An Interview with a Snuff Girl

tags: MMM+/F, cons, throating, anal, gangbang, snuff, beheading

 

disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional, along with all characters and events described in it. Any resemblance with real life is just a coincidence. Harming another human being is wrong and in no way I am trying to convey the opposite. Please, don't do anything like this!

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A week ago, when my boss first mentioned my next story, I was apprehensive. First because I knew very little about the porn industry, and second because I would be going into one of the most extreme fetishes I could think of, one that only became legal a few years ago and that even now is still hugely controversial.

Some are calling a ban on such practices, saying that the industry is twisting a law that was meant to give people the right to choose over their lives, while its defenders are saying that only them should have the power to decide over their lives.

In between is Skylar, whom I met on her last shoot. Tall and beautiful, with blond hair and blue eyes, wide hips and big breasts, she fitted into the industry from the very start, almost 8 years ago.

She quickly became successful, but everything changed when she got recruited, as she puts it herself, by the now infamous Matt Harvey. She is now part of an extreme movement that no one could have predicted 10 years ago, but that its gaining popularity and acceptance with every new film.

Here is everything that happened during the interview and her final film.

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Sarah Vandella (SHV ): Skylar Blue is your stage name. Tell me about it.

Skylar Blue (SKB): Skylar is my mother’s name, believe it or not, and Blue was actually Matt’s idea. He said that “which such gorgeous eyes, you can’t choose another one”... he made me laugh so hard I just had to do it!

 

SHV: Tell us a little about yourself.

SKB: Well, I am 26 years old, I am originally from New York, and I had a pretty regular childhood. I have many friends but I am single, I am also a vegetarian, and believe in everyone's right to choose the life they want. I guess there is more to me than that, but that's a good introduction for now.

 

SHV: What drove you into porn in the first place, especially in a time where things were becoming so extreme.

SKB: I don't think they are extreme… but, well, I don't know if there was just one thing. But mostly I think it was the pressure I felt. As I neared my last year in high school everyone of my classmates started worrying about college and work, student loans, getting a husband and a family. At the time, I didn't want none of that, but I still needed a way to live for myself.

Porn just sounded like something easy for me to do, and besides it seemed fun.

 

SHV: But why porn specifically?

SKB: Because it made me feel powerful. You know that every men around you is thinking about fucking you, don’t you?. Sometimes I think men are animals and they just see us as prey.

It used to be scary at first, when I was just a teenager, but then I realized how powerful it made me. It's… exciting! And sex is just great!

 

SHV: Did you tell your family about it, or did they found out about it?

SKB: No, I didn't want them to know, not at first though. But it's hard to keep it a secret! It was a friend of my dad who saw one of my films. The second one, I think though I don't remember the name now. Anyway, he showed it to my dad without realizing it was me.

My dad recognized me instantly, of course, and thought I wasn't there when he did, I am pretty sure he didn't like it one bit.

 

SHV: Did he try to force you to quit?

SKB: No, thought I didn't found out he knew until a few weeks later. I have been living in LA for a while by then, and my mom was my savior. She talked to him about it, until she convinced him that it wasn't his decision to make.

I am not sure he ever agreed with her, but we talk all the time now, and it has never been an issue between us.

 

SHV: You mean the fact that every man has seen his daughter naked and having sex?

SKB: Yes! I have no problem with it, with being seen, obviously. My little sister doesn't either, so I see no harm in it.

 

SHV: You have a sister? How old is she?

SKB: Maggie is 15 years old now, and growing up so fast. She is part of the reason why I do this, actually.

 

SHV: How so?

SKB: Because she has decided that she doesn't want this for her, and I respect her decision. So like any other big sister, I am helping her save for her college education, and after this she will be set for life.

 

SHV: Tell us a bit more about your career.

SKB: Well, I have been working for 8 years now, and I am 26 so that means I started as soon as I legally could. I started with some pretty mild stuff at first, but a year after that I met Matt and I have been working with him since then. Everything changed back then, but I think that it was for the better.

As for what I do, that depends on what we are shooting. Some shoots are very simple, like a photo shoot that might take a few hours of me playing with myself in front of the camera, and others are much more involved, like gangbangs or bondage, a throating or something like that.

I guess that’s what you would call extreme, but it's pretty common now a days...

 

SHV: You are doing more and more of those now, don't you?

SKB: Yes, it's being a great learning experience, and also incredibly fun to explore such an awesome world. Matt and all the guys I have worked with have been super helpful, too.

 

SHV: You are about to perform your last film, in just a few minutes. What drove you to it?

SKB: That's… not so easy to answer.

 

SHV: Are you having doubts about it?

SKB: No, not anymore, though there have been times in the past when I did, I won't lie.

Okay, so, you might think it's crazy, but knowing that you are about to die is liberating. I have no future, so I can live my life at its fullest, with no fear of the consequences. I don't have to be stuck at a boring job, or plan for my retirement…

 

Editor’s note: And there it was, the question in everyone's mind. Why would anyone, especially a healthy young woman with her whole life ahead of her, choose to be killed on screen.

In what is known as snuff films, a niche fetish that exploded in recent times, people watch someone being executed for pleasure, usually after or even while having sex. It's almost always a woman, but in recent times men have started to choose the option too, in something that is becoming incredibly popular.

 

SHV: So, it's not for the fame as most say you do it?

SKB: No, Amy might have, but she was the first. People always remember the first!

Editor’s note: Amy was the first woman to die on screen, in what is now somewhat of a cult classic in the industry.

There are perks of course. When you sign the contract it's always a year in advance, and during that time you get kind of an unlimited salary. You get to enjoy that time, and believe me when I say I have.

There are obligations too, of course, you have to do a shoot a week, but that is not hard, and it can be a little weird to know that you are going to die at first, but once you get over it, it's great. And of course, the pay for my last shoot is huge.

 

SHV: Yes, but what is the point of it if you are not going to be there to enjoy it?

SKB: Well, I can't say for the girls before me, but in my case it will go to my sister. That is what I mean when I said I was setting her up for life.

And… the experience itself is what I get. I guess I don’t know how to explain it, but… it's something I have been fantasizing for a long time now...

 

SHV: Are you afraid of it?

SKB: Of dying, or of the pain?

 

SHV: Of both, I think…

SKB: Not really. I have made my peace with my death, and as for the pain, I am a little bit of a masochist. I enjoy it, and I think that all women do, even if they can't admit it.

 

SHV: You say it as is if is something completely natural…

SKB: Maybe it is, to me at least. I have always been submissive, I have always enjoyed pain. Maybe it’s my first boyfriend’s fault, he always wanted to do that kind of stuff, you know, but… well, I liked it, so I saw no harm in it.

Maybe that is what drove me towards this moment. And yes, I think that women in general are like that, though we sometimes try to fight it. Especially now with the feminist movement and all that...

 

SHV: I have to say that I found this repulsive in the past, the idea of getting pleasure from seeing someone die, but before meeting you I watched a couple of films and I talked to other people about it, and I became very… intrigued…

SKB: Yes, I know... It took years for Matt to talk me into this, but once he mentioned it, I couldn't get the idea out of my head. I denied it back then, saying that I wasn’t into it, but deep down it had become my biggest fantasy, then one day I… well, it's hard to explain.

And I am not saying that everybody is into this, but be truthful. I am pretty sure that you have had rough sex before, at least once. Maybe you boyfriend started slapping your ass a little harder than usual, maybe he choked you a few times. Guys like to do that, of course, but did you enjoy it?

 

SHV: Yes…

Editor’s note: It took me a full minute of silence and a few stammers to answer, and by then my face was burning red.

SKB: There, you see? I think we all have it in us, and the moment we stop trying to repress that feeling, we will become… well, if not happier, at least free.

 

SHV: There is a world of difference between that and what you are about to do, though.

SKB: There is a difference, of course, but maybe it's not so big as you think. Everything I have been doing up to now has been leading towards this, even before I had realized it.

 

SHV: But why dying?

SKB: Well, that is something that I can't explain. I have been going to a psychologist for the past couple of years, and she says it's a destructive behavior. Kind of like smoking or drinking, or even porn. You know it's not good for you, but you still do it.

Me, I am not so sure about it. She has tried to convince me not to do it for some time, and I think I have been trying to convince her to give it a try. So far neither of us has changed her mind, but I am still trying!

 

SHV: So, the time nears, how will it be?

SKB: Well, one of the things we try to focus is that everything needs to be planned in advance. Of course there are no second shots here, so everyone works really hard.

We have been doing rehearsals for the past week, and Dave, who will be the one to do it today, has been practicing with the axe for a whole month. You should see much wood he has been chopping! He said he was scared to miss my neck, since it's his first time. I think he is so sweet!

And that is how I chose, I want to have my head chopped with a big, sharp axe, right before I cum while being fucked in the ass, and after a long and sweet gang bang, of course!

Pretty specific, I guess, but I get to choose and Matt didn't complain since he knew it would look great on camera.

I want it to be unique, and I think it will. It's been a lot of work, and I am nervous that something might not work as planned, but the guys are great and I think we will just have to improvise if something happens.

 

SHV: Getting your head chopped with an axe sounds painful, though…

SKB: Maybe… no one really knows, at least no one alive. And once I know I probably won't be able to tell anyone. I have seen it done a few times before, though it's not the most common method. I don't know if I am just trying to convince myself, but I think it's not that painful, and some were even smiling as their heads rolled off…

 

SHV: And afterwards?

SKB: After I am dead? Well, they guys plan to put my head on my back as they pose with me, and then… well, there is a team that comes to pick up the bodies.

 

SHV: I have one last question. This has been going on for several years, and there was always been a rumor behind it…

SKB: Yes, I know. Dolcett, right? The whole cannibalism thing, or gynophagia if it's a girl being eaten. Well, I can definitely tell you that I have never seen it, but… well, it's weird. Dave has called me meat a few times before, and I definitely know about the comics. It's been a fun fantasy of mine for some time too, but it's not a real thing, at least that I know of.

Having said that, if anyone would like to… well, eat my body after I am gone, I don't see a problem with it. I am pretty sure I would make one very tasty burger!

 

SHV: Will your family be here to say goodbye?

SKB: You said the last question was the last question! But seriously, no, they won't. I have said goodbye before, it would be… weird to have them here with me. Besides, if they want to watch they can see the movie once it comes out.

 

SHV: Do you think they will?

SKB: I don't know, maybe you can ask them for me!

 

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A minute after the interview was over Matt Harvey came to tell her everything was ready. I could see Skylar trembling ever so slightly, but she was smiling warmly and her eyes were full of excitement.

Without hesitation, she got up from her chair, took off her robe, revealing that she had been naked the whole time, and after kissing me softly in the lips, she followed Matt towards the stage.

A minute later, once I had managed to recover my breath, I followed her. Both Harvey and her said it would be okay to watch the film. I just had to be out of the way and be quiet, as they didn’t want any noise that could ruin a scene.

So, walking as quietly as I could I approached the set, styled as an old, dusty basement. After finding a spot that I hoped would be out of everyone's way, I readied myself to see my first snuff film

By then she was standing next to one of the male actors, Dave, I later learned. They were hugging each other tightly, just as two lovers would before saying goodbye, but the moment lasted only an instant before they split.

The shoot started a few minutes later, and just as she had said, it started with a gang bang.

Five male actors surrounded Skylar as she kneeled on the floor, then the camera zoomed into her face and once there she looked directly into it before she started blowing the first of the cocks that surrounded her.

From there it quickly escalated. It was obvious that this was going to be intense. From a blowjob it turned into a throat job, where one of the actors forced his cock deep into her throat. I could see Skylar gagging on it as she struggled to breath, but between the five of them she had no chance to escape.

A minute later he came on her face as she gasped desperately for breath, and then they forced her into the floor where they started fucking her.

In between the five of them they took turns abusing her body, fucking her without stop. The first one to fuck her asshole was Dave, who wasted no time.

While the other four men held her arms and legs against the floor, he lowered himself on top of her and then he simply rammed his cock into her asshole.

A second later I saw her scream in agony, as I shivered in sympathy behind the cameras. I have to admit that it was incredibly uncomfortable to watch, but I stayed quiet as the film progressed. The last thing I wanted was to ruin the film.

A minute later someone stopped next to me. It was Harvey, who was watching the film with a face that was a mixture of excitement and longing.

Though he is now a producer, he hasn't always been behind the camera. Back then when it all started, he was the one to kill Amy. While he didn't become as famous as her, his name is just as fresh in everyone's memory.

We stood like that for a few minutes, just watching silently as the action progressed, and though I had a few questions for him I knew they would have to wait.

And then I noticed him looking at me and I froze.

With Skylar's words still echoing inside my head, I somehow knew he was picturing me naked. Maybe even in Skylar’s place. By then she was sandwiched between three men, groaning in what I thought looked like a mixture of pain and lust.

A moment later he smiled at me, and as I shivered under his gaze, I just knew that I was right. Then he left once more, returning to the cameras where he whispered something to the operator.

Meanwhile, the film had continued. By then Skylar’s body was red and bruised, and both her face and hair covered in cum, and her makeup was a mess. At some point they had tied her arms behind her back and her breast tightly together, making it harder for her to resist.

But the ropes were on to tight, and a minute later her breast were bloated and a pale blue color.

The men, meanwhile, kept fucking her, apparently as brutal as they could. From time to time they slapped her face or her already tortured breasts, and if not they would choke her with their hands while another one of them kept fucking her.

And then, while she was being fucked between two of the men, Dave kneeled next to her. He took his hand to her neck, and then he squeezed.

“Are you ready, Skylar?” he asked while he choked her.

Skylar, unable to breathe, nodded as best as she could as her eyes lit up.

“Bring the block, then.” Dave said, finally releasing her. “Tyler, will you do the honors?”

Tyler, one of the two men waiting by her side, nodded eagerly just the one fucking her ass finally came, shooting his seed deep into her bowels.

Meanwhile the other one approached them, carrying a big block of wood and an axe. He set the block carefully on the floor, and then he handed the axe to Dave, who took it firmly in his hands, testing the balance.

Still laying on the floor, Skylar kept looking at the block and though from where I was I couldn't see her face, I started wondering what she was feeling back then.

Was she having second thoughts? Could she back out, so close to her death? Would she, if given the chance? For a brief moment I wanted to get closer to the camera, to see her face, but I didn't.

A second later Tyler grabbed her hair, and with one brutal pull, he lifted her into the air as her feet searched for the floor below. Then he lowered her once more, and while she stumbled at first, she managed to stand on her own.

Without having to be told, she started walking towards the block, knowing that once she laid there she would never get up again. I watched in awe, unable to take my eyes off.

Once there, she looked into the camera, and for a brief moment I thought I could see fear in her eyes. But before I could do anything, she smiled and then Tyler forced her to kneel.

With his help, she laid her neck on the rough wooden block, already scared from use.

Then Tyler started fucking her ass, just like they had done before. Skylar's eyes were glued on the floor as she moaned in pleasure, though with her hands tied behind her, her own weight was slowly crushing her already abused throat.

With great care, I saw Dave brushing her long blond hair away from her neck before he stood above her, the axe held tightly in his hand.

“Do you want to cum, Skylar?” he asked her a moment later, as he smiled.

“Yes… please… let me… one more… time… please!” she moaned in between thrusts, her voice dry and raspy.

“Maybe I won't… you better hurry up!” he said mockingly as he grabbed the axe with both hands, testing the balance once more.

“Nooooo!” she pleaded as Tyler started pounding her ass even harder than before.

“I am close… just a second... please…” she said a moment later as I watched her rocking her hips.

Then Dave lifted the axe high above his head. He took a step back, his face twisting in concentration, and then he waited there.

The whole set froze in place as we waited the moment. Unable to breathe, I watched her last seconds alive as she moaned desperately, until she started grunting and her whole body tensed.

Before I could realize what was happening, Dave started moving, bridging the axe down towards her exposed neck as she came for the last time in her life.

The axe seemed to move slowly at first, but it quickly gained speed. Skylar was still looking at the floor, and I imagined her eyes were closed as waves of pleasure flooded her body. Unable to see it moving, it must have caught her in surprise as the axe finally reached her neck.

All that practiced seemed to pay off, as the axe struck her right in the middle, and moving with incredible force, it had no trouble chopping her head off.

I gasped in shock as the axe buried itself a good inch into the solid wood and then Skylar’s head rolled off from her body.

A second later everything became a flurry of action, as Dave grabbed her head from the floor. Next to him, Tyler kept fucking her ass while her body flopped on the ground. Blood sprayed from her neck, covering the block and the floor in red.

The scene looked grotesque, but it didn't seem to bother them at all. Then  Tyler lost his balance and he fell on top of her and both of them fell to the floor.

“Ohhhh, god! It’s so fucking tight!” he screamed in pleasure as he rammed his cock into her ass for the finally time.

By then Dave had grabbed her head, and lifting it by her hair, he showed it towards the camera.

Her face, frozen into a grimace of pleasure , still looked alive. But was she? There was no movement, not even in those blue eyes of her, but I had always read that being decapitated didn't guarantee an instant dead.

Was she in agony, trapped inside her dying head? Or was she experiencing that which she had so desperately wanted to find?

I have no idea how long that moment lasted, but at some point I realized that the end approached. Tyler had finished cumming in her ass, and once he was done he finally got up.

With his cock covered in cum, he lifted Skylar’s now still body and he placed it on the block once more. Only a trickle of blood remained in her and her body was starting to become a pale white.

Then Dave smiled towards the camera while he placed her severed head on top of her back, and I watched them pose, like hunters with their prey.

Once more, her words from before came back to me, and I started shivering as I imagined myself in her place.

And, truth be told, despite what I thought I would feel, and all the preconceptions I had arrived with, I couldn't deny it. There was something visceral and incredibly powerful, that made me feel excited in a way that I had never experienced before.

 

by Sarah Vandella for GQ Magazine

Published May 23, 2022

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After that, the film and the interview were over.

Everybody congratulated itself and they started putting all the gear away. The men left toward the showers and one by one they disappeared, leaving me alone in the set.

A few minutes later, once I had managed to calm down, I approached her body. She was still there, just as they had left her, but her eyes now looked dull and lifeless. It felt strange to be there, as I had never seen a dead person before, much less from up close.

Death had been a taboo for so long that I didn't really know how to react.

Her body still wore the scars from the gang bang. She was covered in bruises and cuts, and  the ropes around her chest and her arms were digging deeply into her flesh. Her face, though, looked just as beautiful as before, cum and ruined makeup and all.

But what struck me the most was how peaceful she looked, as if she was just sleeping.

“How are you?” I heard someone asking me a moment later, making me jump.

It was Harvey, who was standing right behind me. I felt my face burning up in shame as I tried to calm down, but it was useless.

“I’m… okay.” I managed to say back then, and while it was true, it wasn’t all of it.

Inside I had a mess of conflicting emotions. I had just watched her die, and while I knew I should find it repulsive, I couldn't. Instead I felt excited, and I suddenly wanted to ask her so many questions.

Looking behind me side I saw Harvey smiling at me, and I knew without a doubt that he was picturing me in her place. This was not something that I accepted at that moment. It took me a few days, but when I did, I finally realized that the idea didn't bother me at all.

Like she had said, it made me feel excited, and that power that I had over him was intoxicating.

“It was your first time, wasn’t it?” he asked me a moment later. “It can be shocking, sometimes. Especially for a woman, though everyone reacts differently, of course.”

I nodded silently, too scared my voice would break.

As I watched silently, he approached her body, and after running his fingers over her back, he sighted tiredly.

“I am going to miss her…  Look, I have to go now, there is a ton of paperwork to fill before they come pick up her body, but I will give you my card. You can call me if you get any questions.” he said as he showed it to me.

But I couldn't move. I couldn't take my eyes away from her, and the more I watched the more I felt my body burning from the inside.

“It's okay, I understand.” he said as he left his card on her back. “See you later.”

Having done that, he took one last look at her and then he left.

It must have been minutes before I managed to move once more, but once I did I took a look around, making sure that I was alone, and then I picked up his card. There was a small drop of blood on the back. Hers, I realized a moment later, but it didn't matter.

I placed it on one of my pockets, and then I finally walked away from the set, his final words echoing in my mind.

As I finally stepped outside and into the light, I took a deep breath and I closed my eyes. It seemed like an eternity ago that I had entered the studio, but it had only been a few hours.

After waiting for a few minutes, I finally opened my eyes and I started walking, wondering if he really could.

With his card burning in my pocket, I decided I would have to ask him.

 

 

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