"Spank Me!"

Rebecca’s fingers tightened around the phone as she stepped closer, the screen still displaying their humiliation in crisp, unflinching detail. "The task is simple," she murmured, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a sleek black marker. The cap clicked off with deliberate slowness. "Turn around. Hands on the table."

Linda and Polly obeyed, their hearts pounding in their chests as they turned their backs to Rebecca. Their hands trembled as they placed them on the table, feeling the cool surface against their skin.

Rebecca moved behind them, her heels clicking against the floor. She paused for a moment, savoring the power she held over them. Then, with a swift motion, she wrote on their bare asses: "Spank Me!"

The marker squeaked against their skin, leaving a bold, black message behind. Linda and Polly froze, their hearts pounding in their chests as they felt the cool surface of the table against their palms.

Rebecca stepped back, her eyes glinting with malice as she admired her handiwork. She lifted her phone, capturing the image of their marked asses in a final, cruel snapshot.

Without warning, she slapped Linda's ass hard, the sound echoing through the quiet breakroom. Linda yelped, her body jolting forward as she tried to process the unexpected pain.

Rebecca smirked, taking a step back to admire her handiwork. "I told you," she purred, "this isn't over yet."

Polly's heart raced as she watched Linda wince in pain. She could feel the heat rising in her own cheeks, knowing that she was next. "Shall we play more?" Rebecca asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.