Feisty girl… pretty, plenty of sauce.
And he wanted to fuck her, of course.
If she played hard to get,
As she might, well, no sweat…
He’d resort to a little brute force.
Tag: rape
Undeterred
Drunk and dizzy, her vision was blurred…
She said no, but it came out all slurred…
Well, he should still have known,
From her screaming alone…
But perhaps he might just not have heard.
Forgive and forget
She’d said yes, was his honest belief,
But she hadn’t, it seemed, to his grief.
Would she now cry Me Too,
Over one little screw?
“Never mind,” she said… Blessed relief!
Hussy
He was tried for rape, true, but acquitted.
He’d fucked ev’ry hole where it fitted…
Twice three times in some,
(Mostly pussy and bum),
But she’d liked it, the hussy admitted!
Trespass
Mister Reginald Brown was indicted
For having got overexcited,
By watching undress
Miss X (withheld address),
And for fucking her then, uninvited.
Reprehensible
What he did was a bit indefensible…
Sort of, like, incomprehensible…
Worse, had he not,
(And he almost forgot),
Used a condom, of course, which was sensible.
In for a penny
“I’ve been raped!” she thought, somewhat astounded…
Which wasn’t as bad as it sounded…
So handsome, so strong…
God almighty! How long
Since her pussy was properly pounded!
Near things
Though she’s had a few narrow escapes…
Pussy-grabbling, bum-pats, near-rapes…
Just by sheer, dumb luck,
Still no actual fuck…
Though that might just have been sour grapes.
The back story
His toe tickling her cunt as he paints,
Her face blissful, she comes… and she faints!
“What a stroke of good luck!”
He thinks, grabbing a fuck…
“She’ll do nicely for one of the saints.”
Shock therapy
Pounded, mauled, tits and cunt bruised and battered,
Dishevelled, distracted, wits scattered,
She lay taking stock…
“Gosh!” she thought. “What a shock!
But he’d fucked her though. That’s all that mattered!