Chesire Cat

Do you have a girlfriend?
She whispers in my ear
Red lipstick lips seducing
I shake my head.
No, not since...
I don't know if you want to hear this...
try me, she murmurs

Back in Holland...
I begin, catching her eye
I was at a party at a farm...
outside, clearing my head,
perhaps a cigarette in my lips

They came at me
two, three boys
and a girl
laughing
I laughed back,
stoned as fuck.
The grabbed me,
slamming me against
the rusty shed wall.

From her mouth
spewed forth
a deluge of sexual abuse
You are a slut
you are begging for us
to pierce your holes
to take you in the arse
to leave you bloated
with our cum

I, caught halfway through a laugh,
started screaming
filthy hand
over my mouth
choking
She unbuttoned my shirt
they held my arms

her tongue across my body
a snake sucking away my soul
pants down
revealing my flaccid penis
igniting the vomit
of her words
all over again

Jerking in their grasp
sick, sick, sick, sick, sick
after she finished
I thought it was over
slumped in their arms
like a child

then he started
his thick, hard shaft
slamming into
the tight hole of my arse
A scream erupted
from my throat
jerking forward
a startled horse

again and again and again
and again and again
he thrust
into me

I don't know how long
it lasted
I had been ejaculated
from my body
left to hover
in third person
an unwanted dribble of cum
unable to scream
unable to give up
watching watching

They left

alone
for hours
and no-one came

Sometime, during my story
I had fallen to my knees
and I looked up,
searching for your face
but you had disappeared
leaving only the warmth of your breath
and the ghost
of your red lipstick smile
hanging in the air