She, in retrospect, must have been blind,
Not to see that he’d be so unkind…
To resort to brute force!
Sort of rape… well of course…
But quite fun, of a curious kind.
Tag: rape
Rough round the edges
She’d said no, but he paid her no heed…
He was rough, though she said “There’s no need”…
When he tore off her dress,
She said “Look, it’s not yes,
But calm down, and by all means, proceed!”
Expediency
Though she knew that to root him was wrong…
Though she fought, he was simply too strong…
She was already nude.
She was gonna be screwed,
Which resistance would only prolong.
In the heat of battle
Musket-fire, the deafening blast
Of the cannons. She’s tied to the mast,
Pirates swarming all round…
She’ll be raped… maybe drowned…
But raped first, she opined… if he’s fast!
Putting him in his place
“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!”
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!