After hours of watching snuff movies with Paul, he was so fucked up he wanted to reenact a scene. I thought he was kidding, but he throttled me onto the floor and bound my arms and my feet. He dragged me to his basement like I was a side of beef. Each stair he dragged my bound body down, I was sure would leave a mark. He was extremely angry and hyped up on some sort of meth. He strung me up to a rafter like I was a side of beef. He laughed at me as tears streamed down my face. He put clothes pins on my nipples. He put a wide butt plug up my ass, so I wouldn’t shit myself as he inflicted pain. He whipped my body until it was bloody. He just had this evil smirk on his face. It was torture sex. Nothing but pain. He slapped my face a few times until blood trickled from a busted lip. He wanted my bloody mouth giving him head. He skull fucked my mouth as I bled on his dick. He was so mean and violent with my body. He had never been like this before. I didn’t know what to do. There was nothing I could do but take it. After he came in my bloodied mouth, he used my face as his punching bag. My screams annoyed him because he stuffed a ball gag in my mouth while he took a match to my nipples and clit. He enjoyed melting the flesh off my most sensitive areas. The smell of my burning flesh made me puke. I started to gag on my own vomit because of the ball gag, but he just watched me choke on my own puke until I passed out. My pain is his pleasure. Is it yours too?
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