literature

Stygmas

Deviation Actions

Literature Text

CUT HIM CUT HIM FUCK HIM FUCK HIM RAPE HIM KILL HIM BEFORE HE
CUTS ME CUTS ME FUCKS ME FUCKS ME RAPES ME KILLS ME NOT A WHORE I'LL
CUT HIM CUT HIM FUCK HIM FUCK HIM RAPE HIM KILL HIM MY MIND SAYS HE'LL
CUT ME CUT ME FUCK ME FUCK ME RAPE ME KILL ME I CAN'T LIE THAT I

want is as much as he does...
it's the only way to feel more comfortable around them...
just let him guide his stick down into you...
there you go, just a little bit-

CUT HIM NOW CUT HIM NOW FUCK HIM RAPE HIM KILL HIM NOW BEFORE HE
CUTS ME NOW CUTS ME NOW FUCKS ME RAPES ME KILLS ME HARD LIKE I'LL
CUT HIM NOW CUT HIM NOW FUCK HIM RAPE HIM KILL HIM NOW HE WONT GET TO
CUT ME NOW CUT ME NOW FUCK ME RAPE ME KILL ME HARD BUT I GOT TO

give him just a little chance...
make me feel like I can trust him on a sexual level...
I got to get through this social stigma...
he's a nice guy, he is, Stygius...

let him kiss me thoroughly...
make it feel like I ever could around males...
I feel his member proding my behind...
as I let him take onto my-

CUTTING ME FUCKING ME RAPING ME KILLING ME TOO LATE NOW I CAN'T
CUT HIM NOW CUT HIM NOW FUCK HIM RAPE HIM KILL HIM NOW HE HAS ME BY MY THROAT AS HE'S
CUTTING ME FUCKING ME RAPING ME KILLING ME DIDN'T TRY TO
CUT HIM NOW CUT HIM NOW FUCK HIM RAPE HIM KILL HIM HOW CAN I WHEN HE MAKES ME FEEL

like a lady all over again...
no woman can possess such feat of manlihood...
and I'm not putting up a fight...
I would be more pleased to-

CUT HIM CUT HIM FUCK HIM FUCK HIM RAPE HIM KILL HIM OR HE WILL TRY TO
CUT ME CUT ME FUCK ME FUCK ME RAPE ME KILL ME I WONT LET HIM WHILE I'M
CUTTING HIM FUCKING HIM RAPING HIM KILLING HIM HE WOULD DO ME THE FAVOR AND
CUT ME CUT ME FUCK ME FUCK ME RAPE ME KILL ME BUT I DON'T THINK I COULD WHEN

I don't feel the same abuse...
this is a tender, loving experience...
he isn't taking advantage of me...
as I let him into me....

I know, I don't make sense much...
but you still see me as nothing more than pretty...
It's the social stigma in you...
I'm a pretty girl? Blackjack is, isn't she?

I feel like, cutting you, fucking you, raping you, killing you,
I don't know for sure if you'd do the same to me...
but see, I'd let you, cut me, cut me, fuck me, rape me, kill me,
and then you turn around and I find the stallion that I want to see...

I don't want to, cut you, cut you, fuck you, rape you, kill you,
I feel like you would much rather do the same for me...
in my stigma, I'd think you'd, cut me, cut me, fuck me, rape me, kill me,
but you're a nice pony, aren't you, Stygius? That's who I want to see...





there are too many stallions already
trying to fuck me over.
This poem, title in fact, is a portmanteau of the batpony Stygius and Stigma, in relation to his experiences with Blackjack, both out of combat in 'cumbat', per se. While a very emotionally tenuous prospect for Blackjack, I saw the depth of what and why Blackjack had to give in unconditionally to the batpony Stygius, so that she could somewhat get over the feeling of being raped back at the Seahorse and be more friendly and inclined to Stallions in the future other than P-21. Not to mention, that the scene was fucking hot. And I'm hot, not particularly horny, but just Hot and Awesome and Happy. I want to do two PH poems at once!
Published:
© 2014 - 2021 Somethingguy912
Comments2
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
Lijiah's avatar
This is really a fantastic look into Blackjack's thoughts during that scene.
Somethingguy912's avatar