More than a taboo role play. I would become a snuff victim this time. I had been in my cage for hours and begging to be set free. My son wanted his magazine and his nice big sharp knife he had gotten delivered today. I fetched each accordingly. I was a good Slave, He was my own offspring and I had fucked his smooth ass and sucked his pee-pee his entire life. When he became a man things changed. I was his sex slave. I had been beaten bruised and covered with his and his friends cum over and over again. I was aging out though and he was turning his little sister into his new slave. I was jealous and convinced her to run away. She was caught and said it was me who had helped her. First my pussy was impaled by a metal pole. I was bleeding from the insides. My son laughed as he stomped my face with a steel toe boot. My face crushed in he was living out his dark fantasies on his mothers’ body. I begged and pleaded through the blood. My tits cut off and shoved down my throat after he stomped my mouth and my teeth were gone. My arms were cut off and he fisted my bloody cunt with my own fist as I lay dying in my own feces and blood. No longer would I be under his command, I wanted to die a long time ago. But the torture was unbearable. How was I still alive? The last thing this whore saw before she drew her last blood gargling breath was him fucking his sister as she lifted a brick over her head. She never wanted to leave. My daughter had set me up to be snuffed out.