Evening meeting

After the nearly dire amounts of embarrassment i have to endure with Naomi’s fake out, the rest of the day went by relatively normally. A couple more shoots here and there, plenty of staring, and feelings of arousal and humiliation ever present, the day was almost over! My first day felt like I was put through the wringer, testing my resolve every minute, but somehow I made it out mostly unscathed.

After the last shoot of the day, I hear the intercom buzzing in the corner of the room. After a second, I hear, “All anchors report to the break room for the end of day meeting!”

I immediately recognize her voice, the ever so eccentric Ms. Monroe. I can’t lie and say I’m too jazzed to go to a meeting surrounded by Monroe and the others in the nude, but with it being the end of my work day I figure the worst has already happened.

So I slowly trail behind the group of freelance workers down the hall, making sure none of my prime assets are too visible. Of course, I catch one or two of the guys sneaking not so subtle glances behind their shoulders. I feel like a walking porn video, being the center of attention and sexual curiosity for these men. Thankfully for me though, the crew members begin to leave the studio one after another, soon leaving me alone as I head for the break room.

After a bit more walking, I open the door to find the usual suspects along with Monroe as they gather around the coffee table. Ashley is sitting down in the recliner chair, looking relaxed as she lies there with her feet up. Jack and Naomi sit next to each other on the couch, with Jack’s hand a bit too close to Naomi’s thigh than I’m comfortable with. Monroe stands tall and firm in front of the nudists, with her hands on her hips.

“Ahh, you finally made it Ms. Gardner! Come, take a seat so we can discuss today’s performance!” Monroe says after turning her head towards me.

I hesitantly walk over and join the group, sitting down and crossing my legs and hugging my second arm against my tits.

“Alrighty then! Now, let’s review today’s report! Ashely, how are the new video’s performing?” Monroe asks.

“Fantastically! We actually just hit 10,000 views on the morning news video!” Ashely says with a cheerful smile.

10,000 views… Why does that feel so low? Don’t get me wrong, the fact that 10,000 people saw me completely naked and worked up has me in a chokehold of shame, but that amount is relatively small.

“Well isn’t that amazing! It seems our audience is already obsessed with Ms. Gardner!” Monroe says, sending a chill down my spine.

“Oh yes they do! I pushed the video out to every corner of the internet and everyone is raving about Sophie!” Ashely exclaims.

“Hell yeah! Looks like you’re already a star!” Jack says, looking at me with a big grin on his face.

“And how are our subscriber numbers looking?” Monroe asks Naomi.

“We actually just got five new standard tier subs today,” Naomi replies. She takes the laptop on her desk and swings it around to reveal what looks to be the main website for NNN, or at least the host side site.

“Subs?” I say, confused by such an emphasis on subscriptions.

“Yeah, they subscribe to the website and gain perks based on their tier. The standard tier costs five bucks a month.” Naomi explains.

“Oh, so that’s how you guys make your money. We must have a ton of subscriptions then, right?” I ask, preparing for a ridiculous amount of people willing to pay monthly for naked reporting.

“About 100.”

“100?!” I exclaim. That seems way too low for the kind of operation these people are running. How do they afford to pay so much, or purchase filming equipment?

“What’s the matter, Sophie?” Jack asks.

“It’s just, I expected more…” I reply hesitantly.

“Why? You want more people to see you naked or something?” Naomi asks jokingly.

“N-No!” I exclaim. “It’s just, how do y’all make a profit?”

The room goes silent for a moment, with Monroe looking a bit antsy and fiddling with her coat.

“Well, the thing is, is that we don’t usually run at a profit. Most months we actually lose money,” Monroe explains.

“What?! We’re losing money?” I say in complete shock.

“You don’t need to worry, Ms. Gardner, your pay has no correlation to our profits. You’re paid in salary, remember,” Monroe says.

At this point I’m more confused than angry. How can she afford any of this is her company is running at a loss each month? Who or what is funding this nudity news station?

But before I can ask further questions, Monroe looks down at her watch and looks at the time.

“Oh well, time for us to close the station! See you all tomorrow!” Monroe says, abruptly leaving the break room.

I’m left puzzled and flustered beyond the embarrassment I’ve faced today. These has to be something keeping this company afloat if we aren’t making enough money to grow.

“Welp, I guess I’ll be heading home! Goodeye!!” Ashely says, getting up from out of her chair and waving the rest of us bye before leaving the room.

“See ya Ash!” Jack yells back.

“Bye!” Naomi replies.

I’m too caught up in my mind to even say goodbye, running through any possibilities of alternative funding NNN might have. Could all of this be a front to launder money? Maybe we have a really good sponsor? No way this is government funded, right?