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But don't let her guess what the price tag will be for. Tonight, you will pay for your little friends indiscretion. Tomorrow, if you don't give in, well, you better start cooking, or you will be gone." She fell to her knees and began to cry. Keener just interrupted and said, "Um, my girlfriend is a little tired of this. I am going to punish you in a way that makes you weep. You have five minutes from the time of this violation to clean the house if you are going to keep your good behavior. Right now, you are simply a piece of shit. What was your name, Joyce Smith Streamate?" "Well, Joyce Smith Streamate" Cyrus thundered. He grabbed the hilt of the belt with one hand and gave her a Good-Bye before releasing the other. He grabbed her by the ankles and stretched her legs up to her point, attaching the legs to the ceiling with the chain that she was already wearing. He then pulled the chain till her ass was square, then he fastened the chain to the clips on her heels, opening her legs and pushing her ass into the air. He then proceeded to tie the other end of the chain to the bathroom plug. Then he turned the water off and walked out of the bathroom.

For the next hour, Joyce Smith Streamate, as he made his way into the house from the porch, kept on coming back as Joyce Smith Streamate sat and cried inside in her mind, imagining her daddy beating her and taking her away. She was terribly embarrassed. Now all Joyce Smith Streamate could think of was the punishment that would follow. He set the water off and took a shower. When he returned to the room, he found Joyce Smith Streamate in the same position she was in a half an hour earlier. She was at the edge of the bed, slightly nervous and ashamed. But what she didn't expect was for him to be here. Looking at the large wet spot on her skin, Joyce Smith Streamate could see that she had sent for someone. He quickly went to work on finding who was going to punish her. Eventually, he narrowed it down to her father, her mother and her stepfather. All of them were quite surprised that she had done such a thing. "Do you know what this means, Joyce Smith Streamate?" Joyce Smith Streamate asked quietly.

"Please, tell me daddy. I was so sorry. I will definitely do better. I was just, you know.. embarrassed." "Well, since you have been suspended from the society, I think that, frankly, something should be done about that." Keener broke the silence. "What do you think, Joyce Smith Streamate? Shall we, um, formalize this a little bit?" Joyce Smith Streamate shrugged. "I doubt that would be very helpful, Keener. I think, on its own, this will probably cause more trouble than it will solve." Keener nodded. "All right. Let's do it this way." She decided that she could handle the situation. "Ok. So, Joyce Smith Streamate, you know how the punishment for this is going to be." The older man stepped forward. "Do you know how many points of ingress and egress this way, baby? It's probably enough..