Present your ass

Shit.

"Punishment?" you ask, swallowing nervously?

"I'll go easy on you, since it's your first offense. One smack on each cheek."

You see he's not going to go away until you comply, and it's only two spanks after all. Still, in front of all these people.

"Turn around and grab the counter," he commands, and you find yourself obeying. You squeeze your fingers into the hard plastic and close your eyes, listening to the bustle of the crowd around you.

"Well, here it comes!" he says.

SMACK! His palm connects hard with your right buttock. You grit your teeth in pain.

SMACK! This time on your left side.

"Ow!" you squeal and give a little hop. You quickly turn back around, hiding his target against the counter.

He laughs and says, "Well, you were a pretty good sport about losing. Seems like you deserve some sort of reward."

He and his friends drop their business cards in your fishbowl.

"The name is Mario, and I'd like to get better acquainted with that tight little butt of yours. I'll be at the Datacomm party tonight if you're up for a rematch."

You try to think of a response, but by the time your head clears he and his friends have left.