Live Dissection Of A Cokewhore

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The Torture Of A Whore

On a beautiful night, down the block
A girl walks alone on the lonely side walk
Selling her body, for powder or rock
I roll up in my van to satisfy my cock

I do not pay her, but beckon from afar
She comes to my door, like its a martini bar
She asks me which service, I can see that she's broke
But I step out of my van, and grab her by the throat 

She struggles and struggles, she kicks and she screams
Terror in her eyes, she has feelings it seems
But she has no soul, on the street or on the pole
She's a waste of flesh, and her heart is cold

So I open up the doors, to the side of my van
And I force the bitch in, she really should have ran
I hit her in the face, hard enough to bleed
She's not giving me a choice, she's struggling you see

Don't get me wrong, I do love the violence
But I now tape her mouth shut to enjoy some silence
Hogtied in the back, as I drive to my house
I pull into my garage, tonight, she's my spouse

I grab the whore by the hair, and drag her in my home
She's used to strangers' houses, but the streets are where she roams
She's crying now, I begin to see tears
She's learned her lesson, it will all end here.

Of course I am joking, the pain will go on
I will not stop until my urges are gone
Now tied to a chair, her eyes full of fear
I take out a knife, and whisper in her ear

"You're worthless, you're disgusting, you're gonna die tonight"
Start it out slow, she's tied nice and tight
I begin to slice her arms and legs, the tape muffling her screams
Then I take out a hacksaw, she must know what this means

I saw off her right foot, not too much pain
Blood on my carpet, that will surely leave a stain
One foot is off, I spit in her face
"This has only just begun, you'll die in another place"

I keep her tied up, but leave the chair
And walk up the stairs, dragging her by the hair
I tie her to my bed, she thinks rape is next
I do of course consider it, but I am quite perplexed

This sack of shit sickens me, that is why she must die
You see I cannot get hard, I must not lie
Her mutilated leg, flops like a fish
Kicking and kicking, I begin to get pissed

I grab her by the cheeks, with only one hand
Puckering her lips, this, she can't stand
I'm right in her face, pure hatred in my own
I yell at this bitch, and tell her she's alone

"No one to save you, no one to care"
"You're a street walking animal, your life will not be spared"
I take out an iron, its finally hot
I burn her all over, her eyes now bloodshot

I then burn her breasts
Blackened her chest
Then cut her tits off
Oh this was the best.

zach krauss old WT

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