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It took a moment for Tifa's eyes to adjust to the dim red light inside of The Dons mansion. Cheesy neon hearts flickered and glowed from every angle. What could have been a handsome staircase seemed dirty under the poor lighting. A man sat behind a large desk, lazily scanning a piece of paper laying out in front of him. He hadn't seemed to notice Tifa, and drawing up the dignity she could, she walked over in front of the man, trying her best not to waddle, but her large plastic stinger made it difficult. "Hello, my name is Tifa Lockhart, and I am here for my appointment." she stated in a loud clear voice. With an annoyed wave of his hand, he muttered "Up the stairs...middle door", never taking his eyes out of the parchment. "Humph" Tifa scowled at his uncaring nature, and turned on her heel to the steps behind her.
Very slowly she moved up the stairs, gliding her hand up the railing. A full length mirror was at the top, and she stared critically at herself for a moment. She couldn't help but notice how shabby she now looked. Her bath had been in vain, the small mob attack had gotten her just as dusty as she had been before, if not worse. The one missing wing annoyed her greatly. The had no idea how hard she had worked to make this costume, much less all the hassle it took to keep it secret from Barrett, Marlene, and the AVALANCHErs. She would get back at them someday... but for the present time, all her focus was on The Don. Glancing at her tasseled hair, she thought hopefully that The Don might go for this kind of look, but She still frantically tried to comb it out with her fingers. Admitting defeat, she walked over to the middle door, taking little notice of the other two. This door was obviously much more important then the other two. An intricate design of ivy and hearts outlined its border. With a final tug of her skintight leotard to make sure it was in place, she reached forward and turned the knob.
It opened with ease, and Tifa let it swing inward. It seemed even darker inside then in the main lobby, but she stepped through the doorway. It was hard to be sure of her surroundings. Shadowy and unrecognizable shapes littered the sides of the room, but the middle was bare except for one shape, slightly shorter then she was. Suddenly the door slammed shut behind her. Tifa gasped and turned around quickly, but was unexpectedly tackled to the ground by one of the shapes on her left, and she felt her stinger crack and break under her. A bright light flared onto the shape in front of her, and a short squat man was staring grimly at her. He had a red coat, and a blond Mohawk going across his bald head. This was the infamous Don. "Only one question... can you handle..." He snapped his fingers, and the man that had tackled Tifa before begin to wildly tear her leotard off, ripping it to shreds and throwing the pieces away, "This?" and then the Man forced her legs apart forcefully. She screamed as loud as she could, crying out loud, but soon he was on top of her, pumping furiously into her. Against her will, she moaned loudly between her tears, slapping at the figure on top of her with all her strength. In response he grabbed Tifa closer, and held her face up against his chest...
Then he was off of her, and had gone off into the shadows once more, leaving Tifa naked and crying in a heap on the floor, her Antennae hanging lopsidedly off the top of her head. "Now, if you would be so kind as to come into my office..." The Don continued, as if nothing had happened at all. Tifa looked up in a rage of tears and hate, but He had turned his back on her, "To inquire about future job employment..." and then he walked under the curtain behind him. Immediately she got up and ran to the exit, trying to keep herself covered up as best she could. However, the door was locked. She desperately pounded on it, "let me out..." Everything had become horribly twisted, Tifa felt sick to her stomach, and an overwhelming amount of self-blame was slowly taking over her mind. How could she have been so stupid... She had thought she had known what went on in this place, thought she could handle it. But this... this was horrible. She curled up in a little ball, leaning against the door, sobbing silently. The Dons voice rang out from behind the curtains, "I am a busy man, please hurry up. I have things to do." Tifa stared in disbelief, how could he be so calm about such a thing? Very slowly, she rose to her feet and miserably shuffled through the room, not even trying to cover herself up anymore. "They've already seen everything anyway..." she thought, and lifting up the curtain, ducked under.
The Don was waiting, and when he saw her enter his face split into a wide grin. He rushed forward to the naked girl in front of him, and hugged Tifa tightly. It shocked Tifa so much that she momentarily thought he was attacking. Then he backed away, and sat on the edge of the large bed behind him. He looked at her, beaming, and patted the spot next to him. Tifa didn't move. He paused for a millisecond, but regained his composure at once. "So... let us get down to business then. I understand you wish to work for me?"
Tifa didn't even show that she had registered him talking at all.
"Ahh, well. My establishment is for only the most refined of gentlemen, of course. So treatment similar to that which you just received will most likely not come up again... I do apologize, but don't worry. You will be paid for that, your first payment, even! Isn't that exciting?" The Don clapped his hands together. "So! Now that that's cleared up, onto the good stuff hmm? Having this job will give you all kinds of benefits, I see to it personally that all my girls are fed, watered, and have a place to sleep. Work uniforms will be supplied, free of charge. You could hardly call what you had on earlier up to our strict code after all .You have a beautiful body, and girls like you bring in all kinds of customers, so we couldn't possibly have you in a rag like that!"
Somewhere deep down, Tifa felt quite indignant of being talked to like this, and surveyed as if she were a piece of meat. On the outside however, she kept a silent, sullen face. She didnt want to do this... and even after her treatment, the thought of food, drink, and a warm bed was incredibly difficult to resist...
"Of course, those are just the benefits, of course. We havent even started with the pay" The Don continued, "If you join our Honey Bee Family, you will be paid a minimum of one hundred Gil a night, and all the tips you earn are yours, of course. So your pay is entirely up to you, with a hundred Gil minimum. Not bad huh? If you need some time to think, it is entirely understandable... and if you would like to stay the night, there is a free room out the door and to the left. I hope to see you later if you decide to join us!" Tifa stood up to leave.
"Y'know... I usually only pay my girls 95 when they first start... but you, you sweetie, I have a good feeling about you." He swatted her bottom with his palm. She paused at his touch... and without a word continued her way out.
----------------------------------------------Thats it for Chapter 5!------- -----------------------------------------------
Im not sure whether to continue or not... there are obviously two paths for Tifa to take... So let me know in your reviews! Keep going, or end it here? I have an idea for both ways, so either way theres atleast one more Chapter to come.
---------Also a big thank you to Mithrandir505, Lynx16, and AngelOfDeath10 for reviewing!----------
It took a moment for Tifa's eyes to adjust to the dim red light inside of The Dons mansion. Cheesy neon hearts flickered and glowed from every angle. What could have been a handsome staircase seemed dirty under the poor lighting. A man sat behind a large desk, lazily scanning a piece of paper laying out in front of him. He hadn't seemed to notice Tifa, and drawing up the dignity she could, she walked over in front of the man, trying her best not to waddle, but her large plastic stinger made it difficult. "Hello, my name is Tifa Lockhart, and I am here for my appointment." she stated in a loud clear voice. With an annoyed wave of his hand, he muttered "Up the stairs...middle door", never taking his eyes out of the parchment. "Humph" Tifa scowled at his uncaring nature, and turned on her heel to the steps behind her.
Very slowly she moved up the stairs, gliding her hand up the railing. A full length mirror was at the top, and she stared critically at herself for a moment. She couldn't help but notice how shabby she now looked. Her bath had been in vain, the small mob attack had gotten her just as dusty as she had been before, if not worse. The one missing wing annoyed her greatly. The had no idea how hard she had worked to make this costume, much less all the hassle it took to keep it secret from Barrett, Marlene, and the AVALANCHErs. She would get back at them someday... but for the present time, all her focus was on The Don. Glancing at her tasseled hair, she thought hopefully that The Don might go for this kind of look, but She still frantically tried to comb it out with her fingers. Admitting defeat, she walked over to the middle door, taking little notice of the other two. This door was obviously much more important then the other two. An intricate design of ivy and hearts outlined its border. With a final tug of her skintight leotard to make sure it was in place, she reached forward and turned the knob.
It opened with ease, and Tifa let it swing inward. It seemed even darker inside then in the main lobby, but she stepped through the doorway. It was hard to be sure of her surroundings. Shadowy and unrecognizable shapes littered the sides of the room, but the middle was bare except for one shape, slightly shorter then she was. Suddenly the door slammed shut behind her. Tifa gasped and turned around quickly, but was unexpectedly tackled to the ground by one of the shapes on her left, and she felt her stinger crack and break under her. A bright light flared onto the shape in front of her, and a short squat man was staring grimly at her. He had a red coat, and a blond Mohawk going across his bald head. This was the infamous Don. "Only one question... can you handle..." He snapped his fingers, and the man that had tackled Tifa before begin to wildly tear her leotard off, ripping it to shreds and throwing the pieces away, "This?" and then the Man forced her legs apart forcefully. She screamed as loud as she could, crying out loud, but soon he was on top of her, pumping furiously into her. Against her will, she moaned loudly between her tears, slapping at the figure on top of her with all her strength. In response he grabbed Tifa closer, and held her face up against his chest...
Then he was off of her, and had gone off into the shadows once more, leaving Tifa naked and crying in a heap on the floor, her Antennae hanging lopsidedly off the top of her head. "Now, if you would be so kind as to come into my office..." The Don continued, as if nothing had happened at all. Tifa looked up in a rage of tears and hate, but He had turned his back on her, "To inquire about future job employment..." and then he walked under the curtain behind him. Immediately she got up and ran to the exit, trying to keep herself covered up as best she could. However, the door was locked. She desperately pounded on it, "let me out..." Everything had become horribly twisted, Tifa felt sick to her stomach, and an overwhelming amount of self-blame was slowly taking over her mind. How could she have been so stupid... She had thought she had known what went on in this place, thought she could handle it. But this... this was horrible. She curled up in a little ball, leaning against the door, sobbing silently. The Dons voice rang out from behind the curtains, "I am a busy man, please hurry up. I have things to do." Tifa stared in disbelief, how could he be so calm about such a thing? Very slowly, she rose to her feet and miserably shuffled through the room, not even trying to cover herself up anymore. "They've already seen everything anyway..." she thought, and lifting up the curtain, ducked under.
The Don was waiting, and when he saw her enter his face split into a wide grin. He rushed forward to the naked girl in front of him, and hugged Tifa tightly. It shocked Tifa so much that she momentarily thought he was attacking. Then he backed away, and sat on the edge of the large bed behind him. He looked at her, beaming, and patted the spot next to him. Tifa didn't move. He paused for a millisecond, but regained his composure at once. "So... let us get down to business then. I understand you wish to work for me?"
Tifa didn't even show that she had registered him talking at all.
"Ahh, well. My establishment is for only the most refined of gentlemen, of course. So treatment similar to that which you just received will most likely not come up again... I do apologize, but don't worry. You will be paid for that, your first payment, even! Isn't that exciting?" The Don clapped his hands together. "So! Now that that's cleared up, onto the good stuff hmm? Having this job will give you all kinds of benefits, I see to it personally that all my girls are fed, watered, and have a place to sleep. Work uniforms will be supplied, free of charge. You could hardly call what you had on earlier up to our strict code after all .You have a beautiful body, and girls like you bring in all kinds of customers, so we couldn't possibly have you in a rag like that!"
Somewhere deep down, Tifa felt quite indignant of being talked to like this, and surveyed as if she were a piece of meat. On the outside however, she kept a silent, sullen face. She didnt want to do this... and even after her treatment, the thought of food, drink, and a warm bed was incredibly difficult to resist...
"Of course, those are just the benefits, of course. We havent even started with the pay" The Don continued, "If you join our Honey Bee Family, you will be paid a minimum of one hundred Gil a night, and all the tips you earn are yours, of course. So your pay is entirely up to you, with a hundred Gil minimum. Not bad huh? If you need some time to think, it is entirely understandable... and if you would like to stay the night, there is a free room out the door and to the left. I hope to see you later if you decide to join us!" Tifa stood up to leave.
"Y'know... I usually only pay my girls 95 when they first start... but you, you sweetie, I have a good feeling about you." He swatted her bottom with his palm. She paused at his touch... and without a word continued her way out.
----------------------------------------------Thats it for Chapter 5!------- -----------------------------------------------
Im not sure whether to continue or not... there are obviously two paths for Tifa to take... So let me know in your reviews! Keep going, or end it here? I have an idea for both ways, so either way theres atleast one more Chapter to come.
---------Also a big thank you to Mithrandir505, Lynx16, and AngelOfDeath10 for reviewing!----------