This is an old dark poem I wrote about a year ago.
Feminine moans
they fill the air
grunts and screams
pounding against your ear drums
the sounds of whips
slicing across bare
naked flesh
A girl
barely a woman
chained and bound
like a pig
blood pouring down
a river
her body, shining
her eyes filled with fear
and arousal
gaze riveted to his
hard, thick
malformed body
saliva drips from his
jaws
Beautiful,
in a perverted sense
but wetness still coats
her thighs
Her eternal punishment
she knows suffering
is imminent
Sin -her downfall-
Sex-once her game, now her punishment-
A slave to
Darkened Lust
a hunger for the unexplained
twisted until no longer a toy
willing to die for
twisted pleasure
a rope tightens around
her pale, white neck
dew eyes wide
while she licks away
the blackened semen
covering her face
mixed with the taste of her
tears
painting her face crimson
The illusion she feels
power and self-disgust
As he shoves himself
rough and brutal
larger than any mortal man
tearing her
ripping past her barrier
pain like no other
blood gushing down her thighs
while
the blade in his hand
cuts rhythmically across her
throat
His laughter -evil and cold-
echos down to the depth of her damned soul
She can never
escape
and with every thrust
she screams
for him to stop
for him to continue
for God to forgive her
but she forgets
hell hath no
forgiveness
Pain is strongest
when Lucifer makes you pay
for your
SIN
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