Terminal

She is a product. She was made for the purpose. For aim, she doesn’t know. She thinks that is right, so she move convinced and she is sure. Suzie is secure. Stabbing where hurts the most, she didn’t cared for somebody’s lost.

To humiliate she is there, to make you suffer and to beg, she doesn’t care. On a knees you have to stay. Pushing and laughing, she is happy when you cry, but you have to be a good prey. She is an awe, rules for her doesn’t exist. Everybody has to be on her side.

To provoke, for a show she is the host. On the line there, with music she dance, in a smug she wave. She is the moment to wait, she is all, she is a goal. In a movement of rapture, she dazed.

His attention is what she want.

He was old, big and egoistic. He had to when he needed, too filled his side. They called him Kyle.

He watched her, studying every part. Intent, but not in talk, he did not rush. Slow and on secure, he was confident. Going from one subject to another, it seems that he had a lot to say. The idea is everywhere. Open minded and prepared, he talked and followed.

With no advices and no boundaries, that is what she needed, he was there. When she talked, he cared. When she opened, he dared. From one thought to else, triggered, relaxed and honest she couldn’t stop. She loved how she felt. She seeked for divine.

In a time that passed, where is she, nobody asked.

He took what he wants. Meat and flesh mixed with fear, in a scream he enjoyed. With no power and voice, she was helpless and small. Body to put on knees, bend and own he crushed every in. He pressed the spine, pulling her hair, forcing her to cry and scream, to feel the edge while she cursed. For hours she was tortured, in agony craving, she seeked for the end.

She begged him to stop or to kill. He pushed more, while he satisfied his please. Until she didn’t have anything more to give.

Useless, she laid on the ground. He was a man, she was a whore.

Music is still hearing from the place. In agony she shaked, looking for escape.

Some of them, standing in shock with curiousity for what is next, they imagined and encouraged from the dark.

Hiding from the side, away from the spot, a girl was there. She saw who was in the charge and who was for to tame. They are right for what they say, she thought. She deserved for what did came.