Nob Gobblyn
Virgin
- Joined
- Feb 13, 2002
- Posts
- 8
The Pike
He was clawing at her, thrusting himself upon her.
He grabbed at her skin as if he wanted to rip her to the bone.
She was reeling inside, the pleasure, the weight
on her waist and the smooth thrusting that made her quiver inside.
She felt the tension in her thighs, the tingling deep inside
telling her that she would soon ride that amythest plane to extasy.
Suddenly, it wasnt pleasure, she felt almost numb~
Who was screaming?
It was her!
The more she listened to the screams
the closer she came to the excrutiation of it.
She bucked her body under his brutal thrusts,
slapping wildly behind her.
She made contact and with all her might
she dug her nails into the fleshy arm.
The disgusting intimate intrusion into her body
was as if she were being speared by a pike ..
to her shoulders....through her neck...
.into her head, scrambling her brains.
Twisting her arm behind her then
shoving her shoulders into the tears
and spittle she had already screamed out.
He grabs her hair and presses her face
into the mattress with such force,
she feels the cartiledge in her nose dislodge.
No one can hear you she screams into her mind.
Submit. Submit and perhaps live.
She becomes limp and she can feel the heat
of his breath on her as he hisses
...thats right baby...ooooh you just love it dont you?
She can feel herself being ripped inside and out.
The small familiar child comes to her surface
and curls into a ball.
Submitting to the abuse like a good girl should,
waiting, waiting for a private moment
to uncurl, wash, pray
and maybe if she's lucky
this time, cry.
What do ya think? ...Nobbie...
He was clawing at her, thrusting himself upon her.
He grabbed at her skin as if he wanted to rip her to the bone.
She was reeling inside, the pleasure, the weight
on her waist and the smooth thrusting that made her quiver inside.
She felt the tension in her thighs, the tingling deep inside
telling her that she would soon ride that amythest plane to extasy.
Suddenly, it wasnt pleasure, she felt almost numb~
Who was screaming?
It was her!
The more she listened to the screams
the closer she came to the excrutiation of it.
She bucked her body under his brutal thrusts,
slapping wildly behind her.
She made contact and with all her might
she dug her nails into the fleshy arm.
The disgusting intimate intrusion into her body
was as if she were being speared by a pike ..
to her shoulders....through her neck...
.into her head, scrambling her brains.
Twisting her arm behind her then
shoving her shoulders into the tears
and spittle she had already screamed out.
He grabs her hair and presses her face
into the mattress with such force,
she feels the cartiledge in her nose dislodge.
No one can hear you she screams into her mind.
Submit. Submit and perhaps live.
She becomes limp and she can feel the heat
of his breath on her as he hisses
...thats right baby...ooooh you just love it dont you?
She can feel herself being ripped inside and out.
The small familiar child comes to her surface
and curls into a ball.
Submitting to the abuse like a good girl should,
waiting, waiting for a private moment
to uncurl, wash, pray
and maybe if she's lucky
this time, cry.
