Becoming Hers

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She stole into my bed,

Gone midnight. 

She arrived, as an Angel of 

the darkness,

Debauchery on her mind!

Her senses were sharpened, 

Her body rippled like water, 

As she surrounded me.

She came to overwhelm.

She came to claim my body. 

She came to take my soul. 

 

She snapped her fingers,

And others descended.

Stroking, Clawing,

Rivulets of blood followed the

Talons… and biting. 

 

In the darkness, 

My body was marked,

Prepared, for the High Priestess 

My arms and legs, 

Pinioned by her acolytes.

 

She used me, 

My mouth… My cock… and 

My ass.

And I screamed her name,

From deep within, 

As my seed erupted,

Like magma spitting from a volcano.

 

She drained me- 

Sexually,

Physically,

Emotionally.

 

And her presence grew, 

as she consumed me.

And I became…

Hers.

 

Published 5 years ago

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