Snuff Sex Whore

snuff sexSnuff sex was not on my to do list that day. I was walking through a local park listening to music when something hard hit me in the back of the head. I fell to the ground. When I touched the back of my head, it came back bloody. A rock had been tossed at my head. I suspected on purpose. My eyes were blurry. I felt dazed and confused. I felt a hand around my mouth.  I was drugged with something because the next thing I knew, I was tied up naked in a damp, dark basement. I screamed for help. It seemed futile. I could hear no outside noises. There were no windows. I couldn’t even hear sounds above me. “Where the fuck am I,” I asked myself? Then a shadowy figure shined a bright light in my face. As it got closer to me, I realized I knew who it was. He was the neighbor boy. An odd, quiet teen. I always thought he was slow or something. He spit in my face. “See me now whore,” he stuttered.  He went off on a tirade about me being a cock teasing whore. He picked up a baseball bat. I was defenseless, scared, shaking… I tried to reason with him; plead with him to let me go. Even promised to fuck him if he let me go. He had to still be a virgin. “I will take what I want from a stupid whore,” he retorted. Just then he shoved the baseball bat up my ass. After a few minutes of anal torture, he pulled out the bloody, shit covered bat and made me lick it clean. I never saw what came next. A blow so hard to the head, it cracked my skull. Pretty sure my brains were leaking out. His voice got fainter with subsequent blows. Soon it was cold and everything went dark.

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