"Yes, Regina," he opened a door to a medium sized waiting area. There was a secretary at the desk dressed professionally except that he was wearing a collar around his neck. He was also handsome, Jun was noticing that this was a pattern, with blond hair and rectangular glasses on his delicate face, "Al, can you let Ms. Grand know the new hire is waiting for her."
"Of course Daddy," he dialed a number on a phone similar to the one out front then held it up to his ear showing off the rope burns on his wrists, "Mommy, Daddy has brought the new hire… thank you Mommy," he hung up, "she is waiting for you."
Regis pat him on the back, "chest up my boy, she'll take good care of you."
Jun wished he could do that, but no, his chest was very much not up. Instead his shoulders were slumped and he tried not to shuffle towards the door. The placard on the front said President Regina Grand in dark, bold letters and it was far bigger than any door they'd passed. This was the queen, the ruler of these walls. Much more than any previous boss he'd had who thought they were the same. He could already tell by the environment that she was a far different boss than what he'd dealt with prior. So he knocked firmly on the door and waited to be summoned.
"Come in," her strong voice said through the door. Jun opened it up and walked inside, closing the door behind himself just in case things went south. This was the biggest room, bigger than even the lobby, though sparsely decorated with an couch on one side that faced a coffee table and a T.V. The T.V was off, thankfully. On the left side there was a display. Not of awards or accolades, but of whips. All in different sizes and shapes carefully displayed on the wall like some might mount the heads of the animals they hunted.
And at the front sat her. Regina. She was older, maybe just a few years younger than Regis, with a tasteful gray streak and high cheek bones. She was dressed in all black as far as he could tell. Unlike her staff she was well covered not that she wasn't attractive. Her black hair was pinned up in an elaborate updo and her lips lined blood red. She wore a lace trimmed corset over a dark shirt and when she stood to greet him he saw she had on a black skirt and heels.
"Mr. Lee," she leaned against her desk, "a pleasure."
"Y-yeah, pleasure to meet you too."
"Regis tells me today is your first day. So, allow me to introduce myself," she spoke with an even tone completely in control of the situation, "my name is Regina and I've owned this business since the town was formed."
"Oh, uh, that's impressive you seem quite young."
"Thank you for the compliment, that will get a boy like you quite far in this place," she said, "as always you have a face that will fit right in. Regis is always good about finding handsome boys to fill my office."
"Oh, uh, thanks," and he should feel put off by the use of endearments and yet he wanted to hear them even more with how smooth her voice was.
"I will not take too much of your time," she said, "pay attention to the training over the upcoming days and follow policy. I like an obedient, little worker bee, and I like rewarding them."
"Understood, ma'am."
"Good," she shooed him, "dismissed."
Jun stepped out of the room somehow feeling both threatened and not, but with little mind to process that feeling before he was confronted with the sight of the male secretary bent over his desk. The man whimpered and clawed at his desk as Regis pounded into his tight, abused hole. The angle they were at showed off just how thick and big the older man was.
"Ah! How did it go my boy?" Regis asked, not once pausing.
