Toying

Her wants were swept away by brusque demands;  
Her needs were subsumed to each lurid wish;  
He took her when he chose to. His commands  
Yielded her soft submission; he dismissed  
Her quiet pleas for usage; but would find  
Appealing machinations to abuse  
Her harshly with and hurt her - where's the crime?  
Since she was just his object - he'd recuse  
Himself from any judgement re: the whore,  
Who was his property and served his wants,  
While begging silently for even more  
And getting what's reserved for needy cunts.  
She looks back now and recollects that joy  
And craves the voice of sir: "Cum. Now, fuck toy!"