Cook the Cupcake - Cretin

I’m woken with a piss shower

In their filthy shack

I can’t remember how they got me

Or why I’m tied down on my back

Three cretins hold me hostage

And make me play their games

The leader has a tiny head

And rapes me everyday

His friend is missing all his teeth

And covers me in drool

The small one makes me eat his shit

And dances as I do

They like to hear me beg and plead

They taunt me with their nonsense speech

They leave sometimes—I don’t know where

The doorknob’s just beyond my reach

We play a game called «Cook the Cupcake»

Where I hold food in my ass

They kick me and it pops right out

Junior eats it very fast

Toothless scares me with a knife

Then beats my ear and I pass out

I softly dream of pleasant things

But wake with cock inside my mouth

Then one day they let me go

I stumble out the door

I run for miles but realize that

They’re really after more

They chase me till I fall into

A pit they’ve dug for me

Then they play «Salty Rain»

And ejaculate on me