Reaper's Child
She awakes, terrified and unable to scream
above her, the ugliest creature she'd ever seen
Dirty hand over her mouth, gasping for breath
poor girl so frightened, nearly scared to death
Whispered in her ear, "tonight you'll be my wench"
her, so close to puking, from the dreadful stench
Was she dreaming, was this thing actually alive?
in his other hand he was holding a rusty scythe
She shudders as his parched lips meet hers
under his filthy gown something slowly stirs
He said " you can give, or I'll gladly make you
whatever it is, tonight I'm going to take you"
Next, he ripped off his gown, a sight so gory
like a serpents tail, it stood in all it's glory
Penetration rough, and he quickly started
soon as he had her legs so widely parted
His claw like fingers were long and thin
as he fondled her he ripped open her skin
Tried to get away, yes she tried her best
he was too strong, ripped open a breast
Not missing a beat he tore her chest apart
and whilst thrusting he pulled out her heart
Couldn't believe what she was actually seeing
heart in his hand still attached and beating
Suddenly as he was taking her at his leisure
feeling came over her, was immense pleasure
As his hot juices shot inside, she openly smiled
knowing soon she'd give birth to Devil's child
All over now, never thought she'd been wronged
Reaper put her heart back where it belonged
Was just like having sex with a raging bull
and when he left, he left her with a belly full
Lost all her friends, they have noticed a change
weird look in her eyes and she's very strange
Scars all over her, to them it seems a bit funny
always smiling too as she's rubbing her tummy
Copyright © Stanley Billing | Year Posted 2018
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