I am a
slave in forced
*** labour with a
crazy demon possess
freaking *****.
A slave in
bonds with a
Nymphomaniac.
Here I am,
his forced mistress,
a *** slave.
He lied to me
and lay with me,
my body he took
by force daily.  
I am her
slave in chains
and in pains,
a prisoner
pretending to love
a lunatic.
I can still
hear her groaning
and moaning like
an animal in
the other room,
while she waits
as i refreshed.
She's killing me
with her spells
and *** magic.
A slave to
a wild man.
A slave in
fetters,
locked up in
a *** dungeon,
abused daily.
But in my
soul i am free,
even though i
can't see the
day light or
the morning sun,
only a flicker
of light from
the doorway and
the incandescent of
the moon light
at night penetrating
through the cracks
of the window.
I am a
*** slave working
day and night,
but poorly fed
to satisfy the
wantonness of a
devilish man and  
a whorish woman,
insatiable in their
****** desires.
Their appetite for
*** is terrifying.
Only a demon
possess freaking
prince and princess
of the dark
can match their
strength.
Free me now,
i beg of you.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.