A degenerate fellow called Derek,
Of morals had hardly a sceric.
While only a boy,
He’d been taught of the joy
Of the sins of the flesh, by a cleric.
Tag: abuse
Trial by ordeal
A young deacon, his loins all afire,
Seduced a young girl from the choir,
With sinful intent,
Saying “If you repent,
God forgives,” as orgasm drew nigher!
Interview with the Dean
So Professor, this young lass you taught…
Did you not think you might have got caught?
It’s the height of imprudence,
Sir, fucking one’s students…
Next time, have a wank… Just a thought
Fireside
“Come sit down, warm yourself by the fire…
I don’t bite,” he said, the damn liar,
His hand on her thigh,
As she started to cry,
As his fingers crept higher and higher.
Cheapskate
Bloody lucky she’s such a sound sleeper!
He thinks, as he sticks it in deeper…
His sister maybe…
But a fuck… and it’s free!
like his personal whore, only cheaper!
Tin god
Self styled guru, his own weird sect…
After dinner he’d smugly select
A young girl, maybe two,
To lay hands on and screw…
When you’re god, they can hardly object!
Beyond bad
Scrunched up bra, tattered panties, one stocking…
“Dumb slut!” he said, tone cold and mocking…
She hadn’t said no…
What he did to her, though,
Was beyond bad… in fact rather shocking!
Inconclusive
Is her body his, wholly, exclusive?
He rapes her… he’s selfish, abusive…
Can love cause such pain?
Is to love him insane?
Sleepless, fretful, the answers elusive.
Saliva
Sodding bastard… and him a damn priest!
Fucking fucked her, the lecherous beast!
Salivating, he were…
Never mind about her…
Could have licked her damn pussy at least.
Misplaced gratitude
“Get your clothes on and go, bitch,” he muttered…
His loins and her own still abutted…
The bastard withdrew…
“Th-th-thanks for the screw…
It was l-l-l-lovely”, she stuttered.