Now she felt like an absolute fool,
Naked, hands and legs tied to a stool,
With her pussy exposed,
While they laughed, she supposed!
How on earth could she face them at school?
Office romance
Round the office, it caused quite a stir,
That the one he was rooting was her!
Hard to credit, unless,
Well, those stains on her dress
Might be semen, of course, (which they were!)
Rose coloured glasses
But to whom could such language refer?
Whore and slut… every possible slur!
They were jealous, those blokes,
And their crude, filthy jokes
Couldn’t possibly be about her!
Helping the needy
The old madam was glad to arrange,
At a premium rate of exchange,
For a man’s every need,
Out of meanness and greed,
Be it ever so nasty and strange!
Incest by proxy
She might just have looked young for her age,
(And such things can be tricky to gauge);
Though she looked like his daughter,
He’d guiltily bought her,
Lust mixed with self-loathing and rage.
Terms of trade
Though she wasn’t a hooker, as such,
It depended on what… and how much…
If she felt in the mood
To be lovelessly screwed…
If she liked him, she’d sometimes go Dutch!
Buy one, get one free
She’d agreed, and they’d come to the price;
She said “Two hundred bucks would suffice.”
He said “That’s a bit much!”
She said “No pay, no touch,
But you can, if you want, fuck me twice.”
Unlucky in love
She thought sex, overall, over-rated;
A fuck and love never equated.
Her first was the worst…
Deep inside her she nursed
Her misgivings, and just masturbated.
Negotiable
The girl loves to relax and carouse,
And she’s easy to tease and arouse;
Though she has certain limits,
For chaps such as him, it’s
Surprising how much that allows!
Anticipation
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.