My ass is hot and striped, swollen and pulsing with pain and regret.
Don't get all excited.
There is nothing sexy about it.
I violated one of the few, standing rules.
I inadequately performed a task.
I lit the fuse of his anger,
an explosion looking for an excuse.
I opened the door to actions that were banned.
The punishment was delivered,
and I came face to face with the beast.
I never want to meet him again.
Now, a day later, I am shaken and in pain.
There are marks that show an animal was here.
I'm inclined to hide under the bed.
But we will make our way back.
Slowly, cautiously, rebuilding,
we will make our way back.