Sweat dripping down my naked, depleting body,
no nutrition allowed to touch the shallowness of my lips.
You created my dungeon long before I knew who you were.
The mildew smells so potent it feels like
my insides are going to burn me alive.
You view me, touch me, taste me, at your pleasure,
torture me with the pain I have caused you.
Why can't I move, I can't move....
you fucken chained me, my arms are limp,
the clamps are sculpting my skin to your liking.
Blood is the only taste of life I am allowed
as it trickles down my flesh.
Why are you laughing.....
because this dungeon is your heaven....
my hell has become your heaven....
feed me can't you see I need to live....
you eat as though you are in a feast....
feasting upon my frail body....
my legs wrapped around your devouring head....
licking, tasting, as I am an addiction,
my pussy is your addiction.....
you want to kill me don't you.....
I asked you "how would you want to kill me"
you stated with chemicals.....
CHEMICALS...."fuck you" do you hate me so much....
and love me so much that you want to hold me as I die....
slowly...
each chemical eating away at the pathway my blood once took....
owning my body with the posion of death....
as you own my pussy with the pleasure of your mouth......
Hanging here in this dark room,
these ropes don't bother me as much
as the penetration you are inducing on me,
continuesly, each thrust your getting closer,
closer to my lungs, to my heart,
I feel you so deep to my throat....
your desires are dark...
tearing me in half....
then storing both pieces to create more of me....
you are dangerous, dangerously crazy,
dangerously deranged, dangerously delicious....
delicious as I, and again you begin to feast.....
