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The Trials of Meretrix Canto Iii
Diminishing virtues stripped away From the flesh By the fierce brined rods that freely Course thy hot crimson blood; Dry cracked lips attempting to Fashion broken words of compliance That so must needs to be spoken... But...Ohhh, Meretrix... My foolish and innocent child - If you but only could! Consider, Meretrix,..humility! To which pleasure one thus Submitted Guiltily discovers:- The joy in the act or posture of Lowering oneself in relation to Others. For in your anguished dis-repair You will find strength to endure and Embrace:- The acceptance of all your defects And ultimate seduction In the power of your:- "Submission to Divine Grace"! I will adorn you in the yellow Toga Of the Vestal virgins, They whom wise Augusta did abhor; Burden upon you with an Imperial Tax Imposed by perverted Caligula: Whither all Matronly protestations he Didst dismissively ignore; My Tribune forcefully exact - When employing you in the Degenerated role Of my most reluctant Whore! Clasp jeweled anklets abouts your Shapely bones, Decorate upon you like fired and Painted porcelain figurines; Whilst all the while, as your lost mind Bemoans, Choking between involuntary gurgles And low-pained, stifled screams, The gagged mouth bites down Amidst salivating sounds Borrowed from the hurtling Nightmares Of your darkest dreams! For I will lift you higher than the Tallest mountain peak... So you may gaze with awe over all The innumerable Kingdoms and their Proud tyrant Kings; Of the many differing species of all Mankind type things... And of the immeasurable riches They so endlessly seek. Lower you to the solitudes of the Grassed floors That sweep across the sunken Valleys deep; Where, besides enchanted streams, Violated Nymphs quietly weep For Abels broken schemes; Now, tragically, all taken apart; And for the wicked callousness Of fallen man... Whose desperate greeds ripped out His live brothers still beating heart - Then tore at the living throat of The one true Gods Holy Lamb! TO BE CONTINUED...
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