Relax, my pet said the spider to the fly.
He grabbed her after school as she happened by.
naked she sits, too scared to even cry.
A cuff on legs and arms, a rag over the eyes.
Knees bent back, legs spread obscene.
The spider peers at what is between.
Tender pink folds; a dark hole below,
it's time to deflower this little teen.
Naked comes the fly, his weapon like hardened steel,
A scream, a wail, a burning pain she does feel.
Thrusting, lunging, no mercy to be found,
the spider ravishes the fly as eagerly he does pound.
The venom builds inside his veins,
As poor fly on the floor weeps and strains.
He fills her void with vile seed, nothing to restrain.
tears from her eyes tell the story of her pain.
Relax, my pet said the spider to the fly,
I will return at dawn, once again to make you cry.
Fly weeps and wails as in darkness she is closed.
Bound naked she lies in crude repose.
Relax, my pet rings in fly's ears.
she sobs and sobs, oh the bitter tears.
