Fall on your hands, drink some more wine
Open your legs
Take some more shots, take off your clothes
Stay on the bed
Take some more  lines, drag yourself up
Lay down your head
Keep your hands down, open your legs
Innocence lost.

She begs him to stop
Her throat raw and aching
She scratches at his face
Her strength rapidly fading

The realisation is sudden
It hits her painfully enhanced
All control is lost
He's the one in command

She automatically retreats
Into the back recesses of her subconsciousness
Her body is no longer hers
She trusted the wrong man and this is the consequence

Dear ******,
I made this lovely coffin
Lined with beautiful red satin
I crafted it perfectly
Handmade especially for you
I know you didn't ask for it
But neither did I
So what do you say,
Fancy a nap?