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Pale Skin

Don't walk away I'm not done with you
Don't worry all I want is to play

Struggle, squirm, breath a little faster
Your screams only make my erection harder

Chained to a rusty pole, my initials carved across your chest
With blood as vibrant as your hair trickling from your mouth

Skin so pale I just want to caress it, so cool i just can't have enough
With a knife as cold as your heart I'll take a few slices and keep them forever

You can blame lust or my selfishness
 Cause you are mine and I'm never letting go

Your small teenage body is marked with a hundred kisses
From the kiss of a whip, as a sign of my everlasting love

I love the way you squirm when I thrust my cock in your tight little ass
Licking the moisture off your bloody pussy, nothing tastes so sweet

Your belly will be the oven for our baby and when it's ready
I'll cut it out and eat it between two slices of toast and jelly

But don't worry I'll save some skin to stitch you up
and forever I'll keep you safe here with me
Written by ThePintSizdSlasher (Aaiden)
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