The Financial Analyst
Posted By yumado on November 21, 2009
My hands bound,
I await my punishment.
All dressed in black,
My jailer, my judge has arrived.
Whimpering with fear,
A spike of adrenaline,
I look at those eyes,
Seeing anger and pain.
I laugh at the irony.
She strikes me down and whips me.
Telling me I’ve been bad.














































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