When we first met he stared at me intently.
It seemed harmless, I wanted him just as intensely.
What he did to me that night in his bed...
I hadnít expected... I ran from him, I fled.
Turned out he was much too rough,
And I was soft not made to be tough.
After that first night it didnít take him long to find me
Pursued, desired, I surrendered; let him bind me.
That turned out to be a terrible mistake,
Iíd have little dignity left after all he would take.
With me helpless he could have his way.
I was naked, bound and gagged, I had no say.
At this point I was actually excited.
If heíd been gentle I would have been delighted.
But it wasnít what I hoped it would be,
Great for him and good for me.
Instead he took me too far and much too hard,
He broke my trust and left me scarred.
I let him have me for years, will I recover?
The answer to that Iím yet to discover.