Make Cat enter the house from the backdoor

“Here, use the backdoor. No one hangs around this part of the mansion.” You and Cat tiptoe to the back entrance of the mansion. An unassuming wooden door.

“But I heard laugher and singing earlier over here earlier. Are you sure it´s empty?”

“Decoys my friend. To prevent spies like you from snooping around. Go on.”

The door slowly opens with a shrill squeak… and Cat´s pushes you in. “Thought I forgot about the shorts? Who´s the sucker now!” You try to open the door, but Cat keeps it shut.

“Come on! Open up. This isn´t funny!

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” A group of Eta sisters in colorful jammies gets up from the ground, their marathon interrupted, and circle you.

“H-hey girls! I´m working for Fleur! You see, I have to catch this spy…”

“Tch, a likely story. Sisters, I think she is the spy.”

“And I say we teach her a lesson!” The sorority girl brandishes a wooden paddle.

“Eep!”

“Spanking is so blasé, I always wanted to try tickling!” Another girl pulls feathers out of her pillow and smiles madly.

“No need to choose, we can do both,” says a third girl. “And I can film the whole thing for our website!”

“Wait, no, stay back! Noooooooo!”

“Hey, what´s going on here?” Intrigued by your moans of pain and your incessant chuckles, Fleur comes to see what the commotion is all about. You are bent over the couch while the group takes turns striking your sore posterior. While that happens, a duo of girls run their feathers over the most sensitive parts of your skin. It has been a maddening experience, to say the least.

“We caught this intruder, Fleur!”

“She is not an intruder. She is supposed to be looking for the real spy!”

“See? I told the truth! Can you let me go so I can go after the real intruder?”

“Ugh fine,” the group lets you go. Rubbing your sore buns, you exit the house on the lookout for your prey. You still have a job, but you don´t think you can talk to Cat again. You´ll have to be more direct.