I am a bored housewife. Have a husband who is never home, brats that are only around when they want something like money, drugs or pussy. So, I created a profile on one of those adult hook up sites. Sometimes I just need a good fuck. I went to a hotel to meet this college stud to find out I had been duped. He was there all right, but so were three of his friends. When I tried to act like I had the wrong room, one of them grabbed my hair and dragged me into the room. He tied me up and they all started fucking me. Choking me as they shoved their cocks in my ass and pussy. Slapping me, punching me, strangling me, even cutting me. I was a bloody, black and blue mess.
I looked over to my left, tears in my eyes, but I could see the camera. The sick bastards were filming themselves assaulting me. Then their true objective came to light. I had been lured to my death. They were going to fuck me, then kill me, then fuck me some more as they made a snuff film. They said I should feel honored because they were going to make me famous like William Allen Grone did with his victims. He was a supposed serial killer who filmed his murders and had sex with dead bodies. He has been idolized as the first maker of snuff films, but some question his existence. It didn’t matter, if these fucks thought he was real, that was bad news for me. They added that I was a stupid cunt who deserved to die. What stupid bitch meets a stranger in a hotel room to fuck in this day and age? Those words would stay with me until I took my last breath.
I thought maybe this was all a hoax, engineered by my sadistic son. I mean, you see this shit in horror films, but who really lures unsuspecting women off the Internet to slaughter them, while filming it? But when the knife plunged in to my belly, I realized I was not the victim of a hoax, but the victim of sadistic bastards out for a buck and their 15 minutes of fame.
I felt the warm blood oozing out of my stomach. I felt myself getting weak, tired, cold. I could hear them laughing, telling me to smile for the camera. I could feel them cumming on me as I lay their dying. Then everything went dark. Maybe I will have the respect of men in the afterlife, that I never did in life.
I am a stupid cunt whore. Despite my desire to live, I know I am a worthless fuck pig who deserves to be killed. What would like to do to me before you snuff me out? Would you fuck my dead corpse?
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