Momo had never felt more scared and humiliated in her life. She tried to hold back the tears as best she could. Even while the pain tore through her as she lost the innocence that she was told to save until her wedding night.
"Are you alright?" Sousuke asked, he could tell that she wasn't though.
Momo just nodded her head, after telling herself that she was.
"Are you sure? If you need me to stop, I will," Sousuke told her.
"It's okay. I'm just a little sore is all," Momo said.
"I may be paying you, but you still have the right to say no or tell me to stop," Sousuke said, brushing a strand of hair out of her face.
"It's alright. I'm just not use to doing this kind of thing," Momo said, trying to sound reassuring.
"It's alright for you to tell me if you're uncomfortable doing something. Just because you're a prostitute and I'm paying for your services doesn't mean that it's alright for me to abuse you. If you're in pain let me know and I'll stop. The last thing I want is to hurt any woman. Do you understand?"
"Yes, and thank you, sir. If I need to stop I'll let you know," Momo answered meekly.
"Good," Sousuke answered.
After about an hour or two, Sousuke finished with her and removed himself from her and fell on his back next to her.
Momo lay there for a few minutes. She felt numb inside, her head was spinning. She couldn't believe what had just happened.
Momo got out of the bed and forced herself to take a shower to get rid of all the blood, sweat and semon.
She was shocked at the size of the master bathroom. Like pretty much everything else in the penthouse, it was larger than any room in the small appartment that she shared with Toushiro.
It had a two sink vanity, an enormous shower that was separate from the large tub.
"I'll have one of the maids help you get ready when your done with your shower," Sousuke told her.
"Thank you, sir. Aren't you going to shower first?" Momo asked.
"No, I need to send for something for you to wear to dinner and I would imagine that it might take you a little longer to get ready than it will take me. Especially if something has to be taken in, you look rather thin," Sousuke explained.
"Thank you, sir," Momo replied.
"There are toiletries in the bathroom. Feel free to use whatever you need to clean-up.
"Thank you, sir. But I brought my own, unless you would rather I use the ones you have," Momo said.
"Use whatever ever you would prefer. I'm surprised that you thought to bring your own," Sousuke commented.
"I was planning on showering before I returned home. I didn't want to risk my room-mate noticing if I came home smelling like strange men," Momo explained.
"Understandable. I can imagine that would be extremely awkward," Sousuke said understandingly.
She gathered her shampoo, conditioner and body wash from her bag and entered the shower.
She felt sick to her stomach over what had happened. She still couldn't believe this was happening. She scrubbed her skin hard, trying to get rid of the feeling of filth. She washed her legs off and in between her legs, washing the semen, sweat, lubricant and her blood away. She felt so ashamed of herself and so disgusted with herself. Her grandmother would be so ashamed of her, so disappointed with her.
The only good thing about her grandmother being dead was that she wasn't around to see this day. It would've broken her heart, maybe even killed her. At least Momo wasn't going to have to live with that on her conscience.
Momo couldn't help it, she could feel the tears falling down her cheeks. If not for the fact that she had felt her eyes well-up she would've thought that it was just the shower water running down her cheeks. Of course the sobs starting to wrack her body were also indications that she was crying. She scrubbed herself all over but still she felt filthy. She sank to her knees in the shower and allowed herself a good cry. Hoping to get it out of her system. She didn't want to risk breaking down into tears during dinner. That would not be good. She had already been humiliated enough. But she knew she would be further humiliated and shamed later that night. She had agreed to do this with him both before dinner and after dinner.
Dinner, at least she would be getting a meal out of this, which is more than she would've expected tonight. Even though it was her birthday. This was definitely not her happiest birthday. Maybe this was even her worst birthday ever! She cried her eyes out about more before pulling herself together got back up and washed herself off, washed her hair and tried to remove the filth she still felt. Failing to get rid of the filth she gave-up, turned-off the water, squeezed the excess water out of her hair, stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel for her hair and a towel for the rest of her body.
Meanwhile, Sousuke got online and made a few phone calls and got a few jewelry pieces on loan for the evening and the next morning from Tiffany's. As for her evening attire he got her a deep red dress from one of the boutiques. It strappy, with some draping across the bust and an A-line skirt. The dress was about ankle-length, he had to ask that it be hemmed for someone of about five feet tall before if would be sent-up. Being that he owned the hotel chain they had it finished-up fast. Since it was a size small and laced-up in the back there probably wouldn't be needing any other alternations. For her shoes he checked the size of her shoes and ordered some low-heel sling backs that matched the dress.
Sousuke heard a knock at his bedroom door.
"Come in, Haribel," Sousuke answered in reply to the maid.
She entered the room. She didn't have a very pleasant look on her face. She never really cared about some of his habits. Personally she would rather be off work before he brought one of his prostitutes home. Unfortunately she had to do a little extra over time tonight and she had to be there while he was having his way with the young woman he brought home.
She knew him well enough to know that he wouldn't sleep with an underage girl. Even so, that girl still looked like a teenager, a young one at that looked like she wasn't old enough to drive. Even so, she knew that he wouldn't take a girl at her word if she told him that she was old enough, even if she looked old enough. No doubt she would need to show him some form of ID with a date of birth listed.
"Did you want to see me about something?" Haribel asked. She could hear the water running in the bathroom and knew the girl was in the shower.
"Yes, would you mind staying a bit longer? The young woman may need some assistance getting ready for this evening," Sousuke explained.
"I suppose I could stay a little bit longer to help the young woman," Haribel said, a hint or two of annoyance present in her voice.
"Thank you. I trust you'll do well to make her look more appropriate enough for this dinner tonight. She's no professional and I'm not sure that she will have an easy time mixing and mingling with the other guests. She has to at least look like she belongs in order to make-up for that," Sousuke explained.
"Don't worry about it, I'll make sure she's ready for you to show her off," Haribel answered.
"Don't make her feel uncomfortable about herself," Sousuke told her. Haribel was a little surprised at what sounded like concern in his voice for a girl that he had only just met that evening.
They heard the water turn-off and a few minutes later she stepped out of the bathroom. She looked bit upset but she did a good job hiding it.
"I'm sorry if I took too long," she said apologetically.
"Not at all, I'm still working on getting a few things for you to wear for the evening as well as breakfast tomorrow," Sousuke assured her.
"I hope it isn't any trouble," Momo said.
"Not at all. By the way, Haribel here will help you get ready for the evening. Haribel, in a few minutes Momo's clothes for the evening should be here. If I'm still in the shower then I'll need you to come and get me. Understood?" Sousuke asked the maid.
"Yes, sir," Haribel answered.
"Good. Now I'll need to finish these calls," Sousuke replied.
"Of course sir. Follow me, Miss," Haribel said turning to Momo.
Momo followed her to one of the guest bedrooms where Haribel sat her down in front of a vanity with lights around the mirror.
"Now let's see what we have to work with," Haribel said removing the towel from her head allowing Momo's nearly waist-length hair to cascade down her back.
"I have to admit you have beautiful hair," Haribel complimented her.
"Thank you, that's very kind of you," Momo said feeling a little weird and uncomfortable about having someone else messing with her hair.
"I think that maybe a French twist would suit you for the evening. You need to look more sophisticated for the evening. Do you have any hairpins with you?" Haribel asked.
"No I didn't, I wore my hair down for the evening," Momo explained.
"I see. Well, hopefully Mr. Aizen thought to have one of his personal shoppers get some. In the meantime we need to dry all this hair of yours."
"Of course," Momo agreed. She could tell this woman wasn't too crazy about helping her to get ready for the evening. Personally Momo had no desire to have someone work on her like this.
Meanwhile, Sousuke finished making the phone calls to get everything Momo would need for the evening and he got into the shower. Sousuke felt rather bad about the girl and her situation. It was neither right nor fair for her to be in such a situation for her to sell herself on the street like that.
At least he would be able to keep her off the street for the night and she would be able to get something to eat. Probably better than anything she had before. Not that it would be nearly enough to make her night better. Another thing she wouldn't be on the street and he had no intention of abusing her or killing her, which would likely happen to a girl like her if she ended-up with the wrong John. Also he would be able to pay her much more than she would make on the street. Maybe she could stay off the street for a few years.
'Wait, what did it say on her driver's license under date of birth? Was it the third of January or the third of June? She said she was twenty-one, not twenty-one and a half. Today was the third of June, that would make today her birthday! This would have to be the worst birthday ever for her!' Sousuke thought to himself.
The thought that she was spending her twenty-first birthday working as a prostitute, selling her virginity no less made him feel disgusted with himself.
'Well if it is today it's too late to do any thing about that now. The least I can do to make her night go a little bit better than it's been so far,' Sousuke told himself.
Sousuke finished-up in the shower started getting ready for the evening when he heard a knock at the door.
"Come in."
"Your personal shoppers are here," Haribel replied.
"Thank you, Haribel. I'll be out there in a minute," he replied putting on a dress shirt.
"Yes, sir," Haribel replied before exiting, closing the door behind her.
After a few minutes, Sousuke came out and took care of the payment and dismissed the three women.
Haribel took the dress boxes, shoe boxes and the shopping bags to the guest bedroom where Momo was.
As the woman got closer she could hear what sounded like crying coming from the room. She opened the door and found the girl with her face buried in her hands, she was crying her eyes out. Haribel noticed that the towel, that she had used to wrap her hair up was folded-up and the girl was sitting on it.
"Is there something wrong?" Haribel asked sounding a little annoyed as she entered the room, closing the door behind her.
Momo jerked her head up in the direction of the woman. Haribel noticed the tear stains on her face and what looked like a mixture of terror, humiliation, shame and pain. Haribel felt badly for the girl.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. I just didn't want to spend my evening. I've never done anything like this," Momo explained as she wiped away her tears.
"Working as a prostitute? Having sex with a man you had just met?" Haribel asked setting the items on the bed and taking out the items until she found what she was looking for.
"Well, that too..." Momo said, trailing-off.
Haribel started working on the young woman's hair.
"What else do you mean?" Haribel asked, yanking on the girl's hair, causing her to yelp in pain.
"I've never had sex before. This was my first time..." Momo said through tears.
"Are you saying you were still a virgin?" Haribel asked, shocked by what she was hearing.
"I was until a few hours ago. Shortly after I arrived here," Momo said, trying to hold back the tears.
Haribel let go of the girl's hair. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Had this girl really sold her virginity her first night as a prostitute?
"Are you telling me that Mr. Aizen is the first man you ever had sex with?" Haribel asked.
"Yes, he is," Momo admitted.
"Are you still bleeding? Is that why you're sitting on the extra towel?" Haribel asked, starting to feel sick as the realization of what the girl was telling her began to sink in.
"Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry to cause you more work. I'm sure that you would rather not have to clean-up a lot of blood," Momo answered, holding the towel wrapped around her body close to her body, trying her best to preserve what little dignity she had left.
Haribel couldn't believe this girl. After her hellish evening she was apologizing for bleeding on some towels and probably some bed sheets after losing her virginity in such a way.
"Don't worry about it. Do you need a sanitary napkin or something?" Haribel asked as she went back to working on the younger woman's hair. This time being gentler, nicer.
"Thank you, ma'am. I have a few in my bag. It's in Mr. Aizen's room. I can go get it after you're done with my hair," Momo said.
"Don't worry about it. I can go get it. I don't think you should need to be wandering around in a towel. Especially if you're still bleeding. If you're bleeding a lot it might run down your legs and I doubt you want to be washing your legs off again before dinner," Haribel said sympathetically.
"Thank you ma'am. I appreciate it," Momo said politely. Trying to hold back her tears again.
"How old are you?" Haribel asked.
"Twenty-one," Momo answered softly.
"You look a lot younger than that," Haribel said, pinning the girl's hair-up in the back.
"My wallet is in my bag too. My license is in it," Momo said softly.
"Alright. When I bring you your bag you can show me," Haribel replied.
"Yes, ma'am," Momo said again.
Haribel finished-up with the girl's hair then went to fetch her bag.
She returned with the bag and handed it to the young woman.
Momo pulled out her wallet and once again showed her ID to someone she just met in order to prove her age.
Haribel looked at the date of birth and saw that it was the girl's twenty-first birthday!
"According to this, today is your birthday," Haribel said.
"Yes it is. This is not the way I hoped to spend it," Momo said, depression evident in her voice.
"I would think not. I would imagine that you would rather be spending it with your friends. Especially on your twenty-first birthday. I would imagine you would've been planning on going bar hopping instead of working as an escort," Haribel said. She handed Momo one of the bags and a dress box.
"I'll let you get dressed in private. I'll be right outside if you need anything," Haribel told her.
"Thank you. Umm, I do need something out of his room..." Momo said, trailing-off, a little embarrassed.
"If you're referring to your lingerie, there are some in the bag. Don't worry, knowing him, I'm sure he checked the labels on your clothes for your size before ordering anything," Haribel said before exiting the room.
Momo felt a bit embarrassed but she got to work getting dressed. She retrieved a liner from her bag and after getting over her embarrassment she started getting dressed, being sure to put the liner in place and avoid getting blood on any of the new clothes. She was stunned by the dress. She had no doubt that it cost more than she could ever make in a year or at least a month. It was somewhat backless which explained why the bra was so low in the back. It was also beaded. She slipped on the dress and adjusted it a little in the back before tying it so that it wouldn't come undone, until it was time to come undone that is. She turned a little red in the cheeks at the thought. She knew she was going to be doing this again later tonight.
Momo decided to just push that thought out of her mind for the time being. She needed to get through the evening without falling apart. She decided to just think about the positive for tonight.
'I'm not on the street, in the rain. I'm not going to go hungry tonight. I'm sure that the restaurant has a good bar, so I'll be able to drink. I shouldn't have to worry about a busted air conditioner keeping me up tonight,' Momo thought to herself. That made her feel a little bit better. Maybe she would be able to get through the night without breaking down again.
She slipped on the shoes, a pair of beaded slingbacks with a two-inch heels, they fitted perfectly. She'll looked at herself in the mirror, she had to admit she did look beautiful, stunning even. She smiled a little at the way she looked.
She heard a knock at the door.
"Come in," she said.
Haribel entered.
"You look lovely. Do you need help with your makeup?"
"Thank you. I think I have some in my bag," Momo said as she reached for it.
"I'm pretty sure I saw some of the more, high class brand makeup. Here it is," Haribel said looking around and finding a MAC shopping bag. Haribel sat Momo down again and set to work on the young woman's makeup. She applied crimson lipstick, black eyeliner, mascara and eyeshadow with some silver highlight.
"There, done. You look beautiful," Haribel told the young woman.
"Thank you," Momo said shyly. She still felt self-conscious under the circumstances. She knew she was in way over her head, but there was nothing she could do about it. She was just lucky that she was going to have an evening to be Cinderella. She just wished that she could've been with someone special. But it was too late. Once again she pushed those thoughts out of her mind and put on a brave face, smiling a little.
"Here, you'll need this," Harribel said putting the makeup in a matching clutch bag with both a small strap for carrying on her arm and long strap for her shoulder, either of which could be put into the bag for different looks.
"Oh, thank you," Momo said, returning to the present.
"You'll also need your ID if you want to get something to drink. They have a well stocked bar at the restaurant, make sure you get something expensive, I think you've earned it and it is your birthday. But pace yourself. Otherwise you may wake-up with a serious hangover," Haribel added.
"Of course. I should probably take my cell phone with me so that I can call my room mate and friends to let them know that I won't be available to celebrate this evening. I feel so terrible about that," Momo said as she added her wallet with license, ID and some money in it and her cell phone.
"Of course. What do you plan on telling them exactly?" Haribel asked getting the beaded shawl.
"I really don't know," Momo said sounding a little sad. "I'm afraid of what they'll think and how they'll react if I tell them where I am or what I'm doing. How can I ever tell them I'm working as a hooker?"
"Well you don't have to tell them tonight. That you started to work as a hooker that is. You could just tell them that you won't be able to make it home tonight, that you won't be able to go clubbing tonight. Tell them not to worry though."
"Thanks, but what if they ask for more details?" Momo asked taking the shawl and draping it around her shoulders.
"Just explain that something came-up and you'll be busy all night and that you'll be home later tomorrow," Haribel suggested.
"Thanks. I'll try that. If worse comes to worse I'll just tell them that I can't tell them right now and ask them to understand," Momo said.
"That would probably be best. Now, lets get you out of here. It's almost dinner time and I don't think Mr. Aizen wants to be late," Haribel said. She was about to escort the young woman out into the hallway when there was a knock on the door.
"We're coming," Momo called.
"May I come in first?" Sousuke asked. Haribel opened the door allowing Sousuke to enter the room. Momo was still sitting at the vanity, feeling suddenly really shy and a little afraid. Sousuke was amazed at how beautiful she looked. With the makeup she looked less like a child and more like an adult, granted a rather young one, but at least old enough to be...well...sleeping with someone his age.
"I must say, you did an really good job, Haribel. She looks lovely," Sousuke said to Haribel.
"Thank you, sir. Do you need me for anything else?" Haribel asked.
"No, thank you, Haribel. You can go home now," Sousuke said.
"Thank you, sir. Oh, one more thing, you treat that girl well. Make sure you treat her like a princess this evening. Make her feel special, she deserves it. I know it's her birthday in case you didn't," Haribel added before leaving.
"You look very lovely, Momo," Sousuke said as he walked over to where the young woman was sitting.
"Thank you, sir," Momo said looking away shyly.
"I have a few pieces of jewelry on loan for you to wear for the evening," Sousuke said placing two small Tiffany blue boxes. Opening them up them Sousuke revealed a pair of earrings each with a single pearl and a round brilliant cut diamond, in one box and in the other was matching necklace.
"They're beautiful, sir," Momo said shyly.
"Not as beautiful as you, my dear," Sousuke said helping her by placing the necklace around her necklace.
Momo fumbled a little with one of the earrings before Sousuke took over for her, taking care not to hurt her.
"Thank you, sir. I don't normally wear earrings," Momo said a little nervous.
"Well, these certainly seem to suit you," Sousuke said helping with her the other earring before placing his finger under her chin and turning her face to allow him to get a good look at her before allowing her a look at herself in the mirror. She absent mindedly touched the necklace that hung around her neck. She did look beautiful.
"Come. We should get going. We shouldn't be late for dinner," Sousuke said offering the young woman his hand. Momo took his hand, allowing Sousuke to help her up in a gentlemanly fashion. Momo grabbed the clutch and allowed him to escort her out of the room then out of the penthouse. Sousuke locked the door to the penthouse behind them before taking her by the arm and escorting her to the elevator.
"Don't worry, my dear. You look beautiful and I can assure you that some of my associates are friendly enough to treat you with at least enough respect to make you comfortable around them. Although, you should know that Shunsui is a bit of a womanizer, but I can assure you that he's harmless. And his assistant, Nanao Ise is quite good at keeping him in line," Sousuke said smiling kindly at Momo, making her feel a little more at ease.
"Juushiro is also quite the gentleman, he's kind and doesn't judge others. Byakuya, is a bit stoic and may seem rather cold, but he's decent enough. Just don't expect him to make you feel welcome. His people skills aren't exactly one of his strong suits," Sousuke warned her.
Momo smiled slightly in spite of herself.
The elevator doors opened and the two stepped in.
"That's better. You look even more beautiful when you smile," Sousuke said, causing her to smile a little more.
"Thank you, sir," Momo said shyly.
"Just relax, you'll be just fine," Sousuke told her.
When the elevator doors opened again they exited and he took her by the arm and escorted her to the restaurant where the others were.