Some Quoom pics that Top-Cat posted excited this girl enough to weave a poem round them 
Wild woodland piglet,
prey captured, pinioned,
bitter ropes bind me,
biting my bare arms,
breasts lift, I can’t hide.
Dark eyes defiant, now dreading,
I’m sweat-stained, still stinking,
pig-hot from the hunting,
my shirt shredded, skin sore,
my throat’s dry, thirst gasping,
their cold eyes drink in me.
Strong thighs tight-muscled,
taut from the terror-trek,
feel their tough fingers
touching to take me.
Rough ropes grip ankles,
cruel knots shoot pain-shocks,
legs tremble, tensing,
my torturers sensing
my terror, displayed.
Soon, stripped and scourge-striped
she-savage, I’ll suffer,
stretched wide and crucified,
wood-piglet’s slaughter,
a forest-girl’s fate!
Wild woodland piglet,
prey captured, pinioned,
bitter ropes bind me,
biting my bare arms,
breasts lift, I can’t hide.
Dark eyes defiant, now dreading,
I’m sweat-stained, still stinking,
pig-hot from the hunting,
my shirt shredded, skin sore,
my throat’s dry, thirst gasping,
their cold eyes drink in me.
Strong thighs tight-muscled,
taut from the terror-trek,
feel their tough fingers
touching to take me.
Rough ropes grip ankles,
cruel knots shoot pain-shocks,
legs tremble, tensing,
my torturers sensing
my terror, displayed.
Soon, stripped and scourge-striped
she-savage, I’ll suffer,
stretched wide and crucified,
wood-piglet’s slaughter,
a forest-girl’s fate!
