"Why are you looking at tentacle porn?"

Florence is sitting at your desk in your office in Hell, using your laptop. She jumps when the door swings open, and hastily closes whatever tab she was looking at.

“Boss! You’re back! How, uh… what a nice surprise!”

“How’ve you been, Florence? Everything going fine in my absence?” You lean over Florence’s shoulder, and with the tap of a button re-open the tab she just closed. You raise one immaculate eyebrow as she bites her lip.

“Florence, darling?”

“Yes, Sitri?”

“Why are you looking at tentacle porn in my office?”

“...research?”

“Bad girl,” you say, grabbing Florence by the arm. You pull her out of your chair, bend over over the desk and position her with your laptop open in front of her face. You start the tentacle porn video playing, and turn the volume up to max. Then, you lift her pencil skirt up and pull her black panties down around her ankles, exposing long slender legs and a pert round naked ass. “I’ll show you what happens to naughty scientists who watch tentacle porn in my office, Florence!”

“No, Sitri! I’m sorry! I won’t do it again! I… OW!”

Much spanking ensues, followed by energetic fucking. Florence, you, the girl in the tentacle porn video and the tentacle monster all cum in unison. Fluids go everywhere. After some clean-up, you let Florence climb back to her feet and say “And what about Janet? Is she getting her work done? I did leave you in charge, Florence.”

“Um…”

“Yes, Florence?”

“Janet’s doing great,” says Florence. “She’s really, um, in a productive workflow situation. I know you said that in your absence we should have a hierarchy based on breast size, with A-cups like me at the top, and obviously that meant I could do anything I wanted to Janet. And, uh, we’ve never got along all that well. But. Uh. I think we’ve worked out a lot of our differences.”

“Florence?”

“Yes, Sitri?”

“Where’s Janet?”