Stupendous. I can’t help wondering who damaged her. Thanks so much for sharing light on this little acknowledged area of child sexual abuse. I’m re-blogging.
In silence she moves
the air itself doesn’t betray her presence
there is nothing to announce her arrival
She walks slowly
bulbous eyes locked on the floor
where, in the center
her prize awaits
She approaches the ball slowly
like a cat stalking it’s lunch
so does she move
Her eyes burning with the hunger
of her crazed desires
She reaches the boy
strokes his hair
her defensive hard shell strangely soft
her touch deceitfully gentle
He tightens against her presence
but she murmurs
almost purrs
as her eight legs begin to pry at him
unfolding his frame
until he lies before her, unable to move
held fast to the floor
Her fangs drip with the venom of her lust
and he closes his eyes,
wishing himself gone
as she bends down and begins her feast
taking what she wishes
leaving him filled with shame
humiliation
fear
For a…
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