Acceptance

I stare out at the window, as he fucks
My cunt first, then my ass: he takes his time;
My knees pressed to the sofa, he corrupts
My every sense of self; is it a crime
For him to exploit innocence like this?
He fills me quite as deeply as his prick
Can reach, until he is balls-deep in bliss;
And he records each moment; my sex slick
With him accepts intrusion;  when my rear
Is roughly penetrated, without poise,
I blink my eyes: this lets a little tear
Be flicked away; his ball gag holds my noise
Until he's ready for the sweet encore:
My mouth so knows what 'daddy' has in store.