Two Against The World

Work A Holics

Buzz buzz, buzz buzz incoming message from Pixi

I smile and open my phone up reading the message that was sent. I wondered what she meant about her schedule. I opened the attachment and was in awe, not in a good way either. Does this woman even sleep? The calendar before me has different coloured blocks of time on different days and it has a colour coded chart at the bottom. It seems like she's working every day for the next month. 

Hey Pixi, I'll come see you at one of your shows that way we can dance together and I don't need an appointment to see you. 

xx Scot

He sighs and rubs his temples shaking his head, wondering what he's doing with his life. He's a busy man and now he has to work around a woman? He looks at his phone where he has the photo of the day she came into his life and smiled, long game it is he thought. 

Back at Pixi's castle-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Good Morning Arti, coffee is on if you want it" 

"Yas!!" 

Pixi and her daughter stand in front of their work schedules sighing and pin pointing which office and club they were working at that day. 

"I have to figure out what music I'm playing today. What do we feel like?" Arti sips her coffee and looks to her mother for an opinion.

"Eh, it's early yet I'm not really sure, we have an hour or so." Pixi replies still looking at the schedule. "I have a shift this morning too before you, there is a new singer whose asked for a host. Not sure why they don't just use their managers but it should be interesting."

Arti responds with a nod and a sigh. "I'll come see the singer too I guess, I have nothing on other then our set anyway." 

The two continue looking at the wall covered in schedules and  highlights on who works where and then turn their attention to the closets.

"Arti, what do we want to wear today?" Pix throws open the doors, the many gowns, out fits, costumes hung in no specific order as she and Arti walk in and sit on the sofa staring at the large collection of clothing. The thing about where they worked today, it was a FemDom club. This means most if not all of the women enjoyed dominating men, and the men who visited enjoyed serving the women, in every way possible, from being a friend, to a display piece in their homes, to filling their every s****l desire. It was custom at this business for men to show up nude, in hopes to attract the attention of a women who wanted their desires filled. The venue was not the favoured job of the two women, but it paid more then just their bills, the money alone made the scene worth while. 

"Well, I'm just going with a skirt, thigh high boots and shirt" Decided Artemis. The special thing about Arti was that she naturally knew what looked good at all times. Her favourite hobby was shopping of course. So Pulling out an outfit from one of her shopping bags was completely normal. After she had warn it, it will join the rest of their overflowing closet. You have to understand that this large closet wasn't just for Pixi and Arti, but there were many more kids in the house who chose it as a great spot to keep their belongings as well. Changing into her chosen outfit Arti headed into the bathroom to fix her make up and her hair.

Pixi groans as she looks at the closet delaying choosing an outfit that fit her work place. Fine, she thought, I'm just going with a one piece Lacy leotard thing at least it's quick on and quick off and tips will be good. She pulls it off it's wrack and works the tight lace over her curves, the pattern just covered her perked n*****s and hid the most important parts of her body. She picks out a pair of heals and looks at herself in the mirror. Her body looked amazing in this outfit and she grinned, knowing how good she looked she topped this outfit off with a leather jacket and headed into the bathroom with Arti to do her hair and make up. 

"I feel like I look like a s**t." Pixi groaned while resting her forehead on her counter. 

"You look great Mom, it will be fine, don't worry about it. Not like you aren't used to these odd men falling at your feet. I'm pretty sure you could wear a trash bag and the men there would still follow you everywhere. I don't know how you do it". 

"I hate the attention Arti, I wish I could wear a trash bag and some halloween mask so that maybe, just maybe, I could be normal in that club. But, that's not ever going to happen so I guess we should just get used to it." 

Buzz buzz, buzz buzz

"Maaaaam! You're phone!!!"

"Can you see who it is Arti, I'm making more coffee." 

Arti opens her moms phone and starts laughing. "Mom, does Scot know where you work, like the kind of places we work at?" 

"Huh? Kind of not really, Why?" 

Instead of handing Pixi her phone, her daughter begins to laugh as she informs her mother that Scot will be coming to her work today to visit. This amusement was priceless to Arti just watching her mothers colour drain from her face and her eyes start to flicker between red and grey as the realization hits her slowly. 

"He can't see us at that place, what is he thinking! What am I thinking?! Arti what am I doing?!" Pixi was panicking and it was clear as day to her daughter who just enjoyed her mother scrambling about. "Arti, we've only met a couple times and now he's going to show up at my work where he's supposed to wear nothing?! He can't do that! It's not a decent place! He has a reputation!" 

"Mom, just enjoy the fact he's putting effort in to see you. I've heard he's a really nice guy, I use his company for my Djing, On the business side, he's amazing at what he does. Just see where it goes. I know in the past we've been hurt, all of us. Those scars wont go away but in time they will fade. What if he's trying to impress you. Just see where it goes.." 

Taking a few deep breaths Pixi nods and replies to Scots with the address of her work place. What could possibly go wrong?