Cannot Escape Snuff Sex

He told me I was made for snuff sex. I thought my victim days were behind me. I was getting accustomed to being an accomplice and not the victim anymore, but he said I owed him. I thought he was letting me share his coke because he liked fucking me when he was high. We have not been together long, but I really like him. He pimped me out. Now, I feel so used and violated. I guess I could have said no, but I did not want to stop partying. I did not want to stop fucking him either. He has a massive cock. I told myself I have done worse for men I did not even like. That was true too. I have made snuff porn with complete strangers. Why not just do this one thing. I figured I have done worse, and I falsely believed that this man would be gentle. My boyfriend sold me. He sold my fuck holes for $500. I thought that was a steal, but it really was not for what he did too me. He was brutal. I know my boyfriend needed money, but I could make $500 in two hours at the strip club and not be touched. He did not want to hear reason. He wanted me to shut up and fuck this guy like a good slave. So, I did. He beat me. He sodomized me with foreign objects. He fisted my cunt. He punched my face a few times too. Punched me enough to knock me out and make my nose bleed. I woke up to this hairy fat fuck pumping his pathetic dick inside me. When I started complaining about his tiny dick, he super glued my lips together. I could not speak. I struggled to breathe too. Once he was done, I was a battered and bloody mess. My ass was prolapsed again. My pussy looked like raw hamburger meat. My eyes were swollen shut and I lost a layer of skin on my lips trying to get the glue off. I do not want to be the victim anymore, but I guess that shit is hard to shake for a taboo phone sex whore.

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