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You return home to your sister is naked waxed and her hair is a tacky red bouffant. They are clearing out everything in your sisters room, and putting them in trash bags and boxes. Your sister is much slower than your mother. You stroll in with your packages, and immediately your mother takes them from you. Your sister is dressed up in the hobble dress, a posture collar, and a multipurpose gag. She attaches the cupholder and places her cup on it.

"It better not spill she snaps," as she continues to bag up all my sisters worldly possessions. "John please set up the bed for me," she asked with tired politeness.

"Sure Mom," your reply as you set up the bed restraints. After a days work the room is stripped bare except for the things you bought and some furniture. Exhausted your mother picks up her glass and takes a drink.

"I'm proud of you John, and I'm so sorry you had such a lousy day," she apologized. Then slapped your sisters face with great effort. Dana squealed in pain.

"I know, but I have to ask you," he hesitated. "Do you still have a mensural cycle?"

"Yes," she says confused. Then realizes she is going to be inspected.

I'm ready when you are. Sir," she replies. Quietly she strips in front of him. Your mother has your sister watch to teach her how to behave during an inspection.