She could feel her heart thumping and skipping,
Her fanny so moist, it was dripping;
Stripped, tied to a post,
She was frightened, but most,
Just turned on by the thought of a whipping.
Category: AO
Adults only
Tell-tale signs
Her dress clung by a few stubborn threads;
Her voluptuous figure turned heads,
Her smug smile, her bruised lips,
Swaying walk, her grazed hips,
And her hymen, of course, torn to shreds.
Redhead, unnatural
She was well-stacked, but rather a dead-head,
Nice tits, and a natural red-head.
He’d have to make do,
His to hurt and make do
Things perverted, tied fast to his bedhead.
These things happen
The kiss turned out to be the preamble,
That led to a wild, naked scramble,
The cries, gasps, the flood
Of his semen, her blood;
Contraception? A bit of a gamble!
Temptress
The lewd manner in which she behaved,
And the fact that her fanny was shaved,
Led, despite good intentions,
To acts no-one mentions,
With which the road hellwards is paved!
At her majesty's pleasure
Big black dildo or pink? Which to choose?
She had only herself to amuse.
The blue vibrating one?
Or all three might be fun.
Fuck ’em all! What’s a girl got to lose?
Orientation
Oriental girls, bloody inscrutable,
Beautiful! Ever so rootable!
Musky perfumes,
Spicy taste, one assumes,
Made for sex, or at least very suitable.
The rake
From the cut of his suit, much in vogue,
To his manners and charming Scotch brogue,
He did seem so refined
That the girls didn’t mind
Being fucked and abandoned, the rogue!
The flagellant
Though she knew her desires were odd,
Sex and pain brought her closer to God.
She was often, thus, found,
Screaming, naked and bound,
“God, I’m coming! and “Don’t spare the rod!
The secret vice
“She’s unrootable, mate,” my mate sighed.
“I gave up, although God knows I tried.
Hell, I got in the tip,
But her cunt’s got a grip
Like a vice! It hurt so much, I cried!”