"No, please don't!" pleads the redhead.

"I think you should still be disciplined," you say, studying the shaking attributes of the pretty redhead. "The boy won't be able to concentrate for the rest of his shift now." You look over to the poor, confused guy cowering in the corner, now zipped up.

"You're a salesgirl at the lingerie shop across the way, right?"

The girl meekly nodded.

 "Let me see you do a lingerie show back over to your store."

The miss just stared.

 "Well, get going! Strip to your undies and model for everybody!" you order, picking up the store phone for emphasis.

The flamehair finally stripped off her tight knit top and undid her tight miniskirt. Underneath is a tight alabaster body clad in a lacy black bikini set with sheer black thigh highs.

 "You stay like that 'til I get there for your employee discount on some undies," you order, trying not to show your appreciation of her revealed bod as she turns to begin the seemingly long walk to the shop