"Professional Humiliation: A Duo's Delight"
"Beginners," Chantal scoffs, rolling her eyes at her partner's tentative approach to their prey. "You've got to go for the jugular," she advises, demonstrating with a scathing remark that reduces the intern to a stammering mess. Their laughter echoes through the empty office as they take turns delivering stinging insults, each one designed to wound and degrade. The intern's face turns a delightful shade of red, his hands clenching and unclenching in impotent fury. Yet, despite his obvious discomfort, there's a telltale bulge in his pants, a sign that perhaps their game is having an unexpected effect. Chantal smirks, leaning in to whisper a particularly vile suggestion, her breath hot on the intern's ear. His eyes widen in shock, but he doesn't pull away. The game, it seems, is far from over.