that I would come back on my own. The pain is all I can think of and I have to have more.

I knock on your door, my pussy throbbing under my skirt just hoping you will answer. The knob turns, the door opens, and there you are. I don’t even dare look into your eyes – I know I am a worthless whore to you and that wouldn’t be allowed. You tell me to go to the basement. I cum down the insides of my legs at just the sound of your voice. My legs try to buckle under me as I make my way down the stairs. I can feel you behind me and suddenly I am terrified, but its too late for that. I came on my own and you know my body is yours.

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I stand before you and strip down to nearly nothing. I can feel your eyes go up and down my naked body and you take me by the arm and lead me over to the table. Your toys and tools are arranged neatly, as if you had been waiting for me. I reach out and run my hands over the edges of the blades, remembering how they seared through my soft skin last time I was here. I remember my blood pouring out as you sliced my left nipple off. The pain was so incredible I couldn’t even make a sound when I tried to scream.

You reach for a long iron poker, with a sharp tip at one end. You tell me that now that I have come back, I am yours to keep, and you are going to carve your name in me so that I cannot get lost ever again. My heart is racing as you take the sharp tip and begin scratching through the skin on my back. I feel like a lowly piece of cattle being marked by you, and you are merciless with the pain. The blade drags and cuts through my skin and the blood starts running down over my tight ass. I can smell the scent and I know you can too as your cock gets hard at the bright red cascade. I will now forever carry your name, and its time for our next game…. what do you have in store for me, Sir?