'Jack'

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'Jack'

 

Beware, scandalous maiden 

For what stalks the midnight 

Your porcelain neck is his covet 

Death, his sexual delight

 

Smothered breath, My Dear 

Will be your conclusion 

In his grip, you'll gasp 

As you satisfy his delusions 

 

Your chapter will begin 

On a fog laden path 

Cobblestone steps echo 

You fear you'll meet his wrath 

 

Hurried, your pace quickens 

As you peer behind you 

In a black carriage he rides 

Sinful deeds, your damned due 

 

The cursed horse approaches 

A prominent man's ride 

Coach lantern swings to and fro' 

The stage halts by your side 

 

The door opens slow 

Gloved hand, now appears 

Two shillings, the price 

To drowned out your fears 

 

Unsure, you step closer 

As sin's greed calls you in 

"What's your desire, Sir?" 

You chime, curtsy, and grin. 

 

The driver steps down 

Opening the door 

Of course, you step in 

That's the law of a w***e 

 

Inside you can't see him 

His hooded cape, drawn low 

Unfastening your dress 

To entice him to sow 

 

His eyes slowly take note 

You lean back on the seat 

Kicking off your heeled boots 

;and offer him your feet 

 

"Play with me ankles, fine Sir." 

You tease with a pointed toe 

Yet still, he holds silent 

Then you untie your cloak bow 

 

His arousal now climbs 

When you hike up your skirt 

His hand moves up your thigh 

As he feels to insert 

 

"Now that's a good, shy, boy." 

You whisper, as he plays 

Feeling his gloved hand 

You shift down a ways 

 

Deeper he now drives 

You move, and you thrust 

His sight, on your exposed breast 

Taking your heaved breath, now a must 

 

Your eyes close tight with passion 

Yes, this gentleman pleases well 

Then, his cloak rains around you 

He will now bid you to hell 

 

Offering yourself to him 

You brace your legs around tight 

Pulling him to you closer 

He plunges forth with full might 

 

Diligent, he works 

He fills you now whole 

Intense, his seduction 

That you, should pay the toll 

 

He grips your breast hard 

While he licks your face 

Soon he'll leave you scarred 

His pulse starts to race 

 

As you both begin rapture 

Six words, his voice will cry 

First, he'll say, "I love you." 

Before he whispers, "You must die." 

 

That moment your eyes meet 

His glove covers your throat 

You gasp, and try to breathe 

While you rip at his coat 

 

Faster, becomes his stride 

Pressing harder as you cough 

Prostitution suicide 

On your last breath, he'll get off 

 

So, Dearest Maiden think twice 

Before two shillings, you're bought 

Beware, the dark streets of London 

You see...'Jack the Ripper', was never caught!

Reviews

[Sam]

Very dark, made me read it twice. I love it.

[Sammi]

Dark, yet engaging

[Mahigan]

Very dark and wonderful. Myself I'm a fa of the dark side of writing, so this fits well with my tastes. Yet ant the same time your words and language aren't heavy, making this something everyone can read.