Though of course it’s… well… sort of corrupt…
The young office girl’s breasts being cupped
In the hands of the boss…
Little flirt… it’s her loss…
On the whole… yeah… best not interrupt.
Tag: abuse
Rotter
What a terrible shagging she’d gotten…
Her panties torn (sensible cotton)…
He’d used her strange ways…
Left her, nude, in a daze…
The damn chap had been perfectly rotten!
Mean
Stuff he’s saying… like… fucking obscene…
Things he’ll do… but she isn’t too keen…
Rather frightening too…
And, like, spitting and poo…
Mean and nasty, and also… unclean!
Why
“Now, my dear, there’s no need to cry,”
He said, hand on her quivering thigh.
“I’ll just do what I must…
You’ll allow me , I trust…
And don’t trouble your mind as to why.”
Molestation
Such a pretty young girl… so molestable,
Giggly, naive and suggestible…
“More wine, my dear?”
His motives are clear…
Exploitive, obscene and detestable!
Cork
There was a young lady from Cork
Who thought babies were brought by the stork…
A small lie she’d been told
By a boy… oh so bold
She’d lie down with… and do more than talk.
Eager student
Still a virgin, this boy, she suspected…
She took it in hand and directed…
A nice hefty prick,
Long and pleasantly thick,
And he proved quite adept , once corrected.
Entitlement
“As you wish, sir,” the maid whispered meekly…
“Just let me undress,” she said bleakly…
“Alright, just be quick,”
He said, stroking his prick…
She resisted, protested, but weakly.
Fie nay, prithee John
Twas a sin! God would never excuse…
Father John, whom it used to amuse
To use Sunday school girls…
Young, all giggles and curls…
With their skirts up, bent over the pews.
Defilement
“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.