RAVAGED IN  DARKNESS

The dark of night was unclean, wickedness covering my body as I lay in the nude. The uncertainty of sexual pleasure or pain was consuming my mind, that this barbarous demon will soon ravish me from behind.  
 
I feel the ropes on my limbs get tight, seduced by the dark of night. I feel a chill come over me before the warm oil, my blood starts to boil. It feels like twenty hands rubbing me into submission, as I feel paralyses before penetration.  
 
I want to yell, stop you demon from hell. I feel the trust go faster and deeper, exciting the midnight creeper. I whimper for him not to kill me, I say in the darkness I couldn't see. He pulls at hair and I feel his breath, I'm two strokes from death.  
 
I must of passed out from fear, my hands untied as I shed a tear. I'm thankful my life was spared, I'm told by the police other women weren't as lucky they shared. I was ravaged in the darkness, confused by the act of kindness. I start to cry, just happy I didn't die.