His intern shows up

Twenty minutes later his doorbell rang, and with an expectant smile he opened his door to see Cadey, dressed as a secretary, her eyes damp and expectant.

"Mr. President, I came as soon as you called. I've been longing to serve you."

"Take a seat Cadey. I've got a lot of work for you," he smiled, guiding her into the house.

"I'm ready to serve, Sir," she whispered excitedly. He grinned and guided her into the house and down the hallway.

"You understand that, working for me, there are security issues. That some things you may see or hear you really didn't see."

"Of course sir, absolutely."

"Good. Then you'll keep your mouth shut. Unless I want to put something in it," he growled.

"Yes Sir! Without question."

He smiled at her and opened the door to the room where Megan was caged and ushered her in. Cadey's eye's grew wide at the sight of the blonde, bound and caged, and glanced at Frank uncertainly. Megan looked up at the two of them, her eyes flickering and anxious.

"Who...what..." she whimpered.

"Someone here to serve me," Frank growled. "Intern, that gag around her neck? Stick it in her mouth. This isn't a time to hear her yapping!"

Cadey looked at him uncertainly, then jumped to obey as he gestured firmly at the cage, opening the door and pressing the gag in Megan's mouth even as she whimpered in protest. That done, she turned to look at Frank, her face glowing with accomplishment, her notebook held against her breasts.

"Sit there," Frank gestured. "And do what I tell you."

"Of course Mr. President. I'm ready to serve."

She sat in the chair indicated, looking eager and anxious to please.