Disciplinary Action/Disciplinary Office/Before school/Visit/School/Practical interview/Pause/Delay/Order/Tatiana/Order her/Restraint
"Is there something in here we can use to restrain her?" You ask, glancing toward Mr. Granville for a second, but still keeping a cautious eye on the wild and vicious soon-to-be third grader.
"Yes, there are some straps on the changing table to tie down uncooperative students, but there's also another option if you wanted to use the table for my daughter," Mr. Granville says in a cold and icy detached voice as he glances with a somewhat contemptuous look down at his crying and sobbing little girl. "And on that subject, please do not hold back on my account. I have already accepted the full weight of what is going to be happening to her when I decided to bring her here today. Anyway, that other option requires me to get some keys. It is something you'd have been seeing anyway during the tour, so it seems right to show it to you now anyway. They keys are in your desk," he says.
You did not miss the fact that he dropped a 'your' during that. It sounds as though he's already more or less approved of you. But, it would still be possible to mess up on this if you don't play it right.
Ironically, 'playing it right' involves raping his eight year old daughter right in front of him and making sure to leave your seed right up inside her underdeveloped womb.
Soon after her father stepped away toward the desk, Tatiana interrupts her crying to suddenly stand up and make a dash for the door. At tha same time, Sylvia seems to notice what's going on and immediately jumps and clings onto your leg to keep you from chasing after her. However, Tatiana quickly discovers the fact that the door is locked and, no matter how much she yanks on it, it won't even budge.
She begins banging on it next. However, it's not a normal office door. It's made of plain painted grey metal, and has no window. The kind of door you'd usually see used as a fire-door, except for the grey color instead of the usual white. As a result, all her efforts amount to absolutely nothing.
"Help! Let me out!" She yells as she keeps banging for a little while, but after a short time she collapses and starts to cry again.
In the meantime, Mr. Granville, completely unconcerned with any of this, gets back to one of the cabinets right next to the door, and opens it. Inside, you see it's a fully stocked BDSM closet, complete with all manner of bondage toys. And, included among them, are some adjustable shackles. You also take note that the wooden outside appearance is just for show, and inside it's metal. And, in the bottom, there's what looks like a drainage basin. It looks like this was designed with the idea of neglect play in mind too, it would be possible to leave someone here all day, even as they are forced to relieve themselves while chained up.
You are forced to wonder who was in charge of the ordering to have prepared that particular function, because none of the guidelines seemed to allow for that long a duration of restraint. Although, this would be just the thing for Sylvia as she is right now.