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Zipper
on her knees
she felt the cold steel
pressed against her skull
breathing deeply
closing her eyes
ready for the inevitable
“put down the gun”
she said calmly
“and take out your cock”
“holding that gun,
instead of your cock,
all you can do is
kill me,
turn me into a piece
of cold dead meat.
but, with your cock,
you can touch
the universe”
closing her eyes
ready for the inevitable
she heard the sound of a zipper
© 2024 Raibeart Bruis
she felt the cold steel
pressed against her skull
breathing deeply
closing her eyes
ready for the inevitable
“put down the gun”
she said calmly
“and take out your cock”
“holding that gun,
instead of your cock,
all you can do is
kill me,
turn me into a piece
of cold dead meat.
but, with your cock,
you can touch
the universe”
closing her eyes
ready for the inevitable
she heard the sound of a zipper
© 2024 Raibeart Bruis
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