Like this one (for the girl on the left of the picture):It's a truly lovely picture, it makes me want to write a poem or story about it...
I should be shrieking,
yet with the shackles' grip
seizing my arms,
I feel so conquered, captive
that I only crave
to toss my head back
yield slave-kisses
to their sneering lips.
So sharply clinched,
my shoulders tight,
my ribs forced forwards,
tits proud prey,
I should be ashamed -
but no, my eager nipples spring
my soft flesh longs,
lifts, for their tiger teeth
to gnaw.
And in between my throbbing thighs
with each swing of my striding hips
my loin-rag teases.
I should be praying,
mercy on my maidenhood -
but all my warm and womb-wet woman flesh
cries "pierce me, pile-drive,
your pricks like iron nails,
impale me, ready for the rhino's horn!"