Poem

Such a lot of depravity in so few words. And why not
try a story in verse? (mf-teens, inc, nc, 1st)

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A cautionary tale...

Winter, wet night, cold rain on dead leaves
Storm water gurgling from gutters and eaves.
Young girl leaves party; a row has ensued
With young man as target, an ongoing feud.

Dressed to impress him, her bosom exposed
To the wind and the sleet. Her young man proposed
They withdraw to his bedroom, (just as she intended),
And make love in private but he had pretended.

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Now, as she stands naked, her white skin aglow
In the flickering nightlights hes kindled below,
She sees on a shelf, partly hidden, the thrust
Of a video camera. Hes broken her trust.

Through tears of her hubris she weeps as he pleads
That just a few pictures are all that he needs
To satisfy creditors, pay off his debt.
Her pride, like her thighs, splashed all over the net.

The young man is desperate - lures her with stealth
To swallow her principles: offers her wealth.
But nothing will sway her. She trembles, dismayed
At the depth of his calumny, lost and betrayed.

The language grows violent. The man will not take
The girls No for an answer. Threatens to make
An example of her that shell never forget;
Through rape hell procure her: a virgin as yet.

The girl senses danger; tries make him see reason
But he will not listen. It isnt the season
To worship and honour the girl of his dreams.
His creditors arent sympathetic, it seems.

The young man advances; she timidly cowers
As under the all-seeing lens he deflowers
And soils her beauty. Nothing now matters;
Her privacy, dignity, rendered in tatters.

Violence over, the young man pretends
It was only a laugh, tries to make her amends
But young girl is desolate, dignity crumpled,
Like the sheets on the bed, irretrievably rumpled.

As her shock turns to anger, her self-preservation
Changes to anger and loud condemnation.
On leaving the bedroom she vents all her fury
Upon him in public: shes both judge and jury.

Too late she remembers her friends imputation:
This wretched young man has a bad reputation.
Too late. And so few of them stay sympathetic
As out in the darkness she stumbles, pathetic.

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Back home, at her mothers, shes always pretended
The party had gone just as she had intended.
But, thanks to her lover, the young ladys pubes
Are paraded across the worlds cathode ray tubes.

Depression, that winter, destroyed her good health
While young man sold images, boosted his wealth.
She cannot forget him, nor yet court another -
With blackmail he bullies her: young mans her brother.

end

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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