She is a real *beautiful* {fuck up}
She would love to s/m/a/s/h the mirror that holds her slutty image
She would be more than h^a^p^p^y to b/r/e/a/k his hands
Make up smudged all over h^ig^h maintenance face
Two black eyes
Hard to see with tears welling and in the way
She strides out onto the stage
Swings around the (p_o_l_e) in-front of him
So he can get his s*a*t**isfa*ction
But his hardening cock wants more
In the dim light she strips
Leans over him
She feels {sick} as he touches her
Finger fucks her
He pays good money every night
For three hours
He has the power
Two black eyes
He gave her last time
She would like to KiLL him
But its good money he gives her
His sick hands all over her
She can feel herself coming
She knows she will have to do BetTER next time
Think up NEw WAYS of Entertaining him
So he can get his s*a*ti*s*fa*ction
{ejaculation} {orgasm}
He has his fingers up her wet clit
And then he sucks it
All the while she p*retends to e*n^j^o^y
His touch
But deep inside she's crying
Soon it will be his f#uck
And the more his dick throbs
The more money he will throw at her
The more hard work and pain she will have to produce
Please tell me what you think
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This is terrible. Not the write, just what people like her have to do. I loved each word. I know how it feels to just feel you have to pleasure men and that its your place. Men seem to only want me for sex, even my ex who I love with the greatest passion ever seems to have done that. Very emotive and if I was her, I'd kill him by cutting off circulation to his penis, that'd do the trick. Great write.


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Oh so painful and deep, the death here growing, pain and pleasure, these things, inside of it, the dark hell of it...




