“A drink for everyone who slaps a cheek!”

You push Vanessa towards the table, placing her on across the length on top of it, laying on her stomach, her legs dangling off the table’s edge and her ass invitingly perched in the air.

“A free drink for any who lands a good slap on these wicked buttocks!”

You didn’t have to say so twice - with cheering approval the crowd immediately converges around Vanessa. Within moments you can repeatedly hear a loud >smack< followed by Vanessa’s subdued, muffled yelp, reeking of humiliation.

To fulfill your end of the bargain you quickly speed across the tavern and nearby streets to collect a fair amount of coin from wealthy purses, dumping it all out in a sizeable pile on the counter. You wink at the girl bartending: “That oughta cover the drinks”