Standard and Unique, all at once.

As Ellie entered the room, the first thing that caught her attention was Bill Kerrigan's age. Given his wealth and his extensive biography, Ellie expected a man in the twilight of his life. Instead, Buck Kerrigan couldn't have been a day over 40. His thick brown hair was cut short, and he clearly spent time working out. Most women would have considered him attractive, Ellie included.

The second thing that caught her attention was the naked, curvy blonde that was sucking his 6-inch penis under the glass desk, her aroused nether regions on full display. Ellie could not draw her eyes away from the lewd act being performed, and she felt her skin flush and a twitch between her own legs.

Upon seeing the blushing reporter, Mr. Kerrigan stood abruptly, forcing his sizeable erection from the blonde's mouth and tucking it back into his pants "Yes, thank you Angie, we can finish this later. My 2:00 is here." He said as he raised the blonde to her feet and ushering her out with a pat on the ass as if she were his secretary delivering him a message. Ellie could still see the bulge in his pants out of the corner of his eye as he offered her his hand in introduction, which she hesitated to take for a moment, considering where it may have been a few moments before.

She eventually settled on politeness and shook his hand. "Thank you for agreeing to meet with me. Based on my walk through your lovely home, you seem to be the perfect person to ask about Principalia's slavery laws." Ellie said with a smile.

"I'm an open book Ms. Rossdale, ask away." Kerrigan replied.

"How many women have signed contracts with you currently?" Ellie opened her notebook.

"Seventeen, if memory serves correctly. Contracts are signed and expire from time to time, so that number may be a bit off."

"How do you compel women to sign these contracts for you?" Ellie asked next, hoping to turn up the heat on the questioning, not wanting her newfound attraction to the business magnate to deter her from her mission.

"No one is compelling anyone to do anything, Ms. Rossdale. " Bill Kerrigan replied with a wave of his hand. "They choose to do this. Their reasons are theirs. Some around Principalia sign contracts to get out of bad debt, others to avoid jail time. My servants tend to be college students who want to get paid and free room and board while they decide their next step in life." Anticipating her next question, he added "These contracts all come with a mutual termination clause. They're free to leave as they please, just like if you were to quit the paper you work for."

"What about their food and living conditions?"

"On par with what you might expect from a jobsite living quarters. Modest, but comfortable. One of our girls comes to us from culinary school, so the food is well above minimum standards. "

Ellie stood as if to leave. "Would you mind if I had a look around? See if your story is the truth? Talk to a few of the girls?"

"I don't mind if you chat with a few of the girls, but that will have to wait for tomorrow, I have a client meeting in an hour", Bill said with a smile. "Or, if you prefer, I could call one of the girls in for a 'demonstration'. I do have 'needs' to attend to before my 3:00".

Ellie was suddenly aware of the area between his legs again.