I shared my Dark fantasies with my Master and when I told him what I wanted to do to my mother, he went out and grabbed her the same day. My mother, that worthless junkie, was the one who introduced me to this life. She sold me for drugs before I even knew what sex was.
But it wasn’t until I met my Master that I truly found my calling. He saw something in me, something dark and twisted, and he cultivated it. He knows I am a loyal slave and he said he was so impressed by how well I serve him, he wanted to gift the bitch to me.
I was foaming at the mouth when I saw her all chained up. This was the moment I always dreamed about. When we made eye contact I pounced on her. I beat her to a bloody pulp as my Master stroked his cock. There was a collective of sharp knives and I grabbed the meanest one.
When the blade sliced through her skin, I came so fucking hard. Here I was able to release all my anger on the right person. I split her open and pulled out her guts. She watched in terror while her beautiful daughter was chewing on her intestines.
It turned on my Master so much, he had to take some for himself. He was the last thing that bitch saw with her dying eyes and her her ears she heard my laughter. And when she felt Master’s load shoot into her, I pulled the trigger, and a bullet shot through her head. I am such a lucky girl that Master allowed to me make my Snuff fantasy real.


