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Tender Papules Skewered, up to the hilt

A rusted metal spike, thrusts through the teat,

Lifted up the Ground, Off her bare Feet,

Pectorally ganched, 'til pain becomes sweet...

Left to dangle in the sun till flesh starts to cook

Hanging by the bust, each nipple pulled by a hook

In an Out-of-body Trance while savagely gored,

Transfixed by a vision of our cannibal lord

Luscious Hallucinator, dripping with ecstasy,

Her shivering glands, squirting plenteously

Bloody streamlets slipping over the mammaries,

Distorted areolas, close to mastectomy

The gruelling ordeal ends

As her belly is ripped open.

Peeled alive with their hands

A shower of numbles, to feed upon