Tied up, naked, his plaything, enslaved…
“Gosh!” she thought. “The damn fellow’s depraved!”
She’d be raped, it seemed… Great!
But, she mused, from which fate
She’d not mind, frankly, not being saved.
Tag: rape
Taint
At the sight of his penis she fainted.
Poor girl, they were barely acquainted!
He hitched up her dress,
Fucked her nevertheless…
Reputation forevermore tainted.
Front row seat
He would fuck her, he swore… would he dare?
Naked, tied to a rickety chair…
He continued to shout,
His cock bobbing about,
At which (strange) it was hard not to stare!
Coup de foudre
Though he’d raped her… well, fucked her by force,
God! The fellow was hung like a horse!
Her cunt never the same…
Near drowned when he came…
Would she do it again? Yes! Of course!
Fatalism
“Wanna root?” one boy says, and she nods.
Would they let her go? What are the odds?
Get it over and done with,
Be theirs to have fun with,
Switch off till they’ve all shot their wads.
Foul play
As he plunged in, she let out a howl…
“Fucking bastard!” she cried, with a scowl.
“I’m so fucking offended…
You plainly intended
To fuck me by fair means or foul!”
Conquest
The dust settled, the swordplay and shooting,
The victors got on with the looting…
When that too was done,
It was time for some fun…
Eating, drinking, some serious rooting!
Red rag
He’d been rough… fucking rough, no dispute…
Was it rape? Well, the question was moot…
It was more of a dare…
She’d said “See if I care…
Do your worst, you big, dumb, fucking brute!”
Vlad
“Oh God! Get it away, please!” she wailed.
She crossed her legs, pleaded, but failed…
“God save me!” she prayed,
But soon, naked, legs splayed,
She’d been thoroughly, thickly impaled!
Inconclusive
Is her body his, wholly, exclusive?
He rapes her… he’s selfish, abusive…
Can love cause such pain?
Is to love him insane?
Sleepless, fretful, the answers elusive.