Jennifer has an investor's meeting.

The wait to find out what Ms Henley had meant was not long. A loud, heavy knock rattled against the wood of the door. Joyce froze instantly as her heart suddenly lodged itself into her throat. People were where outside the office waiting to be let in. People she had never met and would probably have to work alongside were about to enter and see her naked and bound. Was that what she had unknowingly agreed to? To be a piece of meat on display? The false wall to the hidden room was still open; she could make a run for it, hide! But her hands! Damn it! With these cuffs on how would she dress herself and her new boss was unlikely to free her.

The sudden sound of the door unlocking snapped Joyce back to the present. It was now too late. The only barrier left to protect her was open and a steady stream of men in suits poured in.

"Face forward and keep your back straight Miss Holland!" Commanded Henley as she stood unfazed by her own state of undress. Her eyes sharply focused on Joyce. Again; her presence, aura, deminer, something that Joyce couldn't put her finger on was just so compelling. Jennifer Henley had what felt like an unnatural authority over her.

The sound of feet walking all around her caused a flutter in her chest. This was it, It was actually happening and there was nothing Joyce could do to stop it. She could feel the gaze from each set of eyes as they burned away what little dignity her mind tried to hold onto. The black and grey of suits began to enter her peripheral vision but she held firm to Ms Henley's orders. Then two men on her left and a woman on her right came into view as people started to take the seats past where she knelt.

"Well well, a new girl? Nice." Said a familiar voice that made Joyce sick to her stomach.

"There will be time enough for that later Mr Barrett. Please take your seat." Said Henley in stern tone. How was she not embarrassed to be standing naked infront of pervert like Jack Barrett? Lucky for Joyce, she was facing away from where Jack was sitting. So for now he had no idea that she was the "new girl" as he had put it.

This was turning into as much of a nightmare as Joyce had feared. Naked, bound and gagged in the middle of a room full of people.

"Ms Henley, would you kindly read the minutes of the previous meeting, and then we shall move on to the business of introducing Miss Holland." The new voice was of an older man, not one Joyce recognised.

"Very well sir. I have the minutes here. Our last meeting was on August the..."

"Oh for love of... Can we just get on to the good stuff already? We all know what was said at the last meeting."

"Mr Barrett! I will not tolerate such behaviour. You are a grown man and a senior officer of this company. Act like it or leave!"

"Y-yes ma'am."

Joyce fought back a smile. The little shit deserved that, and that was clearly Ms Henley's voice. Even stark naked, the woman was able to command a room.

"Please proceed, Ms Henley, unless there are to be any interruptions?" The older voice was still calm and soft spoken, but there was now and edge to it. A darkness the seemed to loom over the room. Maybe Jack got off lightly after all.