Ducans' recent thread Humiliating Moments inspired me to write this, though I just rediscovered a simply wonderful cornu poem posted recently by Barb. (Damn, it's sooooo good! Just what we expect from Barb.)
I've invested too much time in this work already to just toss it...and must move on. So here it is, warts and all....
The Cornu
From the time my cross was raised
And I was truly crucified
As I screamed and writhed in pain
The cornu solidly was there
Pressing hard against my back
Just above my grinding ass
Much like a cock it seems
Hard, rigid, made of wood
Fiendish in its simplicity
Reminding me, insistently:
Roxie, you can insert me up your ass
Or up your cunt will do just fine
I’m just here for your support
To help to ease your pain
As on the cross you hang
In relentless agony
So here I am…just let me in
Perhaps you’ll appreciate me then…
No! I won’t take you up my ass
And forget about my cunt!
Though crucified I am
I will preserve some dignity
Though the crowd is placing bets
On when I will take you in
So…entreat me all you can
Keep on poking at my back
You won’t penetrate this bitch!
I won’t do it! No! Goddamn!!!!
It was a man who put me here
Nailed naked to this cross
Exposed to the howling mob
Who scream and scream out loud
For you to fuck me deep and hard
But…I won’t give in to you or them
You’re a foul, disgusting thing
Placed just slightly out of reach
Do you expect of me to beg…
For your hard shaft inside of me
No! I’ll fight you all I can
I’ll push up and arch my body out
To relieve pain in tortured flesh
By constant repositioning
Twisting to the left and right
As I rub my skin to bloody raw
Flex one arm and then the next
When thighs fail to support
I’ll hang from my nailed wrists
‘Till skyward I return
No, no, no you foul prick!
I won’t insert your tip
Up my anus or my cunt
I’ll just hang all by myself
Endure this day and more
But I won’t debase myself
By sitting on your shaft
You ask too high a price
To ease any suffering
So keep your place just where you are
Ah, but this death is so bloody hard
My body demands of me relief
Though my mind says don’t give in
Save what little dignity you can
You’ll die all the sooner don’t you see
So…just endure the agony
Don’t seek his comforting…
I look down upon the crowd
And hear their babblings
She’ll take the cornu soon enough!
No, I won’t, I won’t, I won’t!
Quit staring up at naked me
I’ll not humiliate myself
By sitting on that horrid thing
Despite your clamoring
Though the pain is unrelenting
And ever so increasing
As I crave any small releasing
The cornu at my back reminds...
I haven’t left you Roxie, dear
Stretched between the cruel nails
I know it was put there just for me
To ease my suffering
If I only agree to let him in…
So, as fresh bolts of searing pain
Rage though my mind and frame
And as labored breathing becomes hard
Tortured woman that I am
I decide to let the bastard in…
So I push up and lower down
Position carefully…I feel your tip
Begin its solid penetration
But a thoughtful lover you are not
Your girth turns huge and I pull back
I know you’ll tear my flesh apart
If inserted too quickly up my ass
Or between swollen nether lips
Yet I know I can’t resist
My body demands I do it
The cornu is a patient thing
It has no mind, no reasoning
From its position on the cross
All women are just cunts
Waiting to be filled
So with a push and grunt
I rise above the fearsome shaft
Feel it positioned at my hole
And drop my weight upon the point
The pain explodes in me…….
The promises you made
Were not kept you foul prick!!!
You done nothing more for me
Than to increase my suffering
Yet I’m dependent on you now
I cannot but ride you endlessly
A cruel joke at my expense
I’ll last longer on the cross
As I fuck myself at ass and cunt
The cornu has made its point!
