He’s angry

but horny

I’m hunched down

waiting

elating

he clamps my nipple

an overwhelming ripple

I can’t see or touch

want to so much

he whacks me with a cane

such exquisite pain

he hasn’t said a word

my senses blurred

he takes me roughly

I come uncontrollably

he explodes violently

pushes me aside silently

I’m exhausted

sleep claims me