Fortunately, she does not

"...three, four, five."

Mackenzie sighs into her microphone as Stephanie turns her quivering, pleading eyes to her. She mouths a silent I'm sorry before reading her next cue card.

"Alright, then. You knew the terms. If you'd rather show us your ass, I'll just have to play with it instead. Ten spanks per cheek."

She walks over and kneels next to Stephanie's scared body, setting her microphone down on the floor. She feebly swats the butt cheek nearer to her, but the masked director grunts.

"That's not a spank, bitch! You know what we wanna see; this is a punishment, after all. Make it hurt, and count the off as you go."

With a deep breath, Mackenzie reaches back and really spanks Stephanie. The clap of palm against ass is almost as loud as the yelp that escapes the camerawoman's gasping lips. Mackenzie announces "One."

The goon holding the camera zooms in tight on Stephanie's tight behind as Mackenzie keeps spanking, giving the TV audience at home a crystal clear view of every jiggle. While the punishment goes on, the ringleader heads back into the vault to check on the team cutting through the wall.

"We're over halfway now, boss," one of them reported. "Won't be long at all now!"

"And it won't be long before the cops show up and form a perimeter around the building!" the leader hissed. "We need that getaway now, goddammit! Victor had better be in the alleyway with that van..."

He gets back to the lobby just in time to see the last three spanks. Both of Stephanie's cheeks are cherry red, but her tears have mostly run dry at this point. Looks like the punishment did its job.

"I hope you've learned your lesson, s- slut," Mackenzie reads after standing again and dusting off her bare knees. "Now be a good girl and turn around for the camera."

Stephanie closes her eyes and obeys, slowly and shakily turning on the spot. Mackenzie reaches out to stop her when she's facing the right direction. The camera man starts with her bright red face and slowly pans down her entire body.

Like her ass, her tits are much smaller than the reporter's, but they're perkier too; her hard nipples are pointing up at the ornate ceiling of the bank. Her abs are tight and toned, and she has absolutely no bush to speak up. Her pussy lips were shining a little in the light, either from sweat or arousal.

"Nice," Mackenzie narrates as the camera pans. "Very nice. So much hotter and tighter than mine. At least one of us works out!"

Once the camera has seen every inch of Stephanie's full frontal reveal, it zooms until both women are in frame as the director writes out his final cue card.

"And now, for the moment we've all been waiting for..."