Each thrust was deeper than the last
And it hurt 
Literally ripping my flesh

I could barely breathe
Coz that was not me
Rear entry
But that's what he desired
And I complied, unwillingly

All of you is mine now
Every crevice and every curve
He hoarsely whispered in my ears 
His hands fisted and tangled in my hair

My eyes blurred with tears
As I watched the crowd below the window 
A knock on the door 
We collected ourselves
Putting up the charade of taking notes
For the upcoming meeting 

As his wife entered
I hobbled out of his chamber
With a throbbing pain in my rear.
©LR