Dear Master:
I am a dark fantasies mistress and a sexy switch, but I am your willing victim too. I am a worthless whore. Maybe in torture or death, I will finally be worthwhile to you. Most days, I want to die. I do not want to die quickly, however. No mercy killing for a blonde bimbo like me. I am offering myself to you because I know you will torture me and enjoy it. If you are a sick bastard, I know you can think of hundreds of ways to kill and / or torture me. How should you kill me? What are your most twisted fantasies? Beat me. Kick me. Toss my head against a concrete wall. Snap my neck like a chicken. Cook me over an open flame and eat me for dinner. Disembowel me. Choke me. Strangle me with pantyhose. Hang me. Dismember me with an axe. Beat me with a baseball bat. Stab me. Inject me with poison. Stone me. Shoot me. Drown me. Bury me alive. Cut me and feed me to the sharks. Split me in two on an old-fashioned rack. Skin me alive and leave me exposed in the wild. Toss me off a cliff. Let poisonous snakes and spiders ravage my body. Run me down with your car. I know you are a creative man with many a snuff fantasy in your head. Maybe you cannot kill the object of your ire, but you can kill me. I will never fight you. You can make my death excruciating and memorable. You can even profit off my death with a live stream. Sell my organs on the black market too. Maybe rent my dead corpse to necrophiliacs. I want to serve you in the after life in a way I never could when living.
Your submissive whore in life and death,
Cassandra
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