His menacing thrusts gave me more pain than pleasure.
Relentless, he lunges on despite my alarmed dissent.
My hands dug into his back in feeble protests,
as his thrusts grew wilder, as tho punishing.
My voice gagged, the hands clamped on my mouth powerful.
I let my mind wander off,
to reminisce on my staged allure.
The lone alley, that was leading to ruin,
The drabs of clothing concealing less than supposed.
My intentions oblivious,
as from untamed bushes he came ....enticed,
lust undisguised as his menacing grin.
Impatient gestures turned my clothing to shreds,
his penetrations followed by pretentious sobs.
My mind at ease, as I marked another carrier of my deadly disease.

Substitution.
© Calli.