Concupiscence I

Concupiscence

I

She is lying, naked, arms glued to his his legs. She barely breathing. I look at her from head to toe. Her eyes open a moment, her throat emits a hoarse sound incomprehensible. A strange beast, bent resembling an octopus falls on her head, it sinks its tentacles into her ports. Her eyes popped out of their sockets, his ears explode. Her nostrils clogged, stifled her. In her mouth, pours a poison ink. Her hands and her legs are struggling. And he looks at the scene without moving, petrified.

Without being able to control the situation, he finds himself in an unknown location. Can not find a marker that could help him know where he stood. He enters a strange bar in Chinatown, at least, it seemed the "Chinatown". He sees her, installed at the counter. She turns to him. Her hair whipping her elbows. He approaches. He sees her head, completely bald, her eyes are just two black holes, empty of expression. Her mouth, a sucker, sucks in a pipe made of flesh and blood, which starts of her navel. Her arms are only two bones febrile after which, are extended with two perfect hands, fingers long and manicured. Her alliance is shining brightly.

The curve of her back is strange. She not wearing anything, except a pair of socks with holes. Her body and her beauty are exposed to everybody. She is wearing new shoes, Gucci, with a five-inch heel that refine her foot and swells, her leg. Her left leg is bent and placed on top of the bar. An old drunken man put his hand on what's left of her belly. Then she gets up and walks towards him, pushing the alcoholic. He steps back, panicked. Her flesh stretches like a serpent's tongue, and gums greenish. She mumbles his name. She laughs. A smile that paralyzes him.

- We meet, darling! she said.

He rubs his eyes mechanically. She is still there. She pushes him on a chair behind him, and sits on him. Her hands are riding on her neck. He feels her nails tearing his skin. He sees her covered with blood. She places the tip of her pipe on his main vein and the other in his mouth and pours upon him by her navel, filthy pests, she had eaten. Then a fluid began to wet his pants and running down his legs. He believed it was him, but it was her. He yells. He screams his name. He yells.

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This chapter is short, but it's a start :-DDD -  Happy reading ... xxx

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