Me and my mates love to gang rape.   We force girls to become such dykes.   We force butch lesbos to go straight   and lose their ridiculous spikes.   Who cares if they are jail bait   or if they cream or we cum late?   Oh, they will scream from our weight.   We subject them to our likes   to the point drinks needn't be spiked.   Tied, gagged...like a pig on a plate.      Yes, you little girls we will hitch.   Our plans go without a glitch   like a finger aimed at a switch.   Who goes first? - doesn't matter which.      You flaunt with swagger.   A cock-worthy shagger.   A rape-worthy slapper.      You rapetastic bitch.   You rapetastic whore.   Don't try to even twitch.   Don't dare to ever snitch.      Or your eyes I will stitch.      I don't care how small your holes are. I will fill.   Throughout this process, you will remain still.   You will tickle my fancy like a quill.   I will succeed in making your voice trill.      Forcing myself onto a girl who I have never met before   can be such a delightful thrill,   watching her sweat from every pore.   Shagging her until she is ill   or until her pussy is sore.   Seeing her chill from my white spill   makes me feel proper hardcore.   Swinging her like a damn windmill   to the extent my dick will tore.      You rapetastic bitch.   You rapetastic whore.   You will scratch my itch.   Your crying is rich.      Your screaming is kitsch.      Dance as we pretend to pay you with a bill.   Our saliva and urine you'll swill.   You will consume our liquids with skill.      I have a grudge to grind with you   so my knife can do all the grind.   We don't give in to pleas, like please.   You will accept your fate with ease.   Your bodies will endure my pain.   To get pleasure, this is the gain.   Stop behaving like a strip tease.   Fall on your knees, accept the sleaze.   Don't be a newb', now shave your pube.   Push cubes in your hole with the tube.   It makes for smooth penetration   and heals your menstruation.      I fist-fucked your pregnant mother   just so I can see you suffer.   I mutilated the fetus.   That's what you get when you cheat us.   I will carve my name in your chest   then you will scream my name, behest.      You are not exempt from our contempt.      You rapetastic slut.   You rape-worthy cunt.   I may be a runt but my dick is not blunt.   A shameful foot-wank.   A body that's rank.   My words may be blunt but you are a cunt.   If I was a pirate, you would walk the plank.      You will finger all of your friends until   my erection makes me want to instill.   All of my fantasies you will fulfill.      Your body is hot like a grill.   You'll absorb the burn of my drill.   My cock is a gun set to kill.   Each bullet penetrates, you shrill.   My grip tightens, your life's down hill.   Your hope for victory is nill.   For your life, you have lost the will.   I've become the Jack to your Jill.      You rapetastic bitch.   You rapetastic slag.   When we are past fever pitch,   you will be left in a ditch.      I inject your mouth with botox   so that you can swallow each pill.   For anal, I feed you poppers.   It helps to widen your buttocks.   I am not telling you whoppers.   My cock's the one with the bollocks.   Do not try to chop my sausage.   That does not make for wise knowledge.      As we smoke grass, don't let things come to pass.   This is the meaning of metal up your ass.   I pummel your ass like a coffee mill.   Look at her eyes gyrate with fear. Brill!   Later, orgasms and laughter galore.   However, we all expect an encore.      Making your best friend lick you out,   just knowing it will make you shout.   We're filming you using dildos,   especially double-ended.   How and where this will lead, who knows?   but it is certainly splendid.   We'll put the films up on YouTube   like the parts where you're using lube.   Threatening you to kiss our warts   before you do some watersports.   Stick this blade to her snatch.   There is no catch, just trim her trout.   Get past the jizz and chew her out. Eat her snizz, you're a perfect match.   We won't put you in body bags. You're only our punching bags.      You rape-worthy bitch.   You rapetastic whore.   All this blood and goo will amount to gore.   I will never tire and you will never bore.   You rapetastic bitch.   You rape-worthy slut.   Like captive syndrome, you will beg for more.   I am free to roam, I will never ignore.      Seeing you slags become such fags   makes us neglect reading porn mags.   We have iron rods hanging loose.   Each of your holes are a soft noose.   But do fret, we are not done yet.   We will make you pregnant, you bet.   Raping you beats fucking old hags. An older lady lags and nags.      If you survive all the trauma, the thought of you trying to kill   yourself than me makes my heart grow overwhelmingly warmer.   You can never sue me, I'll fight you with a lawyer.   I'll bribe you with a lawyer, if you can't beat them   then all you got to do is join them.   You will never mock the jock, you will be the laughing stock.   You will be lucky if you're not knocked behind a prison door lock.      Your human rights were contaminated.   The legal fights were complicated.   You're officially lesbianated.      You rapetastic skank.   A shameless tit-wank.   You start off as a hetero and end as a fanny fag.   You got what you deserved.   Vengeance is not reserved.   You learn to love the pain as you become insane.   You grow a libido and beg for a shag.      You can't ignore what your body wore.   The only way to face your fears   is to subject yourself to what   will haunt you for years and years.