A pacifier

Jasmine smirked as she reached into the cabinet and grabbed the pink pacifier she had spotted inside. She stuck the pacifier in Cynthia’s mouth. Cynthia’s eyes widened in embarrassment and horror at the juvenile instrument shoved in her mouth.

“Now,” Margaret said. “Since Jasmine punished you, Jasmine gets to decide your corner time.”

Jasmine smiled. “Well sweetie, since you were so disobedient, I think some good time spent will be good for you,” she said. “Your friends should be arriving in an hour or so. Let’s make your corner time 2 hours.”

Cynthia’s eyes widened. Jasmine was guaranteeing she would be seen like this. Margaret smiled as Cynthia was led down to the corner by the front door next to the window. Jasmine positioned Cynthia so that she peered out the window giving a great view of the half naked diapered woman with a pacifier in her mouth.

“Now don’t move or it may be extended longer,” Jasmine said.

Cynthia stood there sucking the pacifier helplessly as she waited.