Honeymoons are just like this, she guessed…
They’d been fucking all night without rest…
God! How nice it would be,
Just to get up and pee,
Have a shower, a shit and get dressed.
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One over the eight
“Gosh, I must be one over the eight,”
She thought, sadly a little too late,
In a back room somewhere,
With her legs in the air…
“It’s this part of the night that I hate!”
Crumbs
Since their first day at school girlhood chums…
He said “Bend over girls.” She thought “Crumbs!
Gosh, what horrible luck…
Not a plain simple fuck…
Not the way that he’s fondling our bums!”
False promises
Love and marriage, it seemed, an illusion…
Despair her lot, pain and confusion.
The man didn’t love her…
He loomed now above her…
Disgrace, rape, a foregone conclusion!
A chill in the air
“In your dreams!” was her icy riposte,
Her words brittle, almost, with the frost.
“Take your ugly damn cock
And go fuck your damn sock!”
No, between then no love was there lost!
Disrespect
Disrespectful, she thought, the forced stripping,
The being tied up and the whipping…
An outrage, indeed!
And just where might this lead?
So then why was her damn pussy dripping?
Showing his hand
She was more than a little bit tempted…
Consent, though, was rather pre-empted,
Impetuous twit,
By his grabbing her tit…
Which was rape… at least sort of… attempted.
Fair question
So… she’s naked, trussed up like a chook…
She’s no wimp, but she don’t like the look
Of that winch thing, mind you…
What’s he going to do
With those chains… and that fucking big hook?
The last dance
Cops a squeeze of her tits at the dance…
God! He’s gotta be in with a chance!
And she’s thinking “Why not?
His dad’s rich, and he’s hot…”
As she’s slipping her hand down his pants.
After school
“Put it back in your pants, you damn fool,
Or you want me to tell the whole school?”
She said. “Ugly damn thing…
Like a limp piece of string…
God! It’s not even hard! Just not cool.”