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Scream

I open my eyes but there's only darkness, a soft feeling over my eyes
Coarse material biting into my wrists and ankles, rubbing skin raw and...it hurts
I hear a door open and close, and the feeling of skin on skin
I shudder as I hear your voice, so close to my ear

"Hello my little one" he whispers and kisses my cheek
I thrash against the bonds but they hold
I hear him walking away, and then a cool breeze over my bare stomach
"W-where are we?" I ask, afraid to know the answer

"Far from home, to put it simply" he says and I can't hold back a sob
I feel him sit next to me and run a hand over my breast, tenderly pinching the nipple to make it peak
"You'll be a fine girl for me" he speaks before sealing my mouth with his

I try to scream but nothing comes out
I feel him hard and ready, pressing against the apex of my thighs, the denim doing delicious things there...
But no! He cannot do this to me...but it feels so good...
He moves his hips and I cry out as the denim digs into me, eliciting a moan from my lips

Too soon his clothes are gone, and the hotness of his skin melds with my own
His kisses and touch are everywhere, and I cannot escape him
But these feelings...they are so new...I'm so wanton
Maybe I do not want to escape...

But he took me from my home!!...
Those thoughts are blasted apart as he thrusts inside me
I scream but the sound does not seem to travel far
As he whispers dirty things in my ear
"Scream all you wish" he says "It makes this all the better"

"Please!" I beg, "Let me go!"
"Go?" He asks, "It has only just begun."
I feel him move faster and harder and I scream as he massages me and suckles on my nipples
I beg but his refusal is all I get

We do this for seconds, minutes, hours
The time holds no end to his assault on my innocence
But even these feelings I cannot ignore
As he pounds, zaps of electricity fill me

Until I can hold it in no longer;
we scream together and I feel his hot liquid fill me to the brim
My mind and body shatters to pieces beneath him; too exhausted to move
He slips away and leaves me cold, I beg for him to come back

A kiss on the cheek is all I get
"This is not over, my love" he says softly, "not by a long shot"
I wish to escape but I wish for more of the numbing drug of sex
He promises to me that I will get what I wish...for a long time to come
Written by LustoftheLost (Searching Stars)
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