The poor chap, dragged to court and indicted,
Protested the girl had incited
The rooting, of which
She accused him, the bitch,
It ain’t rape, if you’re fucking invited!
Tag: rape
Natural justice
When he touched her, she felt herself tense,
The man’s cock was just bloody immense!
“Serves me right, though,” she thought,
“To have got myself caught,
Having sneaked in to pee in the Gents.”
Beneath her dignity
In mid-pee, the damn fellow intruded;
She found herself swiftly denuded,
Degraded, exposed,
She could scream she supposed,
But which dignity rather precluded.
Hindsight
Young and pretty, though rather short-sighted,
Next day she was less than delighted,
When told she’d been had
By her boyfriend, his dad,
And a couple of mates they’d invited!
The interpretation of dreams
Naked, soon to be raped, it would seem,
Her eyes fixed on the knife’s wicked gleam …
Then the blade at her throat,
And she screamed! On that note,
She woke, hot, drenched with sweat. Just a dream!
Gambit
Left hand under her dress, his right cupped
Round her breast. Such a shock! So abrupt!
His cock out of his pants …
The poor girl had no chance;
Rooted! Outwitted, routed, one-upped!
Puttana
Just a slut for the local ndrangheta,
But cause for a bloody vendetta!
She fucked the wrong guy,
Called it rape, (a big lie).
Death and violence just made her wetter!
One of life’s little mysteries
As she drank more her vision grew blearier.
Soon she got suddenly wearier.
Naked! How? When?
Who were all those strange men?
Though great fun, it could not have been eerier.
Pickup lines
Bored, she flagged down a ride in a pickup.
Her day though was in for a hiccup!
He turned down a track,
Threw her ass on the back,
Said “Git naked! This here’s a stick-up!
Blissful ignorance
Though he did, one must say, in all fairness,
It seems, make the most of her bareness…
Commit an offence…
In the fellow’s defence…
He did do so without her awareness.