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Hunt the witch

As her trial means nothing

She has too many scars

She is not green

Nor is she ridden with warts

She is the worst of all the beasts

For what lies within her heart

I am the witch

I am the one who has cast a plague

Of bot flies that rip apart the soul

I am the one who drinks poison

To see my undoing

The witch is lustful

The witch is greedy

She is hurt

She is needy

She is a devil of sorts

Hang her for her crimes

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for she deserves to die

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Dance.

We dance.

In this silly charade.

You skip, I bounce.

We're similar but not the same.

You laugh at my ignorance.

I chuckle at your wisdom.

Your fingertips are rough like your mind.

Mine are wrinkled but soft as is my heart.

I sense your rush of adrenaline when we quarrel.

Yes it is lustful my dear

But it is a dangerous game we play.

I am the mouse. I am prey.

You are the cat. You hunt your meal.

I struggle to breathe but then you release.

I love your depth but fear your vengeance.

For once day you might find.

I am too beaten and shallow

For your tastes.

Butterflies arise 

as you touch my thighs 

You've touched my eyes 

And I see you anew 

I've longed for that spring of hope 

That you'd be there 

But I wasn't aware 

Of how close you truly were 

Oh agony 

It puts me through 

To see you two 

Go at it 

Boys, quit your childish nature 

You are men 

Though you may be fighting over the hen

In the nest I lay 

With my daughter without a name 

But is as beautiful as the dimly lit sky 

Pondering life's choices

I open my eyes 

To see the sun arise

And though I may be weak 

Through your love and his kindness 

She keeps me strong

I lie fast asleep on the bed in my black nightgown, wrapped in blankets.

The door creaks open.

You walk in.

You climb in bed beside me and slowly kiss my body from my cheeks

All the way down to my thighs.

You slide yourself between my thighs and nibble on the sides near my petals.

I jolt awake.

You ignore me and spread my legs, getting a better look

At my soft, pink lips.

You place your hand on my waist and begin to slowly eat me.

Your tounge lies first on my lips, then my clit.

Flicking your tounge back and forth, around, and in.

You look up at me and smirk

as you see me with my head held back, biting my lip.

"Babygirl." You whisper.

You make your way back up but not before teasing me by biting my hips

And taking my dress off to observe my lingerie.

You come up to my big, full breasts and play with my nipples

By nibbling on them and flicking your tounge against them.

You chuckle in watching me squirm.

You put your mouth around my areola and begin to suck.

I moan, my breasts swelling and filling up.

I squirm as you pop my other boob in your mouth just before my

Milk leaks out and in your mouth.

You moan and pull back, squeezing my breasts.

Milk flows out and you lick it up.

You get up and flip me over.

I bend down and you reach for my pussy.

You feel my fluids leaking out.

"Aw, is princess wet? We'll have to fix that."

You say slyly, pulling off your belt.

You reach for the flogger, whipping my bottom.

I jerk away, but you grip my throat.

"Stay. Do you understand?"

You growl.

I nod and you let go before I pass out.

You whip me until my little ass turns red.

You wrap the belt around my throat and unzip your pants and pull them off.

"Don't.." I whimper.

"I'll fuck my little doll whenever I please." You laugh.

You place your big, throbbing cock in your hand and push it inside of me slowly.

You grip the belt and go slowly.

You pump in and out of me, pulling the belt tighter and going faster.

You remove the belt and flip me around again.

"I'm going to fuck you until I fill you up." You say.

You pull my legs over your shoulders and immediately pound your cock in me as far as you can go.

I whimper and moan and you pull my hair and grip my leg tightly.

You rub my clit and fuck me harder, then slower.

I moan and grip the sheets, knowing im about to cum,

Then you thurst deeply inside and your thick, white cum oozes in my tight pussy

And begins to drip out.

You pull out and rub the head of your cock against my clit.

I moan and squirt everywhere.

Then I hear you say,

"Oh I'm not done with you yet."

I wake up in the morning

You are still asleep.

Sigh

So much for being horny.

I giggle to myself as my hand reaches over to your chest

And my fingers trail down your body.

This'll wake you up.

My fingers make to the inside of your boxers, searching for your toy.

My hand runs over it, feeling how hard it is.

I grip my hand around it, stroking you gently.

Pulling your foreskin back, I flick my finger against the tip.

You wake up, sucking in your breath.

"Good morning, Master." I giggle.

My slow strokes become faster and harder,

Feeling you grow and throb in my hand makes me want you even more.

I look up at you softly, biting my lip.

You nod and place your hand inside my pants, your fingers rubbing

My soft, pink lips.

I let out a soft moan and you immediately

Stop touching me, wrapping your fingers around my neck instead.

"Be quiet, young lady."

You say, squeezing tighter.

You continue to touch me and I stroke your big, thick cock.

As I repetitively pull your foreskin back, I see the vains

In your skin becoming more prominent.

You moan and take over, watching me play with my breasts.

Your breathing gets heavier and I know you're about to climax.

Your thick cum spills out, flowing all around your penis

And on yourself.

I hold my breath as my legs shake.

"Master..I.."

I manage to say before I squirt everywhere, all over you.

A tear rolls down my cheek as I shakingly hold the last letter he wrote me.

Carefully skimming each word, remembering how it felt when he meant

those words to me.

Fuck. 

I sigh, throwing the paper down, laughing to myself.

Tears stream down my face as I chuckle.

Then I realise my significant other is right behind me.

I quickly snap my head around to make sure you're still asleep.

There you lie, soft and sound, wrapped in the quilt that is big enough

for both of us, yet you manage to take all of it.

That's fine.

I won't sleep much tonight anyways.

I don't want to dream of him tonight.

But I always do.

I always will.

You see, 

there are demons that enter my mind

They fill me with dreaded thought 

All the time

They light my dreams on fire

And drown me with false hope and desire

They sneak silently through their world and ours

To torment us for the hours

The ghastly things drip with dread 

That they pour into our head

They stench with hatred and sorrow

Trust me darling it won't get better tomorrow

Horrifying creatures with mouths that bleed

Inside your darkest nightmares they'll plant their seed

And it will grow

inside your gastric pits it will blow

and sink into the depths of your system

and then you shall become their victim

falling prey to the virus that stretches out your mouth

slowly sinking its teeth in your chest; headed south

straight to your heart 

this devil will start

bleeding inside and out

til it kills this drought

The wind growls at your soul

begging you to come home and toll

til the night is upon your head

twisting through your spine the dread

you thought you left long ago

you're begging it just to go

Now these ghastly ghouls 

slither with slime

and maybe that is a sign

that this is the last time

so take a breath and 

line

up these monsters will

steal your soul on sight

hush now be quiet hush now be still

no longer will your light be bright

This is the end 

I am your only friend

whispers the one with the devilish grin

begging you to let him sin

grabbing the blade he controls your mind

and he controls the time

the closer he comes

the more you go numb

your essence draining out

you have time left but you feel this is your only route

before you disappear 

begging you hear 

but late it is

too late it is 

for you to go back

their empathy they had to lack

but you're never coming back

These crazy thoughts

Keep filling my head

They lift me up

Then push in dread

These dreams aren't dreams

They're nightmares, it seems

Its agonizing seeing you every night

Though I ignore these visions with all my might

Go away

Its not like I'll have you again anyway

The screams of my dreams are silent

Because the man in the corner is violent