“I must say, this is rather depressing,”
She said, getting on with undressing.
“You can, and you will
Fuck me, maybe, but still,
Your small dick is some sort of a blessing!”
Tag: rape
Slumming
“Well,” she thought. “He may be just a peasant,
And yet… this is far from unpleasant!
So… best on the whole,
To just not tell a soul,
And get on with this rape, for the present!”
Driven
It’s not much in the way of apology…
Claiming it’s only biology…
Man needs to mate…
But why couldn’t he wait?
It was rape… Fuck his fucking psychology!
Rude awakening
She recalled feeling suddenly dizzy,
And, waking, flew into a tizzy!
Stark naked!… It seemed,
While she’d blissfuly dreamed,
The damn rotter had been rather busy!
Fate worse than death
Dressed up nice for the dance, her first date…
Had a few drinks… some more… whoops! Too late!
Out the back, throwing up…
Part of just growing up…
Being rooted like that… it’s just fate.
Opportunity cost
Slender, perfect! He watched as she showered…
So easily grabbed, overpowered…
She wished that he would…
Just jump in, fuck her good…
But he wouldn’t, she knew… fucking coward!
If only
If he’d known that she loved him so madly,
It wouldn’t have turned out so sadly…
The rope, her distress…
When she would have said yes,
And have given herself to him gladly!
The virgin’s prayer
It was sort of rape, not that she cares…
He just took her a bit unawares.
Though she struggled and screamed,
It was just as she’d dreamed,
Like the answer to all of her prayers!
Conscience
It was certainly rather unkind
The poor girl being deaf, mute and blind,
To have fucked her like that!
I mean… what kind of rat… ?
Though she’d seemed not to very much mind.
Ambivalence
Not as if it was of her own choosing…
Both thrilling and shameful! Confusing.
Of course, not much fun,
But no great harm was done…
Wounded pride, her torn panties, some bruising.