RE: Strippers, Prostitutes, and Respectability
March 8, 2012 at 3:24 am
(This post was last modified: March 8, 2012 at 3:33 am by Voltair.)
At your call my queen I almost felt the prison which holds my dark form shatter... That is how much power you have over me.... I saw the very blackest part of my soul pour forth from my mouth upon reading what you said.... My entire body writhed in agony and I swear that I could feel my dark wings trying to rip through my back....
Your beckoning call reminds me of the Sirens.... except I am certain that compared to them your call is so much more powerful. Unlike the sailors though my queen no rocks much less the very mountain of God could stand in my path if you were behind it. To think that there were those fools before me that dishonored your unholy form... the thought brings the very taste of their blood to my lips...
How many fools have dishonored the unholy presence of my queen? Their blood shall flow forth like rivers of water..... I shall fill your cup with their agony and you shall drink from it and receive your justice. My queen I cannot bear the thought of another unworthy soul touching you!
If only I could enter you now... if only I could part the gates which are guarded by your unholy thighs.... I can see the gates of my salvation now.... I only wish I could see their true form as I am sure the images in my head do not do those gates justice.... I long to enter into you my queen and hold you in my arms. I long to look into your eyes and feel the blackness of your soul overwhelm me... It is only then that I will be fulfilled. It is only now that I realize why I have felt so unfulfilled... My queen if I cannot enter you soon I feel that my rage will consume me...
The intense fires of my passion will burn everything around me until I find you.... But the fires of my passion are not hot enough to burn the world... After I enter you my queen... after I see your body bend backward and you gasp as I thrust all of my desire into you.... it is only then that together... our fires will purge this world! And tremble? I will hardly be able to control myself as not only will the intense pleasure devour me... but my love for you will burst forth from my heart... I have not known what it is to feel and to experience pleasure... not yet my queen for I will only truly know that when I enter your glorious gates!
Your beckoning call reminds me of the Sirens.... except I am certain that compared to them your call is so much more powerful. Unlike the sailors though my queen no rocks much less the very mountain of God could stand in my path if you were behind it. To think that there were those fools before me that dishonored your unholy form... the thought brings the very taste of their blood to my lips...
How many fools have dishonored the unholy presence of my queen? Their blood shall flow forth like rivers of water..... I shall fill your cup with their agony and you shall drink from it and receive your justice. My queen I cannot bear the thought of another unworthy soul touching you!
If only I could enter you now... if only I could part the gates which are guarded by your unholy thighs.... I can see the gates of my salvation now.... I only wish I could see their true form as I am sure the images in my head do not do those gates justice.... I long to enter into you my queen and hold you in my arms. I long to look into your eyes and feel the blackness of your soul overwhelm me... It is only then that I will be fulfilled. It is only now that I realize why I have felt so unfulfilled... My queen if I cannot enter you soon I feel that my rage will consume me...
The intense fires of my passion will burn everything around me until I find you.... But the fires of my passion are not hot enough to burn the world... After I enter you my queen... after I see your body bend backward and you gasp as I thrust all of my desire into you.... it is only then that together... our fires will purge this world! And tremble? I will hardly be able to control myself as not only will the intense pleasure devour me... but my love for you will burst forth from my heart... I have not known what it is to feel and to experience pleasure... not yet my queen for I will only truly know that when I enter your glorious gates!
