sated

 
I'm feeling wicked so I hope you don't mind I'm going to turn on the black light and shine
in the infinite void I have a voice
dark and seductive
a chorus of moans announce me
willful disenchantment opens the door to another dimension where I'm home

I see hell's spires on the horizon
darkly beautiful I hear the keening of the depraved
they lick their lips I'm tasted before I'm seen
a loyal miscreant of the horde
I'm invited to the masquerade so I open the door
devils in masks look at me derisively
they are delirious I'm driving them mad
though they dare not touch

I'm owned

Hell's own king holds the key to my chastity
in me the bitter and the sweet
tasting hell's delights I lick my lips
my King on his throne darkly rigid
a bevy of women mere distractions
I command his attention with a spark in the eyes
he knows his Queen
he looks at me slyly
I know somethings afoot
I'm suddenly surrounded bound and gag
they take me to a dungeon
while my King watches on

hardened attentions arise while I'm tortured
pussy splayed wet and creamy
masochistic, pain my master
I am at the edge of oblivion
begging for release he doesn't give it to me

key in hand he unlocks my chaste soul
enters my gentility roughly
savoring the flavor of my purity
I am new every morning great is his faithfulness
wave after wave assaults my senses
as he plunges deeper into my womanhood

finally I can bare no more
he pushes me over and I spasm
I awaken wet and creamy
back in my bed

my desires sated