In The Night

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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 



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