I have a man in my life who loves snuff movies. Instead of watching Titanic or The Notebook together, we do the snuff porn movie download thing from the Internet to my HDTV. It’s like Netflix but with the kind of movies you can’t admit you watch, let alone download. We were watching this blonde whore, who resembled me, get fucked and choked at same time. When her body went lifeless, and the guy in the film kept fucking her, my sick fuck buddy suddenly stood up and yanked me off the couch by my bleach blonde locks.
He dragged me down to the basement and kept mumbling about how hot sex with dead bodies would be. He was going to use me for his own private film. He strapped me down to his torture table and told me we were going to make our own home movie. He cut off my oxygen with a board tight against my throat. As I was struggling to breathe, I heard him sharpening his blades. I pissed myself in fear.
He came back with an evil glean in his eyes and informed me I needed a boob job before I could be a snuff star. I was weak from the lack of oxygen. There was no warning. He just raised his knife and started stabbing my breasts. “Silicon is for toys,” he informed me as he cut out my silicon bags. Blood was cascading down my sides. I was bleeding everywhere, but he informed me he would not let me die, yet. He just wanted to make me a natural woman before we made our own snuff porn. I passed out from the board on my trachea. Woke up covered in blood with barely B cups, a bad stitch job and puncture wounds. I was in a lot of pain. I begged for some drugs or something. He squirted a tube of Ben Gay into the holes in my chest, giggled and said “no pain no gain bitch.”
Later that night, as I sat on the couch trying to recover, he downloaded a film of what he did to me while he mutilating my breasts. I’m sickened to think what he stitched back inside of me.
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