Snuff Fantasies

Snuff fantasies are not a problem for me. I am a sick bitch. I always have been. I never played with dolls. Creating mayhem was and still is more fun. There is the little brat that lives near me. To some, I guess she looks like an adorable princess. I just see the devil’s spawn. I decided I was sick of her screaming and yelling in her backyard like she doesn’t have neighbors. Talking to her parents has not helped at all. I kidnapped her and sold her to the highest bidder online. Do you know how much a virgin girl that young can net a sick bitch? I had some idea that she would be a profitable little cunt, but I made over $50,000 selling her. Okay, so I lied and said she was my daughter. Not like a criminal buying jailbait pussy is going to ask for proof. Plus, he would not have her long enough to get caught. I knew what he wanted to do to her. Fuck her then dispose of her or pass her on to the next pervert. All I cared about was getting the noisy brat out of my life and making some money. Maybe I am in the wrong business. I think I need to be in the brat selling business.

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