I was right where she wanted me to be,
At her feet begging for forgiveness,
I was hoping she would pick up one of the rulers and punish me in front of everyone,
But it is still seven am,
One by one scrambling my brain trying to collect every ruler in a timely fashion,
It seemed as if I had entered a time lapse where there was never ending splinters,
The boomerang affect,
Knees shaking against the cold floor,
Water trickling through my bottom doors,
I can still smell the wood burning from tearing ass all night,
Every time I burn sandalwood I will be right here where I belong damn near sucking the leather off her ankles,
With my ass facing towards the sun,
Reddsih circles clouding areas on my ass and thighs,
I can feel the ground shaking as my mind climbs and intertwine with reality and fantasy,
The fight for witch one will win,
Finally all done cleaning up my sadistic mind,
I fold her briefcase slowly and carefully,
She dragged me by the hair into the bathroom and slammed my face on the door,
Then whispered in my ear every type of dirty whore,
She broke open her briefcase with one kick,
She had me assume position while began to tape five rulers together to make it nice and thick,
Every hair bump across my body began to arise,
These small blonde hairs where having a conversation I wasn't apart of,
I had plans to be apart of something greater,
Something kinkier,
Something...stronger than the wasted plans of reality,
She rubbed the tip of the rulers against my lips smearing my lipstick,
I kissed it in my attempt to show her my appreciation,
I placed my head back between my legs and took slow deep breaths,
I could hear the strong winds coming between each strike,
One after the other,
The sting from each ruler became more and more intense,
She grabbed me by the hair again to have me look her straight in the eye,
She kicked one shoe all the way across the room and planted her toes in my mouth one at a time until all five were stretching my mouth wide,
Her hand reached down to hold my nose,
My eyes began to water from the lack of air breathing through my tunnels,
After a few Mississippi's she let me go forcing my face back to the ground where I belonged,
As I was beginning to drown in a pool of my own saliva I peeked my head up for a few seconds,
I could see three different eye balls scanning the bottom of the bathroom door,
Excited eyes to see what was going on,
She stole all the fun with her seven AM fuck me pumps.
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