Auditioning for snuff movies can be brutal. I hate the casting couch auditions, but it is part of the process. I am a submissive and desperate woman. I cannot get coke the normal way. I either need to fuck and degrade myself for a couple bumps, or whore myself out however I can for money to buy coke. I am not a fan of snuff flicks, but they pay well and, on the spot, once the film is done. I knew this guy was no Steven Spielberg. He was just an amateur living out his dream of brutalizing a woman. Most snuff flicks are like this. And it is a gamble with your life. You never know what may happen. This was a nerdy guy. Total incel vibe. This was likely the only way he could fuck a woman. This computer geek incel dudes are the worst though. So filled with rage because women reject them. They somehow think women owe them their pussies if they smile at them. But I needed coke. If snuff porn was the means to the end, it was what it was. I got the job, but in hindsight it was not worth it. He just wanted to beat a woman. I was the target of all his years of rage. He tied me up so I could not escape. I saw the cash on the table. I was his willing accomplice. He just needed a desperate whore to beat up who would not go to the police. I never go the police. Snitches get stitches. I did not snitch, but I still got stitches. He beat me so hard; my face is unrecognizable. Today, I am swollen and purple. He fucked me too. Forced his cock in my ass for an added ass rape porn scene. I had to go to the ER for stitches. I have a broken ankle too. I told the ER docs I fell down my basement stairs doing laundry. Told my husband the same thing. If he found out I let a man do this to me for coke money, he would leave me. I will heal. I always heal.
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