The words my soul speaks run fast across my mind as i whisper them to myself for i know how the lyrics go. The music of the top of my head stops the words in their tracks and they try to break free through the new rhymes my bleeding ears pick up. But the screaming of pain is so tasteful i have to listen! I want to scream with them, I am one of the pained,the feared,the angered and tortured! My bretheren speak to me in crying poems of hate.I stop motion, the begging stanza begins,i listen to their statements and i whine out with them in scilence so it sounds like a sigh. The misery was like a quick slice of the razor and its over,thankfully the anger rises in their voice in one LOUD scream of ending victory, they have made their point. My thoughts stop along with the song,as in a trance i dream a terrifying dream in the recent past and don't even relize my physical reaction. Korn,their angery song triggers this memory.I want to stop it...but the guilty,sinful pleasure stops me,i want,NEED to listen...like an addiction...i need to taste this drug again.
(he sighs on her neck)
"Jeremy..."she's manages to push out of her nervous breath. Sex and Candy,the song flows around her on the bed like smoke of a cigar and sways her ever so sensually. He looks down to her,gives her a cherry sour to suck on. She reaches to his lap to retrieve the candy,he grabs her wrist tight and swift and holds it there a while,almost teasing her with the sour ball of cherries. She finally receives the gift and pops it into her mouth and looks around okwardly."Look" his voice was stern and calm at the same time and a little agressive "Now, I know we've had our...times." (her heart skips a frightful beat) "But i'd like to make it up." he smiles smugly and winks.He kneels in front of her and lingers his fingers up her thighs to her hips. "No" she gulps in a hard sigh of pleasure. His lips travel higher and higher to the trim of her mistakenly worn skirt.(she'll lean foward to stop this caos)Even on knees he could reach her lips and steal a dirty peck. She looks down and sits up strait. The kiss was almost a threat to her...as if he were saying,"If you resist,if you don't let me,I'll tell ur preshus lover,and break your heart!" She keeps quiet as he spreads her legs and rubs between them. Her eyes are tight closed and mouth pinned with imaginary needles as the gasp tries to excape to signal for him to go further. Unfortuntely, without the signal he does so.The nagging of moans stop and she is free from unfaithful noises. He gets up and leans toward her as if he were to fall on her.(she lays back in this fear of being crushed) He does fall on her but his hands are pinned on the sides of her,his arms holding his body over her.(he's tall,strong,and his male scent makes her drousy,the man is overpowering) She covers her chest,knowing whats to become of it if there's any access for his hands to kneed."Uhm..."her voice is higher now. He leans to her and licks her ear teasingly.She pulls her body up as the rush shoots to her heart. He pulls her arm in halt."Come on Baby Bun, it wont hurt for more then a second." (He'll jerk her into his chest and hold her arms behind her) "Just don't please." She's pulling back,trying to get away.
Her bare back is slammed against the cold wall. She moans,"st-stooop". she stuttered.(He gently bit her neck and trailed his kisses lower) Suddenly she's lifted up the wall and is afraid she'll take a hard fall so she wraps her legs around the powerful man the best she can.(She's breathing hard,she knows wats going to happen,she cant controle it,she's too young,to weak compared to the 17 yr old)"No,please Jeremy no!" Jeremy lets her slide down a little,onto his erection.
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