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Sultry and strong, the ladies stood,
their eyes flowing around the room.
Daring anyone to look their way,
cloaked in power like their minx furs,
devilish smiles playing across their faces,
like drunken children playing hopscotch.
That scent of the wild hunt, of raw spice,
flowers and sex lingering in their corner,
ready to pounce.

In the center their prey grovels,
height unknown for the bent flesh.
What he’s done he knows not,
his brain cowers in his head,
afraid to come out and play.
Blood dances down his warrior’s body,
and with it his courage.
He growls, an unconscious decision,
reminiscent of battles gone by.

Wreathed in legends as ancient as her toothless grin,
the old one watches,
knowing the game and its outcome too well.
They play now, heady with their strength – the giving
and the taking, all determined by their whims.

Powerful women, watching, gauging,
moving subtly together with pre-timed strategy.
Their prey, his heart beat racing with both fear and desire.
An intoxicating concoction.
They all know the outcome
but the alluring path is always an adventure.

Muscles ripple in anticipation, they grin intoxicatingly.
Daring him to attempt a run, eager for the chase.
Blood roaring in their ears,
as he falters they circle closer.
With eagle swiftness they pounce as one,
sating their craving one delicious second at a time.

The pieces of flesh fall to the floor,
the blood pools where he once lay.
Still elegant in their blood speckled minx wrapped glory,
the metallic gleam of their eyes in blood now reflects.
Holding up a mirror to a world normally unseen,
somewhere only the rich feel the power of horror.