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Tales of Discipline
(Emily Sinclaire)

Returning home from their vacation, Paige and Ryan Harris carried their luggage into the house where they were immediately greeted by the young woman they hired to take care of the place and their five dogs.

"Welcome back," Renee said. "Hope you had a good time."

"It was the most relaxing vacation we've ever taken," Paige replied. "Everything go well on the home front?"

"Yes Ma'am. I followed your instructions and although the dogs walked me more than I did them, they were great," Renee said as a large, tan and black cane corso walked in from the kitchen. "Hey there Bandit," she said, rubbing the dog between the ears. "So, I really hate to run, but I have another job Sunday that I need to get ready for so..."

"Right, your payment. Before we get to that there's something you need to see," Ryan said as the front door swung closed behind him. "Please take a seat."

"Um, what's going on?"

"Please take a seat and all will become abundantly clear."

Confused, Renee sat on the couch and watched Ryan turn the TV on, hook up his laptop and then click through some websites until finding what he was looking for. Staring at herself, she inhaled sharply. "W-What is this?"

"This is now," Ryan said, waving for the cameras hidden throughout the living room. A moment later the scene changed. "And this is you snooping through our bedroom, going through my wife's jewelry box and then pocketing several pieces. And this is you walking out, coming down the hallway, entering the living room, putting your shoes on and then leaving with said jewelry."

"I... you can't record me without my knowledge!"

"That's your argument for robbing us?" Paige asked, brow raised. "And for the record, we absolutely can record you without permission. This is a one-party consent state and we have no legal obligation to inform you there are cameras in every room in the house save the bathrooms which would be illegal. Well, all bathrooms save the one in the play room you decided to use on seventeen separate occasions."

"And then there's the money you stole from the lockbox," Ryan said.

"I'm sorry! I... I'll bring it all back."

"Yes, you will, but not yet. We've discussed it and We've decided to give you two options. One, as an officer of the law I can arrest you, take you to court, use the videos as evidence sending you to prison for up to twelve years and ruining your life, or you may accept being disciplined by the offended parties ??" that would be us, every weekend for the next year. After returning our property, of course. You have five minutes to choose."

"D-Discipline me how?"

"We're offering you a way out of a decade or more in prison and a ruined life. Does it really matter?" Paige asked.

"Yes, yes it does. I've seen your play room. I know what you have in there and a lot of it scares the hell out of me."