When I am a good Snuff sex slave, I get spoiled. My Master allows me this pleasure when I’m a good little slut, and boy do I relish it. Sometimes he has rid himself of dudes because they become a liability. A lot of the time, these guys have hurt me badly. And when I get my chance, I am sure to give them all I got!You see, my Master, being the wicked, magnificent devil he is, lets me play out my sickly twisted revenge fantasies on these poor schmucks. He makes me queen of the mountain, sitting on my throne of pain and pleasure. I get to sit back, devise the most wicked, unimaginable punishments for these guys, and watch as they suffer for as long as I desire.
I have snuffed out these fuckers in all kinds of ways. Their suffering turns me on so much. It feels like I am hurting my first Daddy too. He’s the one who started it all and he ruined me when I was very small. Every time I get to snuff a guy out I imagine his face during their last breath.
Watching these wretched creatures scream in agony at my hands makes me feel like I am avenging all that he put me through. The irony is just delicious and oh-so vindictive. I love being on top with my victim’s dick forced inside of me. I ride them until they are about to bust and then gouge their eyes out. Once I hear those eyes pop, I can’t control myself and soak my victim’s balls.
And of course, I do it all for Satan! I am a loyal follower and every soul I snuff out is all for him to consume. Praise be to Satan, indeed. After all, we’re just here to serve our Dark Prince, and what better way to do so than taking those who’ve wronged us as Blasphemy sex sacrifices?