In The Night

Let's get one thing straight never fear for life there's no time

With each pump

My body is pushed forward and a headache is forming

the constant moans and wails from the client adding on to the pressure

It just so happens to be a choice you had to make.

Endure

Hustle

Get paid

That's the Motto

Fake each groan

Moan

Praise

Whatever it takes to get a happy ending with a bonus it's what you're here for

One after the other.

Your soul leaving with each husband

Wife

Loner

Pervert

Aggressor

Kink-chaser

Whatever they need from you provide it

Tonight is a slow night

It's a rare occasion

The craving you lost

the feelings you buried deep inside

Surfacing making you you salivate at the chance

Lust hazing and distorting the mind

Calm down!

A click and a small flame illuminates your face

Your regal features

The envy of the others on the production line

They spit and spitefully worship how a line awaits you always

Their happy tonight you're one of them now

A commoner like them

Before you pull on that death-stick

Just as you reach for the euphoric burn

A hundred in small bills is shoved in your periphery.

Enough of this

Your reach for your knife

As you get ready

Your eyes meet

That's the one

Your stomach ignites with passion

Your loins hot a feral with lust

Gladly going on your knees

Forgetting about the pay

A deity before you

Showing them a good time

And a little extra to prolong your pleasure

Surprised at your eager customer service

So hot you can't feel the the cold metal gliding against your skin

The barrel digging into your hair

moaning in completion

And that was your last

With each pump

Your soul leaves

But your body remains to endure the rest of the violation

See now that's just insulting isn't it.

Of all the ways to go

_PasopNegra