Beware the Phantom...Femme Fatale

Beware the Phantom…Femme Fatale

By Stryderthorongil

As dark clouds surround
The victim emerges
Listening for the nearest sound
His breathing, it alerts her
She begins to sniff the ground

Beware the Phantom

The scent of a married man
She moves in for the view
To begin the process if she can
Preparing a victim anew
The takedown of the man

Beware the Phantom

This is a game
She knows too well
For her this brings no shame
The desires so strong she needs to quell
It does not matter his name

Beware the Phantom

Luring him in with pleasant chat
Giving him an endearing nickname
Pulling him into her habitat
Bringing a lover to watch the game
He is the mouse and she is the cat

Beware the Phantom

She plays him slow at first
With gentle softcore chat
Each words gentle blow a curse
Making her beautiful to look at
Pulling him into her world perverse






Beware the Phantom

Intensity increasing
She brings him to the brink
The pressure never ceasing
His mind unable to think
Wife memories forever decreasing

Beware the Phantom

She has him now
In the cyber world or real
His memories do not allow
Past thoughts for him to feel
He looks into her eyes, he hears a soft meow

Beware the Phantom

She has her fun
The play is fast and intense
The damage caused has just begun
For this she has no sense
She never looks back at what she has done

Beware the Phantom…Femme Fatale