A dark temptress beckons at my door. A black silhouette floating, reaching out to me with her hand, floats above my floor.
Fear halts me in every way, frozen on my bed, I'm forced to lay . A voice from the dark calls me by name,
"I want your life", it gently proclaims.
My fear turns to lust as I hear it speak. A sensation pulsates my body, so unique.
Like the voice of a Siren in the open sea, I gasp and I whisper
"Take me"
Her nails drag down my chest, lustful scars. Her bites and her passion, I am marked.
Driven by fear, yet strangely wanting. I awake to find nothing above me flaunting.
Nothing but the scars that bear her mark. I'm lost, confused within this dark.
My heart has stopped and my touch turn cold.
I'm hers now, my story is told.
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