Prey
He had her just where he wanted her
Naked and helpless
Her lips were quivering
He could smell her fear
It smelled like “prey”
He could smell himself
He smelled like “lust”
Stunk like sin!
But he didn’t care
He saw her lying on the floor
She was begging
Begging for freedom
Her words were quiet and weak
His punches and blows had weakened her
His kicks had paralyzed her
Her full lips were now bruised
Well, he didn’t need them!
He looked at her swollen eyes
She was crying but he felt no mercy
He had one mission
He had one goal
To devour and be satisfied
He was the predator
And she was the perfect prey
As he unbuckled his pants to fulfill his lust
He felt a blow from behind…HIS HEAD!!!
He froze!
He felt the heat spread from his head
Right down to his toes
Something warm trickled down his back
And, just before the pain enveloped his entire being
He blacked out!
By Sylvia Chika
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