Stall, ask her why she wants to be spanked.

“It sounds like getting spanked isn't much of a concession for you.” You stall, not liking the feeling you're being railroad, though certainly the subject matter is quite titillating.

“Do I look like the submissive type?” The black haired bombshell defiantly glares at you.

“No, no you don't.” You concede, “But why then make such a forward suggestion?”

“Besides the fact that I'll easily beat the pants off you?” Both Miss Kyle's look and voice are supremely cocky. “The main reason is I have a thing for high stakes and I know what tempts men. I had to work as a dominatrix a few years ago; all the money of prostitution, but none of the intercourse. It taught me that men of position and responsibility like yourself get off on power, control and even punishment. The only question is are you the type that likes to dominate or be dominated? Should we change the bet? If you win you go over my knee?”

“No.” You answer.

“Then let me ask you, Dr. Anderson.” She leans back forward, you cannot help but to take a quick glimpse of her mesh covered cleavage as her chest trusts forward as she bends over. “Do you think bad behavior should be corrected and blatant transgressions punished?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Is it wrong to show up under false pretenses and try to derail already made plans between you and someone else?”

“Yes.”

“Is it wrong for someone to **** you to use your connections for their own personal interests?”

“Yes.”

“Do you think I should be spanked for doing such things?”

Cornered at that question you falter. Both your libido and your sense of justice think “yes” but you're afraid to say it out loud.

“Do you want to spank me, Dr. Anderson?” The seductive Gothamite toys, already knowing the answer.

When you don't reply she grins, “Then we have a fair game, the winner will get something they want, while the loser will have to concede something they don't want to give up.”

She concludes with a seductive tone, yet triumphant smile, “Do you now agree to my challenge? Yes or no, Dr. Anderson.”