(past)
It was a big day for the girls. Selina had turned 16, which made her legal enough to officially be promoted to auditor. Higher place meant more money. For her birthday, Andrew had given Selina her first paycheck as auditor, which the girls immediately spent. Sylvia dragged the birthday girl out for a shopping spree. They got bags worth of outfits from the.r favorite shops, not even bothering to try than on first.
At 3 in the afternoon, they went to the abbey to pick up Maggie. The nuns hosted a little birthday lunch for Selina, complete with gifts and prayers. After lunch, the three girls went to the boardwalk for a stroll, eating cotton candy and sight seeing. Later, they went to an arcade, before ending the day with dinner and a movie.
They had one final hangout at the girls' place, where they partied like hotel trashing rock stars. At 11pm, Selina took Maggie back to the abbey while Sylvia stayed home. Selina stayed a while to play with Isis, who'd become the abbey mascot. When Selina came home, Sylvia was gone.
Sylvia was back by morning and they went to work together. By two weeks, it'd become routine for them. Sylvia would disappear some nights, but was back by morning. Sometimes, Sylvia didn't come back, and she'd miss work. Nevertheless, Sylvia was able to keep up her part of their financial responsibilities, and more.
Selina didn't ask too many questions. She was busy hanging out with the Hathaways. Andrew had become like a father to her, and Emily Hathaway was like the mother she always wanted. Emily often took Selina out to lunches, or sometimes even to salons. One Sunday, she introduced the couple to Maggie, and the Hathaways were soon parentally infatuated with the little Kyle.
When school ended for summer break, the Hathaways took Selina and Maggie on a vacation to Spain. The girls loved it. They'd never been out of the state before, and gee they were on another continent. The pseudo-family enjoyed all the parks, concerts, and tourist attractions Spain had to offer. Of course, the art oriented gang also checked out a few of the country's galleries and museums. The girls collected many souvenirs, from different countries even, before they went home.
Once back, the Hathaways dropped the girls at the abbey, and Selina later went home to find Sylvia restlessly waiting for her. Selina was excited to share her trip with her best friend, but Sylvia was more interested in something else.
"So, you know how I've been gone some nights?"
"You have?" Selina teased, "I hardly noticed!" She said as she started putting her stuff in her closet.
Sylvia rolled her eyes and followed Selina, startling her when she turned around.
"I got another job, and this one pays so much better than the factory!"
"And it's night work?" Selina asked with a worried tone as she went to bed.
"...yes."
"Where's the job at?" Selina already regretted asking.
"At a club."
"Sylvia!" Selina threw a pillow at her. "What the hell?!"
"It's not as bad as you think!" Sylvia replied in her defense.
"No?! Dancing for creepy old men in my underwear? No. Thank. You."
"That's not the job he has for you."
"He? And how does he know about me? How did he find you?"
"Remember when we were celebrating your birthday? With our door open? Well, Stan saw us. He came over when you were dropping off Maggie. Sometimes he follows you out at night..."
"Syl!" Selina screamed and picked up the lamp to throw, but put it down. "I'm sixteen! This is illegal!"
"You're not gonna be a bar dancer, ok!" Sylvia went on her knees, "He has another place for you. You get to be fully dressed, and fully in control."
"I... I don't know."
"You can walk away if you don't like it."
"Why haven't you left?"
"I don't want to go. I like what I do. I'm sure you're gonna love what you do, too."
If there was one thing in life Selina should have said no to, it was this. She followed Sylvia to the club Friday night to meet Stan. The man was just the average pimp, animal print and gold chains, a toothpick forever stuck between his lips. Sylvia went to her place, and Stan took Selina to the red room, which was a full on sex dungeon.
A woman, all dressed in leather, was waiting to show Selina the ropes. The madame gave Selina a leather zip up, which covered her toe to top. She also gave Selina high heeled lace up boots, put her hair in a tight fish tail, and a blood red lipstick to complete the look. Ironically, after all that get up, she stowed Selina in a hide room.
Madame wore an eye mask to hide her face, which reminded Selina of a spider. When the client came in, she referred to herself as madame Black Widow. That made sense. Selina watched a couple sessions of men and women being sexually punished by the madame, but even through the pain, they enjoyed it. At the end of their sessions, one of the managers would come back to collect the client and gave madame a big stack of cash.
For her last two clients, Black Widow pulled Selina in to the room.
"Want people to know that pretty face?" Madame drew a nail down Selina's cheek.
"N...no!"
"That's what I thought. Got any idea what you're gonna be?"
Selina had a confident answer for this question.
"Cat."
The dominatrix smiled at her. She rummaged through her trunk of stuff, pulling out a Venetian eye mask.
"Try this on for size," she tossed it to Selina.
The girl took it to the mirror and put it on, tying the ribbon tight behind her head. Black Widow came to stand behind Cat, and drew her hands down the girl's sides like a proud mother.
"How does that feel?"
"Powerful."
"Excellent."
The first of the two clients was blindfolded as he came in. The Black Widow only provided the voice, while Cat did the physical work. The last client was all Cat's. The manager brought the client in, who was excited to see a new woman waiting for him.
"Um... where's-"
The door slammed before he could finish.
"Black Widow? Right here. You've been a bad boy, Christopher. Rreally, baad!" The dominatrix walked him backwards to the center of the room.
"I just don't know what to do with you anymore!" She pouted, saddened, but then she smiled brightly.
"But Madame Kitty is all new!" She hissed in his ear, "and she's waiting to get her hands dirty on you."
Madame Kitty cracked the whip her teacher had given her, drawing the man's attention.
"Oh, you're a bad dog I hear, Christopher!" She walked with a sway of her hips. "But Madame Kitty's got a whole new set of tricks for you!"
By the end of the night, the man was crying, and for the first time, Selina truly felt relieved of the grudge against her father. Black Widow even made Chris give Kitty a tip before he ran out.
"So, how'd you like it?" Madame asked Selina as she split the fare.
"And they don't get to touch me?" Selina asked for the nth time, just to be sure.
"NoPe!" The dominatrix looked at Selina, "I can see you hangin' around' kid. You got skill."
To the Black Widow, Selina was a kid even at 'eighteen'.
"How long have you been doing this?"
The two dominatrixes finally exchanged introductions as Selina changed back into her clothes. Black Widow even told Cat how to make the deal with Stan. Stan came for her later, and took her to his office to strike a deal. Selina refused to be owned, and didn't sign a contract.
That Sunday, she didn't go to church.
