The Spanking Trigger

You grin maliciously at her.

"You're a naughty girl, Lenore, " you say.

Her eyes go wide and she shudders as the trigger phrase takes hold.

"I'm a naughty girl!" She exclaims in her soft, girly voice. "I need a spanking!"

She gets up and totters around her desk in her high heeled boots, then bends over the front of her desk, presenting her big round booty.

"Will you spank me, please, Bill?" She asked, looking over her shoulder. "I'm naughty! I need a spanking!"

You grin harder.

"You're very naughty, Lenore," you agree. "And you really need a spanking. But as much as I'd enjoy that, I think I'll enjoy having you beg other people for it more."

Lenore pouts, but then turns to KiKi.

"What about you, Lady?" She asks "Will you spank me? I'm naughty!"

Kiki looks to you for guidance and you shake your head no.

"Sorry Lenore, " she shruggs. "The boss says no!"

"But I'm naughty!" Lenore argues, pout intensifying. "I need a spanking! I NEED it!"

"You'll have to ask someone else, Lenore, " you inform her.

"Sven?" She asks hopefully, turning to the paused accountant.

"Someone who isn't frozen," you clarify.

"Oh Poopie!" She exclaims, then totters down the hallway in search of someone who was willing to spank her.

You're tempted to follow her and witness the monster orgasm waiting for her on the fifth slap of her ass, but you're not sure if you should leave Sven frozen in reception.