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Lisa told herself today was going to be better. She stepped up on the scale ...100.2 lbs. "Damn it", she thought to herself as she watched the scale lights blink. "That's up .3 from yesterday, it must have been that cookie". The lights blinking told her that her boyfriend was about to get an email from the scale her weight. She had to weigh herself every morning to see how the day goes. If she's up at all then it's a fasting day for her. Her daily routine of 3 mile jog,100 crunches, 100 each side oblique crunches and 10 minutes of planking, would still happen. What's worse is that she won't be allowed to sleep upstairs, since the scale read 3 digits. That's one of his many rules so therefore she will be required to sleep, locked with a time lock, in a dog cage. The basement had no heat, "Well at least but it wasn't winter anymore" she thought to herself.
At 5:am she read her boyfriend checklist for her exercises and after started the tripod mounted camera to record, he liked to watch her later, she began with her warm up a quiet 45 min yoga class video on her phone. After that Lisa started her stomach exercises that she could do silently so she wouldn't wake him up early. Today he added 100 hollow body rocks and 150 squats to her list. She knew she had a time limit so she got to work right away.
At 7:am after over an hour already of constant sweating she started her 3 mile jog. At 7:35 he got up and saw her "I'm hungry hurry up." He barked rubbing his large belly and went into the bathroom. She had 1 mile to go so she kicked it into high gear uping the speed to run the last mile. He came out of the bathroom gave her a hurry up motion looking at his non-existent watch and when into the living room to watch TV.
She finished at 7:45, 15 min earlier than her plan and after taking off her sneakers and socks Lisa rushed into the kitchen, still breathing heavy and dripping sweat from her cocave belly, to start making him breakfast of 5 eggs, 4 slices of French toast, 3 bacon strips, 2 sausages and half of honey-dew melon. During her cooking ordeal she saw him staring her in the doorway. "I saw you email girl." He said, "And you know that means you'll be empty today." She didn't answer right away hoping he'd move on. "Right!" he snapped. "Yes Sir." She said as she plated his food and set it on the table.
(To be continued)
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