Foul play

As he plunged in, she let out a howl…
“Fucking bastard!” she cried, with a scowl.
“I’m so fucking offended…
You plainly intended
To fuck me by fair means or foul!”

As one does

“If you must, then…” she said with a sigh,
As his hand slowly crept up her thigh…
“And you will, I suppose…
I’m so weak, heaven knows…
Fuck me, do, though I think I may cry.”

Full disclosure

“We do bondage stuff, now and again,”
She said. “Chains, dildos, ropes, whip and cane…
We’d just got kind of bored…
Nothing too untoward…
Fucking great, though … it’s hard to explain.”

Red rag

He’d been rough… fucking rough, no dispute…
Was it rape? Well, the question was moot…
It was more of a dare…
She’d said “See if I care…
Do your worst, you big, dumb, fucking brute!”

Vlad

“Oh God! Get it away, please!” she wailed.
She crossed her legs, pleaded, but failed…
“God save me!” she prayed,
But soon, naked, legs splayed,
She’d been thoroughly, thickly impaled!