Cliff dressed while the Sandra read the note aloud, “If you are reading this note, that means that you have escaped Amos. If any of you are hurt, go...directly to the hospital. Do not stop at the Sheriff. I will do the best I can to keep him from escaping. Glen.”Wanda had finished slipping a T-shirt on and said, “That man. He really does take care of us.”Cliff, glancing in the rear-view mirror, stated, “Well, I think he’s behind us in the truck. Let’s head to the Sheriff’s.”Glen, seeing the truck. He hadn't let me get undressed. Even my heels remained. My dress wasn't removed. He jerked it above my waist, exposing my naked ass. The first smack to my ass was hard. It brought tears to my eyes and his handprint was raised in a red welt immediately. I heard Daddy unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. I knew he would lay them in the chair beside the bed and make his way back to deliver nine more.He spaced them out. About five minutes between each. A smack and then he would rub the spot he. Amanda had gone to bed. Clemmy wondered how long this was to go on for. Maybe it was time for her to assert herself! She pulled on the chain, but even her strength could not tear the ring out of its place. She had wondered at the time why Amanda had got her to put this there. Now she knew that this uncomfortable position was to be hers whenever she stepped out of line. That and the caning, whose after effects still made her careful not to bring her rump into contact with the ground. She was. She looked up at me, confused for a moment before she recognized me. "I'm screwed, Tom. I got kicked out of my house, yesterday. And Jeaney took off and left after we had a fight this morning. Said she was going to Texas with her boyfriend. I got no job, no money, no car, and no place to stay." She put her face into her hands again. Jeaney, I remembered was her daughter, and must have been about twenty at this point. "What happened to Jeffy?" I asked, referring to Dena's husband. "He left me.