When he got drunk, he’d roar and he’d curse,
Call her slut, lazy cunt, and things worse,
Then he’d drag her to bed
Not to fuck, but instead,
To do other things, strange and perverse!
Tag: perverted
On the spectrum
The whole issue had sort of been skirted;
The whippings, the things he inserted…
The pleasure he’d gain
From inflicting her pain…
Was he kinky… or fucking perverted?
In for a penny
“Eek!” she cried, the poor girl, disconcerted.
Apart from it seeming perverted,
(She pushed that aside),
She just couldn’t decide,
Should she swallow or not, now he’d squirted?
Titillated
Young Miss Robson averted her gaze,
Although strangely diverted in ways
That she’d never disclose
By the carnival shows,
With their lewd and perverted displays!
Scarlet
She flushed scarlet, her gaze was averted;
“I like being arse-fucked,” she blurted!
“So, if you don’t mind,
Saddle up from behind,
Though I know that it’s kind of perverted!”
Redhead, unnatural
She was well-stacked, but rather a dead-head,
Nice tits, and a natural red-head.
He’d have to make do,
His to hurt and make do
Things perverted, tied fast to his bedhead.
Flawed
The poor girl had just one fatal flaw,
She liked violence, sex, blood and gore;
It was all rather ghoulish,
Perverted and foolish,
And made her anaemic and sore!
Tough love
She was randy, perverted and tough:
She liked sex to be painful and rough.
Bondage, torture, the works,
Were, to her, mere quirks,
Just so long as they stopped short of snuff!
Aversion therapy
All this mess might have well been averted,
Had not she first teased him and flirted,
But how could she know
That he’d mistreat her so,
In a manner depraved and perverted?