stating the obvious

as a frail middleschooler i remember being frequently harassed and bullied by kids bigger and stronger than me. many times i was the target of packs of girls who delighted in "scrubbing" me with lipstick and writing sadistic epithets all over my face. of course it didn't help that my Mom insisted that i look like a "poster child for nerd abuse". She insisted that i dress like a dork with "high water" pants and that i carry a briefcase to classes. i cannot tell you the times that i ended up in the trashcan or my head in the toilet after an unannounced beatdown from female and male bullies alike.

my Mistress many times takes me back to those painful memories which have become so ingrained in my subconscious that they are fodder for fetish fantasies. last night She kept me firmly under Her sneaks all night long and then humiliated and poked fun at me by writing and drawing all over my face. i don't know why, but it was healing for me. frequently, i had to duck Her lethal rights and lefts. one of Her favorite sayings when dealing with me is, "you're flinching again fishpaste." "stop flinching or i'll give You something to truly flinch about." With that She balls up Her fist, takes a fighter's stance and in slow-mo launches a powerful and perfectly placed lethal, eye bruising punch into my right eye. of course, my face is also a roadmap from the pokes, indentations and scratches She leaves all over my countenance from Her sharp nails. yet,regardless of the pain, punishment and ridicule i undergo for Her sadistic urges, i also feel the affection and appreciate so much the attention that She so willingly gives.