“Oh hi, Zack…” She smirked, her finger tracing slow, lazy patterns over his buddy’s freshly spanked, glowing red skin. “Looks like we finally got to the truth. Your dear friend here was very eager to confess once I put him in his place. And, well… he had so much to say about you.”
She let that linger, watching Zack’s reaction as his buddy turned his head, face flushed with both embarrassment and something else—perhaps a mix of betrayal and reluctant submission.
“Would you rather hear the little secrets he spilled… or stand in the corner, nose to the wall, like a good boy while I finish dealing with your partner in crime?”. Her grip tightened slightly, a wicked gleam in her eyes.
