Their relationship wasn’t quite broken.
Most nights she still found herself woken;
Her buttocks caressed,
Or his hand on her breast,
Both request and consent left unspoken.
Tag: consent
Rearguard
It seemed nasty, and mean and unjust;
She was scared, shocked and filled with disgust!
After quite a nice screw,
Must he bugger her too?
Must he…? Ouch! God! It seemed that he must!
He wooed, wouldn't he?
She’d been lovingly, lavishly wooed;
She’d been kissed, had her earlobes chewed.
He reached under her dress,
Certain she would say yes,
But she wasn’t, it seemed, in the mood!
Equal and opposite reaction
Don’t you know, silly girl, that the more you
Complain and demand I withdraw, you
Just increase my ardour,
And make my cock harder,
Like dozens of women before you!
Post hoc
“Well, it serves me right, maybe,” she sighed.
“He’d have stopped, had I asked, had I tried.”
She had led him on, true,
Been a tease, as you do,
But, by God, he’d felt good, up inside!
In a minute there is time
In a trice she’d been rudely up-ended,
She knew what the villain intended!
She thought “Should I scream?”
Then thought not, it would seem…
To be fair, it all rather depended.
The meek shall inherit
Like a lamb to the slaughter, she meekly
Gave in, though she protested weakly,
And then, when he’d done,
He said “Wasn’t that fun?”
“Oh yes, lovely”, she said, smiling bleakly.
Hair's breadth
He was thrilled with how far he had got,
Till she cried “You’ll do what? And with what?
Put it where? Part my hair?
Don’t you bloody well dare!
Put that thing in my thing? I think not!”
Enchanted
“I do hope you won’t take me for granted,
A poor girl, in love and enchanted,
Who couldn’t say no…
You bedazzled me so…
Harder! God! Yes! Yes! Harder!” she panted.
Chivalry
The fair damsel cried out in distress.
She was naked… Ah, but I digress!
The knight rode to her aid,
Firm of flesh, swift of blade!
Dragon slain, they rode off. She said “Yes!