The Devil’s Bitch

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The Devil's Bitch

She lures her prey into her coveted veiled web
Unsuspecting they never have a single clue
Those flashing alluring eyes and shapely thighs
Wearing a sensuous smile they would soon rue

Her breasts bulged out of an open blouse
Showing cleavage that begged a closer view
Braless with nipples popping and melon ripe
Not an imperfection out of place or askew

They would buy her drinks from a single wink
She toyed with them flaunting her lips and tongue
During witty chat her eyes would suggestively bat
While to each of her words they helplessly clung

Covertly down their pants her hand would prance
Setting a noose that none could loosen or untangle
Followed by a whispered word that only he heard
She massaged his libido with a deft tugging wangle

As if in a trance they would begin a slow dance
Her hand still conducting his throbbing erect wand
She would then kiss his mouth and bite wanton lips
Furtively into the night their souls she'd abscond

In her room they stood with their pants on the floor
While on her knees she taunted and teased in favor
With a quavering suck the scrotum readily pulled in
His entire package in her mouth to relish and savor

When she finally let him explode with his exquisite load
His screams could be heard for a Las Vegas city block
The pleasures experienced had such a numbing effect
He hadn't realized she had severed his balls and cock

She drained his blood after his last orgasmic flood
This mystical demonic Black Widow Vampire Queen
Gluttonous she ate his flesh and consumed his bones
The Devil's Bitch craves cum, blood, and flesh cuisine


An Original Composition by:
Quivering Quill
A Scribbles & Doodles Creation
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Quivering_QuillQuivering_Quillabout 11 years agoAuthor
Thanks Erectus....

I always appreciate your constructive insights.... Thanks again Q.Q.

erectus123erectus123about 11 years ago
Mr. Q, tell Ann Rice to order noodles

now that you have cum to town. Yes 1201 does have a point, you might sharpen the poem on the Queen's teeth, its a long one with cock and balls, i.e. a mouthful, but I don't think crap is a kind assessment. Fantasy poems with a horror element are fun to read. You might rework this one and end up with a really beautiful reser-erection.The first two stanza's are fine. Often our first lines are the best. The last two stanza are nice but not as good as the first two. See what can be done in between. You have a wonderful imagination, here not so much original but bitting in the final analysis. Not every first draft or tenth will be representative of your best effort, as I was told once by a similar "bulging breasted" vixen at Toto's Circus Room, "You can't really be considered a whore until you have done it over a hundred times."

Quivering_QuillQuivering_Quillabout 11 years agoAuthor
Thanks for the reviews....

I write what comes...... I am humbled that there are those among us that are so superior.....QQ

SweetOblivionSweetOblivionabout 11 years ago
Nice overripe pulp fiction

But your fabulous "deft, tugging wangle" did made me smile and think I want one of those.

twelveoonetwelveooneabout 11 years ago
you may have something here

As if in a trance they would begin a slow dance

Her hand still conducting his throbbing erect wand

close to an original thought

seriously you are not getting paid by the word, nor the rhyme

what part of edit, do you not understand? what part of think?

how much stuff can you generate? why? your fan club, QQ?

I wrote better stuff when I was sixteen, even then, I knew it was crap

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