Bound and questioned

Gloria slowly stirred awake. Her vision was blurry, and her limbs wouldn't move. Where was she? She tried to focus her sight - she seemed to be in an office, with numerous screens and other devices lying on a table. Now if only she could move..

Her eyes flew wide open in alarm as she tried to move her body, only to find that arms and legs were tied to an X-shaped bondage cross. Her eyes went wide and she tried to scream in panic, but only muffled groans came out of her mouth. She tasted a bundle of fabric in her mouth - she was gagged!

Gloria began to struggle against the restraints when two figures entered the room.

"About time you woke up," said Iris. Does this woman ever wear clothes, wondered Gloria. Iris was wearing only a leather harness, her privates exposed shamelessly.

Hawk, who was behind Iris, stepped up to where Gloria was tied up. Even though he was bare chested, at least he was wearing pants. "I'm going to take this off," he said, putting his hand on the gag on her mouth. "Promise you'll stay quiet, and this will be easy. If you scream or make any kind of noise, you're going to be in a world of trouble."

Gloria nodded nervously, noticing the knife he had strapped to his thigh. Not that she was crazy enough to try something - she knew that she stood no chance against a field agent, let alone a highly trained one like him. She let him ungag her, and regarded the pair nervously.

"Who do you work for?" asked Iris, breaking the silence.

Gloria was tongue tied, not expecting the question. "E-excuse me?" she asked, bewildered.

"I said, who do you work for?" repeated Iris. "Careful what you say, because I won't say it a third time."

They think I'm a spy, realized Gloria. "I don't work for anyone!" she squealed, before realizing that she meant to say something else. "I mean, I work in the Org, just like you two. I'm not a spy, honest!"

"You expect me to believe you're not a spy, even though you tried to break into Iris's office via the vents?" demanded Hawk.

"Well, I-" Gloria began to reply, when she noticed Hawk's gaze was focused not on her face, but slightly below. She followed his eyes and looked down, only to let out a high pitched squeal.

"I'm naked!" she exclaimed. "What did you do-"

In an instant, Hawk's hand was on her mouth. "Quiet," he growled in her ear. "If you make any more noise, being naked is going to be the least of your problems."

"We had to make sure you weren't carrying any bugs or equipment," replied Iris dryly. "Trust me, we did you a favor by ripping off the ugly excuse for underwear you were wearing."

Gloria was red with a mix of anger and embarrassment, realizing that all this time they had been looking at her completely exposed privates. Was there no limit to the depravity of these perverts?

"You know, I did a facial scan on you," continued Iris. "You call yourself Gloria, and you work as a tech analyst here. Pretty good cover, I've got to admit. There hasn't been a single flag raised in the several years you've been here. Whoever you're working for must be really well connected."

Tears began to flow out of Gloria's eyes. "I'm not a spy," she sobbed. "It's just-I-" she tried to articulate, but words couldn't escape her mouth.

"Spit it out," said Iris. "Or I can call security and have you locked up for the rest of your life. Trust me, the people asking questions there will be a lot less nice than we are."

"I-I saw Agent Valerie and Hawk in the briefing room and I followed them here," Gloria finally admitted, her words interspersed with sobs. "I wanted proof so I could report their perverted behavior to HR."

Iris and Hawk looked at each other, their eyebrows raised, no longer as sure that they were dealing with an enemy. Hawk whispered something in Iris's ear, who had a skeptical look on her face.

"Please let me go. I promise I won't say anything to anyone," Gloria begged, while the two of them continued whispering and arguing. After some back and forth, Iris stepped back, seemingly agreeing to whatever Hawk had proposed.

"You know what-" Hawk approached Gloria, a wicked smile on his face. "I believe you."

"Really?" she asked, surprised. "Will you let me go?"

"Yes-" he replied. "But only if you don't speak of tonight to anyone, for any reasons. No gossip in the office, no exceptions for your friends. You'll be quiet."

"Of course!" nodded Gloria. "You have my word."

"Good girl," said Hawk, and released her from her bonds. He gently helped her down from the cross. "We're going to keep an eye on you. If you break your promise, we'll report you to internal affairs - with photos." He winked, and Gloria's eyes widened in horror, for she realized that they had photographed her while they had stripped and tied her up.

Hawk escorted Gloria to the door, his hand gently on her shoulder while she found her footing. "I'll be in touch," he said, before closing the door in Gloria's face.

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"I keep telling you two to be more careful!" Iris said, glaring daggers at Hawk. "Your antics are going to get all of us in trouble."

"At least we didn't wake Valerie," replied Hawk. "Poor girl was so tired she slept right through all of that."

"Don't change the subject," Iris remarked. "You're taking a lot more risks than usual."

"Part of the job," Hawk replied cheerily, seemingly unbothered. He retrieved his rope and hook, and opened a window in the room. "Listen - I gotta go. Kiss Valerie goodnight for me, will you?"

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