Sunday, June 19, 2011

Resurrected

She prayed for a spell of scorn
unto dark forces for their help
to end the pain of being violated
before drinking that glass of cyanide.

From the grave at midnight with a full moon,
her corpse came alive again,
possessed of incredible strength
so she clawed her way out beyond the wood
dug through the soil and worm,
finally her rotting cadaverous flesh
broke through to the surface
where the moonlight touched her flesh
transforming her into hell’s whore
with her emaciated gray face growing fangs.

But inside she burned with a demon’s lust,
while she moved to fine the man
who had butchered her heart and trust.

She found him in a motel with a hooker,
her teeth biting the woman’s juggler
those red eyes flaring with such rage
before she drank all that bitch’s blood
then ripped and mangled her body
carved up her breasts
and mutilated her love nest.

It all froze her former male lover with fear,
his naked body sitting on all fours upon the bed,
mouth gaping in pure horror
when he got a whiff of her decaying flesh’s stench,
only unable to move as she stepped his way.

He screamed before she stuffed the gal’s tattered dress
through his lips and silenced his protest,
forcing him to lied down on his back,
eyes so wide and terrified
since her powers had rendered him unable to move.
First she gave him a long wet kiss
through that fabric
then managed to bite off his tongue and eat it,
his convulsing body reacting to the shock.

Sucking and kissing his body,
taking out chunks along the way and consuming them,
his blood pouring out over the bed.

Slowly moving down to his manhood,
moans of fear included the shaking of his head
as her mouth engulfed his throbbing manhood,
snorts and grunts come from his throat
incredibly able to ignore his pain and wounds.

Suddenly she spreads her legs and gets on top
takes him fully deep inside,
hips moving back and forth
his mind so wild from the incredible pleasure,
but then the fog lifts as he cums
with her howl from her own explosion.
At last realizing the fact she had died
while her body turns so hideous
that he eventually vomits both his stomach juices
along with that rag of a dress.

Something inside of him clings to a strange peace
for he knows he’s about to die,
which will eventually end this nightmare.

Only that is the end he never experiences
because when you violate the daughter of darkness
it is forever you must pay,
kept alive in his coffin forever
in between times she opens the lid
making him satisfy her again.

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