Hearing this again, I was transported back to that moment in the parking lot. I flushed red, but this time it was as much anger as it was embarrassment. Who did she think she was?

I reached up and smacked her right ass cheek, hard. Cindy jumped away, shocked.

"Play time is over Cindy. You need to decide whether you want to act up and wait for the police to see this tape, or be a good girl."

Cindy said nothing, remaining turned away from me, but her body language indicated some kind of surrender.

"What's your choice Cindy?" I asked firmly.

"Good...she choked a little...I will be good."

"Good...