Her new Boss.

As the hidden door opened, Joyce looked on in shocked amazement at the figure that had emerged. A dark-haired woman, seeming to be in her early to mid-thirties, completely naked with the exception of a choker, fishnet stockings and black suspenders.

Joyce had no clue how to react as she stood there staring at the woman. Her eyes locked on her bare flesh even as the woman walked up to her, hips swaying, and handed her another envelope. "You will find your revised contract inside. Please make sure you sign it or we can't guarantee your first months pay." The woman spoke calmly yet with a commanding tone; seemingly unfazed by her state of undress.

It took a moment and a stern look of impatience from the woman before Joyce was able to register what had just been said. Trying to assume her best professional manner despite the awkward and unusual situation, Joyce took the envelope and opened it. "Do you have a..." Joyce caught herself before finishing looking back at the woman with a nervous smile. "Sorry," was all she could say as the blood once again rushed to her cheeks.

"Just make sure you have it signed and handed to me by the end of the day," the woman said with a sigh. Each deep breath made her sizeable yet firm bust jiggle. Dark nipples capping her breasts. On closer inspection, Joyce could see that they were both pierced with small barbells that were connected by a thin silver chain.

"Err hum!" A cough snapped Joyce back to attention, realising that she had been staring again. "My name is Jennifer Henley and I will be your new supervisor. I am afraid that the rest of the pleasantries will have to be postponed as we are pressed for time. There is a meeting in five minutes and I need you ready so I'm afraid we're skipping the normal grace period and hitting the ground running. Through the door, you will find a bedroom with a wardrobe. Please remove your clothes and store them away, then pick up a pillow from the bed because you will be kneeling on the table for at least an hour."

Joyce's mouth physically dropped. Did she hear her right? "I'm sorry; did you just ask me to get undressed and kneel on the table?" Even the question felt alien and out of place as Joyce struggled to keep from freaking out.

Jennifer simply looked at Joyce as if she had just asked a stupid question. "Yes! Now hurry up, we don't have all day."