I was pillared in Ipswich & arr...

I was pillared in Ipswich & arrived here Saturday coffined, airless, sucking saltlick servicemen handled me passed me not on like football, down a rumbling chute fondl by dint of a mumbling brute, I was tortured in Warwick & hands torn opposite treadled underfoot yet handless, dairymaids pinched my teats, swung metal bucket fuck by dint of all I remember are yellowish estimates I was chided mercilessly also in Warwick tricked through a harelip sewed shut my opening & opiated forced to perform daily in