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Lust for Death

"Kiss their blood from My lips!"
Trembling in a corner where She found him,
he refuses from instinctual reaction.
Fearful of what She might do to him.
He could hear her words of encouragement
"Oh come on baby, don't be silly, just do what I say".

This time Her voice less sweet, but sinister maybe....
"If you don't, it will be your time too",
She's laughing, filling his heart with more fear.
Trembling & shaking, he gives in to Her Demand.
She moans..

After intense kissing,
Her knife's disappearing, deep inside of him.
"Well that was disappointing! To think your life depended on it,
that wasn't good enough, didn't even came close".


She whispered,
wanting to hear his last breath,
watching, light depart from his eyes,
feeling his blood running, down Her hands.
Lost in that rush, She's taking everything.
As his dead body hits the ground,
She can't resist masturbating,
Whispering;
"But this baby.... This what you are sacrificing now, most certainly is!"
Written by CArpeNoctem_ (CN_)
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