Lacy has a meeting

After leaving a criss-cross of whip marks all over Ben's chest, the camera man called it a day. Lacy had gone topless for the latter half of the shoot, but they handed her a robe now to hide her shame. She surprised herself sometimes at how quick she had gotten used to being naked in front of a camera. Almost all of the shoots Jack got her were semi-nude at least, but it was the full nude (or more) that paid the best.

Ben was the money man, which meant all the money flowed through him. As the camera man and his assistants packed up their supplies, Lacy watched Ben go into his office. He was wearing only a robe and a pair of tight blank briefs. That was his right, she figured. It wasn't like anyone was going to complain at this kink magazine. But since the money flowed through him, she knew she was going to have to talk to him directly in order to get paid. She let herself cool off for a minute on one of the chairs around the studio and then got up to go after him.

The door to his office was locked, and there were no windows. She thought that was weird, but this building might have been something else before Ben had converted it into a storehouse for his fetishes. She knocked on the door.