Last night felt like a snuff porn nightmare. My last night before the holidays to score some cocaine. I always need extra during the holidays because my sons and all their friends stay home from school for a couple weeks. And I need to be in tiptop shape. I went to a few drug dealers who couldn’t help me out because they did not have any product. So desperate times call for desperate measures. And I want to see Luke.
Luke makes my stepson look like a member of the Mickey Mouse club. Luke hates mothers. Like with a passion. Apparently, his mother screwed him up somewhere along the way. And now he makes snuff flicks of sons simulating murdering their mothers. I just told myself I’ve been through worse. And I’ll likely be through worse in the future at this rate. So, I sucked it up and kept my eye on the prize.
The man who would be my son and executioner, stood almost 7 feet tall. That alone made me shit a brick. That guy could kill me with his pinky and index finger. Seriously though, I did feel scared. But at least Luke let me do a line of coke before he started the snuff sex scene. The executioner showed me no mercy. Why would he, I guess. He threw me across the room. My head hit a cement wall so hard it took a chunk out of my forehead. Blood trickled down my face, and we were less than five minutes into a 30-minute feature film.
Mommy Takes a Beating So She Can Get Cocaine
Perhaps throwing me around like a beach ball seemed like foreplay to this dude. Because the next thing I knew he scooped me up with a thumb in my ass and hurled me in the air like it was an Olympic sport and he wanted the gold medal. And as I laid on the ground, battered, beaten, and bloody, he decided strangulation phone sex might be fun. His hands choked the life out of me. I lost consciousness a few times too.
This man beat me to a pulp while Luke rolled the camera. He told me it was my best work yet. Of course it was. He almost fucking killed me about halfway through this little snuff flick. I almost wanted to die. He gave me the money for Coke. But not enough to get as much Coke as I need to heal my pain and get through the end of the year. If my sons only knew the things that I endure just so I can be a good mommy whore for them.
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