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Eaten alive

By Dan: from my novel Carnivorous (warning: spouse abuse and extreme sexual violence)

By Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 4 years ago • Updated 4 years ago • 2 min read
Eaten alive
Photo by Jiri Brtnik on Unsplash

Lisa, oh my darling sweet Lisa,

Please don’t be upset,

Please just let me expla—-

“It’s a great story I’ll bet,” she whispers in a scathing, dark way. My spine hurts from constantly shivering, and her scowl turns into a dark grin. My heart is always pounding so loud like a jack hammer into my lungs yet somehow silent. If she hears it beating too loud, she’ll get angrier. I just got home a little late. I just wanted to take a relaxing drive. But that was too late. I was out of line. I parked the car wrong, too. Too many mistakes. The neighbor yelled about how I parked the car. She had enough.

The story goes on as she drops the

Gun near my inner thigh.

Lisa, please!

“Yesssss…. Please….”

Her words turn into a foamy, rabid sensuality and I swallow my grimace as she climbs on top of me, and her kiss near my lips tastes like old soup that has way too much oregano in it, like she invested all her time and energy into making it taste as bitter as hell just for me and I need to vomit but I can’t.

She plays this game and loads up my gun

And pretends to pull the

Trigger near the seam of my pants

“Is this how a man feels right before

Coming inside a woman?” She coos in my ear and the vibration of her voice

Sounds like the echo of death, the stinging feeling burning wind up pitch lasting as if she were trying to get a home run and make the impact of it last all damn season

It’s a ritual she does

And every time

I feel parts of me being eaten

Bitten off

Chunks taken

Invisible but real

She makes me taste her release

And I bite down on my

Tongue

It’s like Pavlov’s Bell

I keep expecting pain every time she moans

And I detail it inside my mouth

I lap up my pieces that were sawed off

“I feel sawed in half.” She says in an emotionless voice after sex.

And I gather them up in the scary happy face I put on for the world

As I bark out orders

And I hold my maggot infected pieces on my shoulders

Lisa, oh my darling sweet Lisa,

Please don’t be upset,

Please just let me expla—-

“It’s

A

Great story,

I’ll bet.”

heartbreak

About the Creator

Melissa Ingoldsby

My work:

Patheos,

Fanfic account

The Job, The Space Between Us, Green,

The Unlikely Bounty, Straight Love, The Heart Factory, The Half Paper Moon, I am Bexley and Atonement by JMS Books

Silent Bites by Eukalypto

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    Written by Melissa Ingoldsby