“Well I guess I been proper defiled,”
She proclaimed… not much more than a child…
“I been fucked inside out…
Coulda been worse, no doubt…
Maybe next time,” she purred… and she smiled.
Tag: abuse
The apprentice
Just a young slut, though keen, still in training,
Some need for refinement remaining…
No anal as yet…
One desire unmet…
But the use of her still entertaining.
Misused
She said things about what he would do,
Pretty weird and nasty, if true…
Called her harlot and sinner,
And slut… stuck things in her…
Or whipped her poor tits black and blue.
Confession
She said “Darling, I have a confession…
To judge by your startled expression
You’re worried, confused…
I like being abused…
That’s all… Thank you… Please use your discretion.”
Glum
She walked home, sad and sorry and glum,
Disappointed at being so dumb,
Clots of cum in her cunt,
And all over her front,
Not to mention her mouth and her bum.
Split
A big bastard, tall, hairy and strong,
Tattoos, piercings, cock like King Kong…
Picked her up by her tits,
Spread her legs in the splits,
And then fucked her, held up by her thong.
Corporal punishment
He don’t practise, alas, what he preaches,
Abuses the young girls he teaches…
He lifts up their skirts
Spanks their bums till it hurts,
Fingers brushing their pussies… like peaches!
Clerical error
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.
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