December 21, 2007. “PAIN”

Rip me open and let the blood pour out.
Soak it up with your hate and take it all in.
I know you want to.
You want to come to me,
With all your anger and anguish bottled up
And just let loose upon me.
I know you want to grab me by the arm with your hands of steel.
Hold me close to you as you caress my face
With your hands of hate that instill fright upon me.
I know you want to see the look of horror on my face,
And the fear hiding beneath.
I know you want to grab my face with your hand and hold it two inches from

your own
As you tell me of what a little Whorish Bitch I am.
I know you want to slap me across the face as I say
“I know nothing about what your saying.”
I know you’re getting angry at me now,
Because I know that you’re right, and that I am a Whorish Bitch after all.
I know you want to slap me again as I ask you
“What was that for,”
As you get angrier for my stupidity and ignorance.
I know you want to toss me to the floor in disgust as you tell me that
“I know damn well what you’re talking about.”
I know you want to pursue me slowly as I try to crawl away from your

cruelty,
You and your look of devilish happiness and content,
You and the look of craze in your eyes and the smile of craze on your

lips.
I know that you want to kick me in the side a few times to drive your

point home.
Fierce and hard, putting all of your leg into it.
And you want to tell me about how
“Horrible and disgusting I am to you.”
But I know that isn’t all you have in store for me.
I know you want to pick me up,
Probably by my hair,
And then toss me onto the bed,
Where you pounce upon me
With a speed and agility that you hid before
And hold me down with your strength.
You slowly tell me what a little Bitch I am
And how much I deserve what’s coming.
With that voice that’s normally left for the bedroom.
I know you want to rip my clothes off and hold me there,
Under your body,
Me naked and you in control,
And watch me attempt to squirm away
But not being able to as you overpower me.
I know you want to slap me as I ask you
“To stop hurting me.”
I know you want to slap me again for my cries,
Which slowly increase as the tears start to roll down my face.
It hurts already and you’re only going to do worse,
So I cry more.
And I know you want to slap me harder for this,
As I start to scream at your punishment,
As you keep slapping me.
The punishment that I know you want to just keep giving me.
I scream and I cry and I plead and I beg.
But you just won’t let up, I know you won’t.
Because I deserve it, after all.
I know you want to hurt me as much as you possibly can,
And you won’t stop until you have.
Then after all of this work and effort of keeping me under control,
You will put yourself into me and rip me open.
As ungracefully and as hatefully as you want to.
With as much force and as much energy as you can muster.
Because you want to rape me.
As I lay there, trying to get away from you,
Asking you, pleading with you to
“Stop,”
You just keep prying me open farther and farther.
Stretching my tightness into a size big enough to hold you in.
And I just keep asking you to
“Stop.”
But you won’t stop, I know, because you don’t want to.
You keep going, thrusting your hard cock into me
Farther and farther,
Faster and faster
Pushing it as far and as hard as you can,
Making it hurt as much as you possibly can.
You tell me, in that hushed, loving and hating voice
That fills my head with mixed thoughts,
“This is what Whorish Bitches deserve.”
I know you want to do it.
Then slap me around as hard as you can
With all that hate and anger built up inside of you,
As I scream as loud as I can
As I continue to attempt to get away from you as much as I can
As you push the limits as far as you can push them,
As you attempt to fuck my brain out of my skull.
And murder every sense of humanity and hope left in me.
I know you want to hurt me and pry me open.
I know you want to rape me and make it hurt.
I know you want to ruin my sense of self,
Ruin what’s left of me and make me feel lower than shit.
I know you want to take my body and use it to your own will
Which includes punishment and deadly deeds for being the Whorish Bitch

that I am.
And you’ll do your damnedest to do it well.
I know, that after you are finished with my no-longer virgin pussy,
That you’ll want me to suck you,
That you’ll want to put it in my mouth and make me take all of it.
I will try to stop you, try to get away,
So you’ll just slap me some more.
Hard slaps, on the cheek,
In that tender spot right on the cheek bone where you know it hurts
As I whimper and plead with you.
I know that you’ll hold me still,
How you do it I will not know,
But then you’ll pop yourself into my mouth and thrust it
Deep into the back of my throat,
As you rape that too.
Taking whatever is left of me and throwing it to the dogs.
You pump yourself in and out,
Making sure I don’t move away to get it out of my mouth,
Making sure I don’t bite you as you move in and out,
Makind sure I don’t gag as your cock touches the back of my throat.
And then, you slap me some more,
As I try to free myself from your grasp and free my mouth from your cock.
But, you cum in my mouth, as I know you want to.
You make me swallow all of your fluids,
As I choke on them and on the obstructive object in the back of my throat.
The tears now staining my cheeks as I swallow as best I can
Trying to not choke to death,
Yet wanting to die from your hatred.
You finally finish your punishment and release me,
Tossing me to the corner.
You come back over to me as I cry for you to
“Stop,”
Asking you to
“Stop,
With tears still running down my face,
And that crying cough that I know you like to hear.
You tell me that
“You’ll never stop, as long as I am a little Whorish Bitch that will

always get what she deserves.”
So I continue to cry and plead with you.
And you slap me again and again.
You continue to kick me in the stomach, in the side, in the back.
Not withholding whatever energy you have left within you.
And then you walk away slowly,
Tired from what you’ve just done,
Leaving me in the room alone.
To be haunted by your footstep and be followed by the thought of your
Everlasting punishment and my everlasting hell.