Prostatic Fluid Asphyxiation - Whitechapel

Raping her and hacking.

Slashing.

Violated

I’m not sorry.

I don’t care at all for what I did

You deserve everything you get

Disinclined.

Her fear is keeping me enticed

Her gateway of sin exposed for fornication

Get over your dysphagia

I see the moisture in your eyes is dehydrating

Your screaming vibrations

Only draw me nigh to rupturing climax

As she chokes and gargles spit

I stimulate her salty clitoris

Cutting incisions while reaching climax

How can you expect me to let up

You deserve it

Give me your tongue

I wan to leave you an eternal taste of me

Let them know in hell

Why fight.

You’ll just rue the day

That you try to escape the conscience of the dead

Hold your throat and pray for help

Take this oath to the grave and never let it out

Look in these eyes and endure the sleep you’ll need

Before you awake to nothing

Fucked and left for dead

This is war.

Fight

I am bored.

But fulfilled

Please if you don’t mind fulfill my passion

Gagging on my semen is required.

Swallow

Spread it on your face

Choke on the snot and reingest all of the foam

Take one final breath

I want to see what you have learned

And what you stand for

Choking and dryheaving