Deflowering of the unripe flesh

The jowls of hell, I hope they entrap you and devour you. For the flowers you have stripped, their petals now unclean as you prey on the immature and unable. No guilt is shed, have you no shame? Horrendously the deed is done, Through the bloodcurdling screams with deafening silences her unripe flesh is torn and made rotten.
You fuck with her emotions, insidiously trapping her conscious. Depression settles in, no more freedom of will. Her youth has been bleed out, all innocence is lost.
Aborting the fetus, you rid the evidence, exterminating it's chance at a lifelong death.