Until It Bleeds

Majestically erect in his tough haughtiness wet, red the glans in the menstrual vaginal cry is camouflaged set to music by luxuriant passion. The rapture of my senses blends liquid itself triumphant it presents again, as every month, bright at my eyes, in a repugnant cleaning of a never born life. The menstrual vaginal cry.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

Your body and your shape refer to the past centuries when they were among the most courted ones. Dethroned nowdays by anorectic skins. So we render homage to this great grace, so we render homage to your flesh who abounds so full of delight So rounded and firm, muscolar and proud. How daring rise your round but shapelly thighs, who open wide the red way to me, and they seemto welcome me with greater affection and care. I already foretaste the endless pleasure tasted by my eyes, devoted to your wide reign which my tongue and my mouth drink from, satiating my vaginal stream thirst. Overflowing your breasts that flood disinhibited passion in their whole magnificence when they seem to suffocate in a loving embrace my smiling penis. As never, maybe, no woman after having spread my being sense, you've been able to reawake, warm passion flows in me, and another time again render grace to my pride and high leading musketeer of burning senses. Now I surely know that for every woman what nature doesn't give in sight brings more generosity in the art of orgasm.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

Slut isn't the one who fucks for her pleasure and the other's, evolved woman, doesn't exist the betray no property for no one. Christian education false and bigoted on which we spit and ejaculate for the simple taste of pleasure in the name of most total and unrestrained libertinism moral hate. Frustrated masturbating tyrants and censors bringers of the darkest light. The question is to bitch or not to bitch. Woman magnificent creature, you're the way to reach the divine condition, dazed in the exctasy to which we rise the serpentine woman makes you slave of its rest.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

I drink at the source of eternal pleasure, greedy I satiate my sweet vaginal nectar thirst, eager my evolved and ferrous tongue penetrates deeply in her cavities. My mind rambles lost subject to cannibal instincts, my tooth in an unbrindled impulse sink in a morbid way into the flesh. From the venus's mount a full bleedy rain fulfills my throat. Several female decomposed corpses cover the infernal land of demons. I wallow in the blood that my victim releases from the ass and I ride it till I lacerate my penis, until it bleeds. Tears wet her face suffering for shooting pain anal deflowering, drunk by exalting lust, around me orgies of pain, sadomasochism! Red the eyes, the veins explode, the design is completed, our cocks rise in blasphemy, until it bleeds.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

I am the messiah, I extend to the world my verb made by torture and perversion. I adore the crack of whip, pieces of skin rip off red the living flesh, that I cover with salt, weak and sensible in renunce to the pain, a long erection catches me up in excitement rigid and flexible, enormous my cock, guilty tyrant of several anal collapses, the rope binds in affection back to back my victim with a corpse in full decay, after having stitched in her cunt a rat that hungry will devour it from inside, taking it a slow and painful death. Insane for passion by this extreme pain, I wash down everything with a morbid cumshot majestic seed of listful perversion.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

The clinical eye frames me, portraing my brutalizing rapture. An irresistable living in the soul devouring me from within slashing my breast, my heart bleeds, a furious need uncontrolled, expulsion of the senses, the instinct predominates, the will pervades, tha anger remains. My eyes look into her eyes overflowing tears with black mascara Imploring they ask for pity, I'm impassible her wrists are still chained they embrace the wood plank she rides in terror with surgical precision I carve her flesh squirting our bodies with her blood gushed from not mortal wounds she vomits, but she won't suffocate, her pain won't be lightened, her mouth looks down to the ground reflected in blood. I ride in the ass my prey by several sodomitical heaves in the preview of my orgasm, with brutal strength I bind my hands around her neck in a mortal embrace during the last muscolar spasms, her anal cavity squeezes at the height of its powers in a terrorized pride, my greatest lust purpose comes to an end, Poured in her anal cavity the lights and the camera turn off and also my instincts with them, quieting at the moment my lunacy thirst.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

You creep down to my feet subject and devote rendering grace to my exhibited majesty rigidly high, every sign of conscience disappears in the sinful limbo of divine. You slave of a thousand emotions, a thousand pleasures, a thousand sins. The flesh the senses they excite, the spirit undisputed it wanders, uterine penetrations alternate with romp sodomies, in an exchange of sexes and sexuality to make flush the angels of shame. The persistent ejaculation extended in a loss of us excited in thoughts and I die stretched on you, on your lifeless womb exhausted by pleasure. Who makes us slaves and I evenmore make you slave to my touch, to my glance, to my eternal erection reduced to my will chained to my orgasm.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026

My existence unquiet wanders astray among he labyrinths of life, to the search of something still unknown to me. Tears of pain, they flow and sign my face in the name of suffering. Look deep into my eyes and you'll look at your reflection in the tragedy of existence these tears overflow with such violence poured over my swollen cheeks into cry disfiguring my face in decay, as in memory of the brutal existential anguish digging inexorable they never stop, committing suicide in my overflowed eyes leaving behind an anxious restlessness wake, darkness falls down and so anther day dies and a part of me little by little vanishes with it

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026