A ring of lust-cracked youths watch with helpless eyes, swallowing again and again and ground their teeth-
as the lone scorpion scampers over the nude form of the headless sultana: Sultan's majestic toy, over the lecherous orifices where once tingled with the sultan's seeds
a fabled body so dangerous, with a moral of a cat in heat, that would make men arouse full by her leisure gait a coppery vision of loveliness, sculpted by decadence with hashish covered nipples and blushing flanks that seems half-divine lush hips taut as a bulging drum, as if caught in a wag legs splays in stunned need Shivering in bouts of pure panic, fueled by adrenaline,
borned to tempt, brewed to love, worthy of an emperor whose loins she failed to sate now unveils, in a lithe and frisky sprawl, silk robes a ragged heap fought over by hounds
her shredded neck tightly envelops the shaft coated with her royal gore
beneath her dead perfumed lashes glazed eyes lazily lulls over her flaunting neck, those sable eyelids still painted as if waiting for her lover beneath, the summer breeze toys her sex stained hair and from her soiled tongue, rolls forth white wads of maggots or was it the sultan’s lingering lust?
The youths, stalk the body in a clamoring swirl ogles the promiscuous pile in all its glory, watches as legion of ants stream through her honey coated slits and loathes their manly forms. But at least they know they have been fortunate enough to gaze upon the devil’s new concubine.
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Decollate