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12/12/2023 4:08 pm

What they didn't teach you in school !

"Time erasing!"
I'd left school early to get a job and I suspect I missed some valuable stuff.
Later in life my disadvantage from not finishing school would become apparebt.(spelling)
I would never be able to put my thoughts into words, or even paint, and maybe there was even bigger things I'd missed out on that I would never have any idea about.
I was permanently disadvantaged and I'd suffer abuse not knowing that the law could look out for me.
I'd started to scribble my notes for some reason , trying to put my thoughts into stone.
They often turned dirty though and my violent thoughts would find their way onto paper.
Even diagrams of what I'd do to my deserving victims.
Heinous things too, that involved them getting treatments the way I'd taken them.
It didn't take much for me to go back to class and be drawn out of it for a stint of detention or the smart stinging wrath of caning.
I remembered that I'd gone too far, always on the lookout for some new 'opportunity' to create havoc.
My misbehavior at home got me a 'short shift' and it was delivered to me on my own bed!
The teacher knew her stuff, on how to get the best out of a discipline session and I meekly took my pants down as instructed and prostrated myself, bending over the table and putting my hands out flat onto the table.
Now that I think about it she may have had some insight into how my home life was and she wanted her share of it too!
I'd started scribbling dirty things into my books too and it was really the work of a tormented mind.
I was being "educated" ready to take on my role in society.
The wheels would soon turn another direction and a girl with a reputation, (as a ball destroyer) soon found I was the perfect victim for psychological abuse and then physical castration.
Her 'thing' was knackering b*ys and rewarding their duress with her wicked and playful smile.
She had a sexiness about her too that drew in older guys looking to fuck her.
She loved to go camping trips with her older boy friends in their cars.
I became 'intoxingly' immersed in the role I'd been given and her threats were real but mollified by an emerging sexiness that strove to own my very being.
Maybe life wasn't meant to be fair, I thought.
What had been thrusted into my lap was not my doing.
It was now a game of wait anyway, and it oddly excited me thinking about what she'd do to my balls.
I chose a seat in class away and alone from my classmates where I could think and my boner could be painfully hard, and I'd started tying up my balls as I just loved the feel of ball pain.
I found it icreasingly arousing to go about my normal business with my balls tied up, pretentiously daring the world to take its issues out on them.
It did too and one student branded them with a tennis ball in a game of tag and went parading his joy at damaging another student.
Balls were suckers for punishment put there in place to maximize their fun.
A hot teacher had cornered me too on a field trip and asked me stuff. She viewed herself as tough but her toughness only made her cuter.
I had all this floating around in my head trying to decide which memories I'd keep and which to wipe!
I'd mentally designed the tool that would work in that way, and maybe I'd even go for a clean slate and invent a totally different 'upbringing'.
There'd be a pool and weekend bbq's, and a pet to get to know me.
Angelic things too, and the World could do me no wrong!
It amazed me how corrupt the World had become.
I'd found a book with promises to end all evil and a pit that could be opened to to dispose of it.
It portrayed grand visions and it captivated my creative side and I thought I could , should do something with it to build a new life.
A life with angelic gospel singers and wonderful spaces that held sounds in a heavenly way.
Yes in the new life I'd design it would be about music.
If you did music right too then the problems would all take care of themselves.
You'd have no need to work and do drudgery things.
You'd just ride that wave....and beautiful acquaintances (dressed in white) would show me new and wonderful things.