Terror Addicts

          
cousins, close friends
thirty-plus years, of age and attitude
each a female force, professional, successful
reveal their true addiction
         
they schedule time with me
monthly, Friday, 9:00 PM
challenge is to create
darker and more terrifying acts

masks adorned, eyes blocked
they await in the small office
adjoining the warehouse space
rented these last nine years
to host illicit evening events

tonight they are in for a special treat
physical discomfort and
the mother of all mind fucks
astronomical orgasm awaits

complete with feathers
claws, simulated beak
Ravenous mating calls
fill this space
backed by a loud soundtrack

led to the large, dark, rustic oak door
separating shelter from terror
it creaks as I open it
firmly push them inside
their vice calls

percussion provides rhythm
boom-tss-boom---boom-boom-tss-boom-boom-tss
deep, familiar voice dubbed over
recites a classic
The Raven

minutes pass
each cry out
at the first touch
from a feather