Touched While Restrained

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Swiftly, firmly pressed against a wall
Hands forced up, no control
Cold, hard steel clicking in place
Movement prevented, amusement on his face

Struggling, trying to get free
With no luck he laughs at me
Moving closer, knife in hand
A sharp blade pressed against my skin

Quickly sucking, slurping my neck
Running the blade across my chest
The ripping and shredding of fabric is heard
My breasts exposed to this perv.

Rough, course hands grip my breasts
Squeezing tightly against my wish
Rubbing, pinching my nipples hard
Biting and sucking until they're sore

Shrieking, begging for him to stop
He looks up and grabs his cock
Fearful of what may come next
As I stand there half dressed

He moves his body up against mine
Tilting my head to meet his eyes
Tears start streaming down my face
Makeup smeared all over the place

He holds the knife so I can see
Quietly he whispers to me
"Be a good girl or you will pay"
As he plays with the sharp blade

The blade now hot from his grip
Travels down towards my hips
A shudder runs through my spine
Violently shaking as I start to wine

Reaching for the top of my shorts
Unhooking the buttons, making short of his work
Moaning in protest, he starts to rub
Making his way under my thong

Scratching, his nails against my clit
Involuntarily moving against his wrist
Wondering when he might be through
He's just getting started, wish it was untrue

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erectus123erectus123almost 11 years ago
well done-maxed

rapes are unpleasant in reality, only pleasing the rapist; however in fantasy or retell of an actual event they can be quite erotic to a vicarious reader. Gang rape in particular has its erotic elements of public depersonalization, so much so that the term is often used when multiple sex penetrators are consented to. The poem ends on a high note of tension leaving readers interest unresolved, why? Perhaps due to literotic's usual refusal to publish erotic rape poems? Last four word seem to predict an unpleasant resolution by moving from present participle to present tense.

technical comments: minor typo, wine=whine; I'd prefer "half undressed" to "half dressed" ;"making short of his work" could be deleted as breaks continuity and distracts; I'd prefer "I moan in protest," although its obvious who is moaning but to eliminated the idea that moan is one of pleasure by rapist;"he starts to rub

Making his way under my thong" is confusing, you'd assume he rubs after he is under thong, also you might say, "he penetrates" my thong.

In any event ignore hyper-critical comments, you have done well.

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