torcher

come up for air
breathe through pain
as the blood drips off my face
all i have to do is give in
maybe i wont die
by this b******s hand.
broken and bruised
bloodied up and crying
i take myself into a balls
but he wasnt done.
taking a handful of my hair
and dragging me back under him
a knife placed at my throat
as he kisses my breasts
sucking on them til hickies raise
his hand sliding down
groping my insides with his fingers
laying there helplessly
as the feel of the cold knife brushes my breast
hand cuffs claps around my wrists
and my ankles
my legs spread apart
dragging the sharp knife down my naked body
spots of blood form at my skin
a sadistic smile is plastered on his face
as he points the tip on my p***y
making a small cut he throws the knife down
and placing his mouth where the blood rose
lapping his tongue around
making the pleasure sense
stir in my c**t...
no this cant happen again
he slides his fingers into my hole
feeling my wetness i despise
he looks up and smiles.
quickly gathering me
he wraps my legs around his waist
slamming his c**k into me
i scream from the pain
as he goes faster
my scream of terror and pure pain
makes him smile
as he finishes inside me with a grunt
lay there crying
wishing hed leave me alone
he crawls up close to me and holds me
saying how sorry he is
he didnt mean to hurt me
staring at me he asks for my forgiveness
learning from experience
says yes i forgive u.
holding me for the rest of the time
all you can think is death
doesnt come fast enough.

Reviews

[Philip Smith]

I like the short to the point lines, they mean more then long drawn out ones. You did a fine job again.