Her face streaked with tears she watched as the big man left.
"What did he say his name was. . .ch. . .chk. . .grrrr. . .Sir."

A cool gush of air as he closes the door serves to bring home the extent of her exposer. Sniffing back the few remaining tears her mind slowly coming around to what had just happened. Body throbbing she tests the bindings finding that she couldn't move a muscle.

Glaring at the door . . .she had entertained thoughts of how much fun it would be to flirt with the big man . .. Sir. . .if she got the job, but if he thought she was going to flirt with him now, well he could just forget about it. Somehow managing to blightly ignoring her present situation.

Squirming she moans as it increases the throbbing. Another thing to direct her anger at. Not only had her body betrayed the pleasure she received but that big oaf knew it also.

Giving up on trying to get free of the ties she ponders her present predicament. Hm, only one solution for now. . .bide her time and bite her sharp tongue if possible. He mentioned rules. . .what did he say. Chewing on her lower lip in thought she finally shook her head in frustration. Her mind had been in to much chaos to process the information. Oh well, it couldn't have been to important.

Hearing the door open she turns her head. A man as imposing as the structure itself steps into the room. Must be the Lord guy the big oaf mentioned. Eyes wide she watches as he goes over to the other woman.

3 hours later. . . her hair now an even lighter shade of blonde.