I started accepting prompts on tumblr and got handed seventeen. SO I was sort of stumped. This one was anything Molly/Irene.
Molly stared up at the gigantic black door. The thing towered over her as if it were an actual person. She shouldn't be doing this. What was she even thinking? There was still time for her to run. She could start walking off and nobody would be any wiser. It's not like she had done anything but pass a house on her way home from work.
Yet for some reason she couldn't bring herself to do it. It was as if her feet were glued from the floor. Molly cursed herself as she saw the black door slowly creep open. Her breath caught in her throat as she as she saw a figure appear. Obviously a woman's yet completely in shadow. "Well hello there and who might you be?" A voice called out.
Molly squeaked at the voice. Cowering a little. The voice was soft yet somehow persuasive. Giving Molly a desire to answer. "Molly. Molly Hooper."
"Nice to meet you, Molly Hooper," the voice replied. Molly stepped a little forward so she wasn't in the street but on the porch. The figure still remained dark. Examining every inch of her. It was nerve-racking. Never before had she felt so intrigued. "I'm The Woman, Molly," the woman chuckled as she stepped into the light. It took Molly her all not to stare. Her fair was fixed perfectly and her lipstick matched her skin tone marvellously. Molly felt undressed, "but you can call me Mistress."
Molly blinked rapidly. Had she heard right? Did she just tell her to call her Mistress? She tried to speak but her voice remained silent.
"Why, isn't somebody a little mouse? Get in the house, Molly," The Woman purred. "Now!"
"Ye- yes, Mistress," she stuttered before slinking into the house. Irene smirked as she closed the door. It was time to make the mouse into a cat.