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Alternate Erotica - poems by CruxLove

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CruxLove said:
RUNNING NAKED


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She ran through the deep woods, as fast as she could,

She will have to reach the border, she certainly should.

They had removed all her clothes, stripped her stark naked,

Still by God’s kind grace she has managed to escape.



She looked back at the distance, they were hot on her heels,

She ran even faster now, as she could feel the chills.

The moonlight showed the path ahead, for that she was grateful,

As she continued running naked, young and beautiful.



She was accused of sorcery, her trial had already begun,

Often they seemed to torment her, just for pleasure or fun.

She is a witch, was what they wanted her to confess,

As they tortured her naked body in many devious ways.



Till one guard had pity on her, and helped her escape,

He pointed the path through the jungle to the border state.

If only she could cross the line she would be safe,

She’ll avoid the torture, she’ll avoid the rapes.



She needed to run faster, the soldiers were closing in,

Her breasts were bouncing heavily, she was panting and gasping.

The only consolation was that the woods were getting thinner,

At the wood’s end she was told, lied the state border.



She ran as fast as she could, and broke out of the woods,

But alas, the barbed wire fence blocked her path for good!

She tried to scrape through, but it only made her bleed,

As the soldiers caught up with her, and captured the convict.



There were four of them in all, each carried a whip,

And as they started thrashing her, she began to weep.

And in between the thrashings, they would enter her,

And move their organs to and fro with a passionate fervor.



Her sobs turned to loud cries, the pain began to build,

She was raped by each in turn, as they made her yield.

Then they put a rope to her neck, the horseman held the leash,

All her hopes of freedom were now virtually finished.



The horseman kicked his horse as it started with a neigh,

She was running naked again, only the other way.

Her breasts were bouncing heavily, she was panting and gasping,

As she tried as best she could, to match the horse’s trotting.



Soon they’ll be back at the gates of the dungeon,

Only to resume once again, her agonising inquisition.

Stripped of all modesty, dignity and shame,

The poor girl will experience only humiliation and pain.

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The poor girl's predicament really comes out in this poem. Her desperation as she tries to get through the barbed wire, the barbs tearing at her flesh. All in vain.
 
theseus said:
The poor girl's predicament really comes out in this poem. Her desperation as she tries to get through the barbed wire, the barbs tearing at her flesh. All in vain.
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theseus said:
The poor girl's predicament really comes out in this poem. Her desperation as she tries to get through the barbed wire, the barbs tearing at her flesh. All in vain.
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Thank you for reading and commenting. I am glad that that the feeling I was trying to express was perceived by you as a reader.
 
RUNNING NAKED (part 3 of 3)


Finally the torturer left for the day, leaving the girl alone,
The kind guard slowly approached her, with a sense of forlorn.
He had a bottle of water with him, and put some in her mouth,
The girl was conscious enough to drink, and feel his kind touch.

Of all the people that are here, why are you helping me?
She asked him as she recognized the man who had helped her flee.
Because I’m a human, not a monster like the others,
I’m so heartbroken to see you could’nt cross the border.

He took the keys from his pocket and opened her shackles and chains,
And embraced her so tenderly as if to ease her pain.
She looked very deeply in his eyes and asked for an earnest favour,
Please kill me for I can no more bear this hellish torture.

He paused for a while, then removed the two copper rings he wore,
Each was recessed to carry poison, to kill a person and more.
They’ll finish me anyway, when they find this out,
Can I come with you instead, as you leave this world?

It took a few moments for the girl to read his mind,
And then she embraced the kind guard with a passion undefined.
She kissed him hard and pleaded him to pleasure her one last time,
As she kneeled before him, and offered herself to the man.

And as he removed his kilt, she took him in her mouth,
And sucked him with a loving passion, till his manhood throbbed.
And in the light of the torches, burning in the dingy cell,
The two lovers united in a rare magic spell.

Their bodies synced with each other as they built up the rhythm,
And exploded with an ecstacy so spontaneous and charming.
They continued to be in embrace, to savour their love,
And comfort each other during the last few moments that they had.

The girl said – how can I thank you enough, how can I repay you?
The guard said - by taking me along, you’re redeeming me too.
Then they got up, opened the rings, and swallowed the black poison,
And embraced and kissed for one last time before leaving for heaven.

*

The soldiers came the next morning, to find them still and cold,
The lovers were happy in paradise, where their joy will unfold.

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hongzu117 said:
:hanged:SRY，I'm not used to clicking on like.
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Clicking on like is the easiest way to let a person know that you like his/her post if you don't have time to comment.
But it's good for you also when you revisit the page later on, since it serves as a reminder as to which posts are your favourites.
 
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