"Knees boy - don't you dare eyeball Me."
he lowers his eyes and drops to his knees.
"yes Mistress".
he whispers, desperate to please.
feeling Her hungry gaze - he parts trembling thighs more
he sucks in a quick breath as his balls touch the cold floor.
"Now play for Me". She commands.
he jerks on his cock until its red and sore.
"please Mistress" he begs panting, hard,and so ready to spew.
"Not just yet," She answers . . . "not till I tell you to."
after a moment he glances up,to plead with his eyes.
"Now." Her fingers dancing over Her clit - She'd been playing too.
A contest entry
- Your Vice, Personified... by cheaphotelsign.
750 points, ended May 29, 2007, 6 entries
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Wow, I sure would call this one personified vice for sure. You caught the ball and ran full tilt with it.
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thanks so much for entering! this is great. good luck!!
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Am I allowed to enter more than one?
"Wrath"
"A delusion". . . ."Cool beans" . . . . "How nice"
"I love it when these happen." . . .chimed the voices in my head.
"Shall we watch this one?" . . . "Why not?" . . . "Okie-dokie"
"Yeah lets" . . . "I dunno" . . . "Lets just kill her instead"
I threw back my head and raised powerful arms with a roar.
Horns sprang from my forehead and long razor claws sprang from my hands.
"Rip her heart out" . . . "Choke her till her eyes buldge and spladder - the whore".
"Whatta rush" . . . "Mame, mutilate" . . . I leap in front of her and land.
My blood feels like lava now searing through my veins, "I am wrath!"
I snarl with satisfaction as she pleads and the red curtain falls down.
I slash, rip, and tear, until only her still beating heart remains.
"Good job" another voice offers praise, "a delightful bloodbath."
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WOW!!! This imagery was really great! I could visualize what was going on. It was a little funny though at the end
. I hope you do well in the contest!
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