The Bramble's work has been nothing short of disastrous, and today, her incompetence will be her undoing. Her boss, after another morning of disappointment, decides it's time to take drastic measures. Enter the trio of office vixens, each with a score to settle. They've watched The Bramble flounder, and now they have the boss's blessing to make her pay. With a firm hand, they seize The Bramble, silencing her pleas with a ring gag. They bind her tightly, hogtying her on the cold, hard table. Her blouse is pulled away, her bra exposed to the office's chilly air. Her skirt is flipped up, revealing her most intimate secrets to her colleagues' prying eyes. The sound of cameras clicking fills the room as they takes photos of her shame. Her body becomes a canvas for their mockery, names and insults scrawled across her skin in permanent marker. Their laughter is a cruel soundtrack to her degradation. The Bramble squirms, but there's no escape. She's going nowhere until they've had their fill. Left as a stark warning to anyone who dares to underperform, she's a spectacle of suffering and humiliation. This is more than a punishment; it's a lesson in office hierarchy. The Bramble's ordeal is a testament to the consequences of failure in a world where only the ruthless survive.
