Game

A group of guys that I trusted a lot,
get me a little tipsy at a gathering
Party is otherwise boring party so they convince me to play
"Who is touching you?" game, rules kept at bay

already blindfolded with my hands tied around my back
The rule announced, each man will take turns "touching"
kissing, groping, stripping...as far as they want to go
and I must guess who it is while blindfolded and violated.

If I guess correctly, they must stop immediately,
and pass me to the next person for his turn
If I guess incorrectly, they get to continue
until they cum, however they want to use me to get off.

Violated and abused, I try to guess
But it's hard to focus, in this distress
They pass me around, like a toy
Each one taking their turn, to destroy

My body, my soul, in this sick display
Of betrayal and lust, I can't get away
From the men I once trusted, now turned cruel
As they use me, to satisfy their fuel

The party is long, filled with shame
As every man I know, joins in the game
violent blowjob, forced tit fuck and holes filled
They all have used me for their thrill.