Vile Defloration
An innocent soul. A creature of pure beauty
She stood there vulnerable and alone
Delicate in nature, a target a prey
Her fragrance so powerful
In the still of the night
Her naiveté has gotten the best of her
She’s being watched and fucking stalked

His intentions are sordid
Abhorrent and reprehensible
Peeking through the veil of the shadows
He pursues his prey, this rush of power
Fills him with pent up excitement
What he wouldn’t give for just one taste
She’s intoxicated in her short dress and heels
Flirtatious in nature,the dialogue misconstrued
The promise of more rose inside him
As he contemplates
Rape fills his mind, High priest of Depravity
A quiet rage brews, she will be his
Her body, her mind
Pursued through the darkened corridors
Of his fouled consciousness
Her anxiety rapidly rising
Heart palpitating faster
Fear for her safety has escalated
A blackened callous heart
A creature of vile design
He stands there perfectly dead inside
Void of all humane emotions
He picks up the pace
Hot on her tail as she flees
The hunt is arousing
He wants her on her hands and knees
Hand grabs her silky hair
Her scent a blessing from the gods
He shoves her to the step, his bulge it throbs
Hands trailing up her thigh as he pins her down
There is only one thing on his perverted mind
He wants to deflower
And rape her of her virginity
Depraved stalker,calculated with purpose

Cold are his efforts
It’s happened more than once
Continually molested in her perpetual hell
Her soft underwear, familiar as when he wore it
A sick and twisted fuck
Clinically insane as he chokes her out
Consciousness shall fade
She struggles to scream out “Fuck you Daddy!”