Her body was pure musky funk, like jungle rot and she lay there on the floor in the steaming hot room, I lay there crushed under the weight of the intoxicationof the whole experience,my head swirling uncontrollably, me weakas water at every joint,at every limb,looking up at her throgheyes that were bleary and at last defeated, I saw her look at me in a way that was fral,cannabalistic almot, I saw her lick her lips,the obscene lookof lipstick on a canine incisor,it looked like blood on the perfect tooth of a wolf sharpened and made more healhy sculpted into its most perfect shape by the atavism of nature at its most ferociously combative here the stakes were so ultimate the loose felt his mind swoon off and himtumbling intothe abyss, no strength left to fight, his own will inciting his tormentor to greater extremes of utter domination, the only thing that could possibly save himis the reappearance of mercyor a onscience in her whichis utterly contrary toallthe edicts of nature, particularly in a combative frenzy that had entered into this stage of complete nd utter intoxication, the only way it could possibly end and any conscious awareness ould ever surge ito either of its combatants is for the ultimate outcome to be arrived at, there simply be nomore capacityinone of the two to go on, beyond mercy, beyond crushed will, the twisted gnarly buirned fetus of an aborted child where extinctionhsas beenarrived atand the victor can feelthe final surge of joyous life affirming passionfillevery corpuscle, every nerve end joy elate out of the most primitive errogenous zones of the victor which have beenliberated by the totalall consuming humiliating crushing of the vain opponent who lay whimpering at the end sobbing,for more agony probably which their willessness will not try to defend themselves agaist, transmitting symbotic thoughts to thye victor who knows exactly how tofinish the vanguished foe ,ake them orgasmin their moment of deepest shame, that being the moment the oser used the superior will of the victor and his lack of will as either a suicide weapon or to yild to being powerlesslymurdered by someone he has come to see as the equivelant of God,I lay there in hat position and the finalbit of erotic communication eked out of my wrecked torn asunder souland I saw he knifelike gleam in her eyes as it registered we had joined together at last her in total victory and confidence me in shattered defeat and now the connection could e made, the wall that seperated me from the world had been ripped down, total erotic connection and that gleam in her eye, she took ovr allpower ad I came and came and came andit ran like the waterfalls of life andhealth and I looked at her reatfully for this grat gift,my forehead covered in sweat, my eyes stinging with sweat Oh god thank you I said thank you and th look she gave me cut into me cause it was allknowing and it brooked no mercy.