You want this body? Take it.
Go on, ravage me, rape
me, defile me.
Take it.

Squeeze these tits
in your hands, lick my
nipples, bite my neck.
Grab my hair and hold
my head back as you fuck
me like the manly jackhammer
you are with your giant
cock. Prove to me that you're
bigger
and stronger
than little ol' girly me.
Show me how one hand fits
so neatly
around my neck if the
other wasn't pinning my wrists
over my head
I'd wave a white flag of surrender,
you burly sack of muscles, you.

It's a wonder women don't throw themselves
at your feet all day long.
In their absence and
since you have me on my knees already ...

Go on, take me.

I'm sure I was asking for it
in the way I leaned on
the bar, the way
my jeans clung to my ass.
I was. I know it.
I left the house this morning hoping
just you would come along
to throw me down on broken glass
and half dried puddles of piss
in some back
alley and fuck me knowing
all the time no means
yes and this is just how I
like it, bleeding and gasping
for breath while you
struggle to keep it up.
Which is of course my fault
for not crying and begging.

So go on you dickless
closeted
shit eating
puppy kicking
spineless motherfucker.

Take me.

But don't worry.
I'll be coming back for you later.