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The ongoing shame of masturbation leads a man to sacrifice his new wife. This he hopes will mean the Gods will ease his constant feelings of lust.

Submitted:Dec 18, 2007    Reads: 374    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

I wrap my naked virgin bride

in heavy iron chains

She will be my sacrifice

to stem my flowing lust

Ten strong groping fingers,

disguised as a cold breeze

Explore her temptation,

enter her modest grave

A rusty padlock

with an ill fitting key

Falls open to the moist floor

as the sky snaps lightening

From a safe distance

I watch, stroking my arousal

My dirtied white robes

conceal my shameful stimulation

Her smile surrenders a moan,

she embraces the unknown pleasure

Delayed thunder now applauses

the ten ghostly hands that explore her

I watch my wife climax

her red hair, bleeds ecstasy

Hungry and invisible

the unholy shades devour her shyness

Bruised and wounded,

she seeks support from links of heated steel

Her torture now ends

with my tight hands choking her exhausted neck

I look to the heavens

prey they accept my generous gift

Finally lift the erotic spell

which binds these murderous hands


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