My gaze meets my eyes in the mirror I must look away, I have become shame.

I do it now, that vile act for which I felt such remorse. Pinned beneath him, I now guide him in. He swells in me, it hurts, but we are coupled. I cannot escape him. I have to breathe in the breath of the beast, while he fills me.

My body shakes, I moan, I cry... I weep, sobs of the dammed. I love it now, but I am dirty, a concubine of the beast.

I stand in the shower feeling his slime run down my thighs, condemning, trying to abandon that which now brings me such pleasure. I feel his tongue lapping his oozing slim, touching my leg, it is so repulsive to me, but feels so good. That long rough tongue pressing into me, giving me the pleasure I so desperately need.

I turn on the water and he leaves me. Standing in solitude the water cannot clean me, the dirty I have from this does not stain my body, it fills my soul.

I lay alone, sobbing into my pillow... never again... never again... My shame is to know I will resolve again... never again, and yet again... never again...

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