Snuff porn is more fun to make than watch in my opinion. I missed my calling in life. I should have been a butcher. I am so skilled with knives. Plus, I love to cut into things. I have this male friend who recently discovered his wife was cheating on him for years. How did he find out? When his daughter needed a blood transfusion and he was not a match. Ouch. The cheating whore had a bastard brat. That realization brought him to the dark side. I egged him on of course. He wanted revenge and I knew how to make it happen. I am an excellent sleuth too. I did some research to discover the baby daddy was no other than his boss. That just added insult to injury. I suggested he get them all in the same place for an intervention. A snuff sex intervention. I am a killer therapist. I spiked their drinks so they woke up tied to the chairs facing one another. I could smell the fear. Fear is intoxicating. My friend was revenge driven. I planned to castrate the cheating boss, but first I thought it would be fun to have him force fuck his bastard spawn. I threatened to kill her if he didn’t fuck the little girl. My friend’s cheating whore wife pleaded for her daughter’s life and innocence. She was to blame for all of this. The cheating boss did as he was ordered thinking he was saving his mistress’s baby girl. I waited until his dick had ravaged her tiny little cunt to pull the Jerry Springer “You’re the Baby Daddy,” routine. He had no idea that she was his brat. My cunt was getting so wet orchestrating this macabre revenge scenario. I didn’t know who to kill first. The cheating whore wife who tried to pass off her evil spawn for several years as my friend’s little girl. The boss who fucked his top employee’s slut wife or the little spawn that was a bad memory of the affair?
Who would you have killed first? They all three died painful, bloody deaths while my friend filmed it. He got his revenge. I got a nice little snuff film to sell on the black market and two cheating whores and their bastard spawn got what they deserved. That’s what I call Karma. It is a bitch sometimes.