Give her something to cry about

If Lin's going to start crying, you'll give her something to cry about. You grab her wrists and pull her across your lap. Your left forearm goes across her back, pinning her down, while your right hand grabs the waistband of her shorts and pulls them down to her knees.

*Whack* *Whack* *Whack*

You start spanking her ass, ignoring her shrieks, tears, and pleas to stop. Suddenly, you hear a knock at the door, distracting you momentarily. Lin takes advantage of your distraction and rolls off your lap to the floor.

She gets up and runs to the front door, pulling her shorts up as she goes. You get up and follow, but she manages to turn the handle just as you grab her. The door swings open and there's a middle-aged Asian man standing there.

You realize this must be Lin's father, and he doesn't look happy. He steps inside and Lin wriggles from your grasp to get behind him. The man enters into what appears to be some form of martial arts stance.

The next thing you know, you're waking up in a hospital room, handcuffed to the bed rail and with a police officer sitting in the corner. "Oh, good, you're awake," he says. "Now, let's start with getting the rights advisement out of the way..."