The Financial Analyst

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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