Ferny was working on the factory floor, assembling parts when one of the floor managers approached her and brought her aside.
-Sorry for pulling you aside but I had the strangest call.
-Oh, no worries, said Ferny, I could use a break anyways. What’s this about?
-Upper management called me telling me that the CEO wants to talk to you.
Somewhat perplexed, Ferny tried to digest the information.
-Wait what? Why would Sir want to meet me?
-I have no clue, I’m just delivering the message. My guess is you better do as you're told.
Somewhat jokingly Ferny suggested otherwise
-Oh you think? I might not want to meet him, maybe I’d take my time and make him wait for me.
Ending with a smile on her face , the floor manager wasn’t as amused.
-Well it’s your life I guess but I’ve done my part.
-Wait, wait, did the message say when?
-That’s the strange part, it just said to deliver the message that he wanted to see you straight away. No mentioning of time.
-Sounds fishy!
-So are you going back to work or going to see Sir?
-Hm, might as well go see him then, no idea what it could be about though.
In her mind she had a feeling of dread, what if he had found out about the rescue? Or maybe the creation of the Chastity Union? Or even worse, was her plans to take over SirTech in jeopardy? She was thinking of how on earth he could have found out if there were any mistakes made but she felt pretty sure there were none.
-Alright, I’ll mark you for a paid break then but you better hurry back.
-Sure thing!
The first stop was the bathroom to freshen up then off to the central building where Sir had his office. Many turns and twists later she made her way to the office. A secretary in some kind of latex suit sat in front of her, she gave her a distasteful look.
-Yes, can I help you?
The butterflies in Ferny’s stomach were acting up and it suddenly felt like she had lots to lose if something went wrong. Contemplating running away would probably not be her best option at this moment, she figured.
-Names Ferny, Sir apparently wanted to see me?
The secretary gave her a look, then checked the computer.
-Right, have a seat and you’ll be called when he can see you.
Ferny sat down, not sure what to expect. The waiting room, if it could be called that, was impressive. Black marble lined with gold lines with some white marble to break up the overall feel was tasteful, not what Ferny would have chosen but it felt classy.
-You may step in now Miss.
Ferny stood up and braced herself. This was it, she felt. If she was going to run away this was probably her last chance. She was wearing green sneakers and a blue work overall with a green t-shirt under. Her hair was all bundled up in a hair net as she approached the two massive doors that opened with ease.
Sir was sitting behind a big desk looking at some papers when she entered the room. Her footsteps were silent and she wondered if she should speak up to announce her presence. The doors closed behind her and they were now alone. Ferny stepped even closer with confidence.
-Pardon my manners, but I have to read this so please have a seat.
Ferny did as she was told, it was a comfortable chair to sit in and she got a better look at Sir. He seemed to be a middle aged man, somewhat fit in a really fancy suit. Dark grey with a bright red tie. Ugh, what a fashion crime Ferny thought, obviously it should be a dark green suit and a light green tie. One day the world would wear only green, she snickered.
-Something funny, Miss Ferny?
Shit! Did she snicker too loud? She cursed her bad habit.
-Oh no, I just had a random thought.
Sir put down the papers and gave Ferny a lookover. Leaned back into his chair and then stood up.
-I see from the records that you have been active in our secondary program, Miss Ferny.
She tried to think what the implication could be.
-Um yes, I’ve been a tester on the side to see if things work and how they could be improved.
Since she was a child she always was fascinated to see and learn how things worked, picking things apart and then putting them back together, though not always successful. The latest product to test if she remembered was some kind of belt, which she had offered a few suggestions on how to improve. She didn’t give it much thought as the products could wary on any given week.
-As it happens, I am looking for a special tester you see for a very special project of mine and I was hoping that you could be that tester for me.
-Me?
-Yes.
Sir approached her and walked around her, seemingly to take in the full view of her.
-Yes, this will do well.
-Pardon?
-I have a belt for you to test and if you can manage a week in it or if you can manage to escape from it there’s a bonus for you.
Trying to digest what she just heard, testing a belt? What would that imply? Would she need to wear it or could she just bring it home? A week? Not sure what to think, she didn’t want to turn Sir down either exactly, who knows what dire consequences that could have.
-So you want me to bring the belt home and test it during my free time?
-Not quite, I want you to wear the belt for a full week, seek out it’s vulnerabilities and write down your experience then report back to me when the week is over,
-You want me to wear a belt, for a full week?
-Yes, I think you would be a perfect candidate for it.
He walked back to his chair and sat down. He continued on.
-It would be a special belt that I have built myself, I want to see how well it performs in the wild so to speak before I decide if I want to begin mass production of it.
-Ha…and you want me out of all the thousand workers in your company.
-Stand up! He said abruptly with a firm voice.
Ferny did as she was told, not really sure why she did it.
-Wha…
-Stay quiet!
Ferny stopped and stood still, not saying a word. What was going on?
-I know your type, even though you might not be aware of it yet.
He took out a silver looking belt. Or maybe it was steel? It looked similar to the belt she had tested earlier for imperfections. But this belt was majestic, clean, she wondered how it was able to be one continuous piece, it seemed like an engineering marvel.
-You are going to put this on, because that is what I want you to do, is that clear. Nod if you understand.
Ferny nodded, Fear mixed with excitement as she stood in the middle of the room.
-Good, and you are going to put this on now, in front of me, so take off your overalls and pants.
Wait, wait, wait what? She was to undress now, in front of him? Remembering she wasn’t allowed to speak she wasn’t sure how to respond.
-Well, I am waiting.
Rather clumsy she started to undress and a few moments later she was standing beside the pile of her clothes, naked. She tried to shield herself with her arms but Sir pointed out to leave the arms by the side so she did.
Well Ferny, she thought to herself, this was certainly not what I had in mind when I was called to his office.
-Good, now put on the belt and secure it.
Ferny stepped forward and grabbed the belt, put it under her feet and pulled it up. It felt cold to the touch. When The belt reached her waist she clicked it in place.
-Well done, how does it feel?
Ferny looked up and into his eyes, with a confused look.
-Ah, sorry, you may speak again.
The sensation was strange, she knew the belt was now locked, and there was no way to unlock it that she could see. She tried to pull it apart again but now it seemed like there never was an opening to begin with. The engineering part of her brain tried to dissect the belt while the primal part started to feel excitement. A week, trapped? Locked?
-I’m not sure… It’s my first time wearing something like this.
-You’ll get used to it pretty fast and if there is any trouble with it I want you to call this number.
Sir pushed a small card with a number on it towards her.
-You may dress now.
She put the clothes back on and took the note, putting it in her pocket.
.Thank you for your time, Miss Ferny. I look forward to your report after a week. You may leave now.
In a daze she turned around and walked out of the office. What had just happened? She thought to herself.