Sweetheart Whore
By Ami E. Bowen
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Shadows fall apart and there you are
Standing
Naked
Trembling with fear
A beautiful flower
Pretty
Blonde hair falling in cascading waves
Down your slender back
Soft and smelling so sweet
Caught you just out of the shower, have I?
Have you always been this trusting?
This vulnerable
Leaving the front door unlocked
You know nothing about the world, do you, Sweet?
Oh, You don't know how long I've watched you
Consider me your first lesson
Wanted you
Followed you down many unlit streets
Waiting for the time
For my chance
To strike
My innocent little bud of desire
You are my passion
My wildest fantasies come true
Your eyes are wide with the realization
The terror is so nice
So clean
So real
Fear I can feel as clearly as if it were my own
Though you cannot see my face through my hood
I am smiling
I've not felt this much happiness in a long while
Not since I killed my girlfriend one afternoon
How I enjoyed watching her crumble at my feet
As much as I am enjoying your trepidation, my Dear
My sweetheart whore, you give me reason to rejoice
As my black-gloved hands reach out
I pull your shower-wet body towards me
I am harder than I've ever been before
Waiting is torture
I cannot wait much longer
I crush you to me
Now I am the one to tremble
As I feel your heat
Burning damp down below
In betrayal of your denial
Through the opening near the bottom of the hood
I can smell you
I long to taste you
I feel your hot breath as you gasp sharply
The wonderful firm roundness of your breasts
Against my pounding heart
Your perfect tiny mouth grows wider
A sharp scream pierces the air
Slap
Slap
You fall silent, just whimpering softly
Pleading
I nearly giggle with the excitement
All I'm about to do
I've longed to hold you in my arms, my love
I'll be ever so gentle
You'll see
I'll show you the pleasure in the pain
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