Mr. Kapoor's only response was to slap her ass again, his hand landing with a sharp crack that sent a jolt of pain through her body, making her gasp. "Shut up, bitch," he growled, his voice thick with arousal. "It'll be inside you until tonight. Don't you dare remove it."

The thought of walking around the office with the highlighter embedded in her ass sent a fresh wave of embarrassment through Shreya, but she couldn't ignore the illicit thrill it brought. She felt a strange mix of fear and excitement at the prospect of keeping their little secret all day. "Yes, sir," she murmured, her voice a barely audible whisper.