The Caged Dove

[cgraven]

The Caged Dove

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Boris Rasputin ran a very exclusive Gentlemen’s Club in a secluded neighborhood. There was nothing from the outside to indicate the true nature of the Club, merely a bronze plaque, with the club’s name, The Caged Dove. Each year there would be several young beauties at Mount Holyoke, scholarship students, who had problems paying their students loans and Boris was always willing to give, certain of these young beauties a job.

The The Caged Dove was an impressive Edwardian Manson on a secluded tree line street. There was no indication of the Club’s true nature, noting to cause a young lady to be weary until she actually entered the The Caged Dove and even then nothing immediately. The entry was welcoming, rich polished oak, oriental carpets on the floor, with a small cloakroom to the right, before opening into a large room that was dominated by two features, a polished wooden bar, and a raised stage with a pole to the left, and a little grotto and water fall to the right, gave the first hints as to the true nature of the The Caged Dove.

Boris Rasputin glanced at his watch, she was already five minutes late. There was always the chance that the young lady would not show, or if she did might just flee, but such was the nature of his business. Five more minutes passed before the doorbell rang.

“Ivan see if that is my 3 o’clock appointment.”

Boris sat behind his mammoth Edwardian desk, his hands tented before his face as he waited to see if the young beauty would actual show up for her interview.

 

[jenwishuknew]

Cintia was a type of girl who had figured out the plans in her life, but as they say, "Things never go the way you imagine." And this saying came about true for the young crimson haired girl. She was an average student but was always eager to learn and was very ambitious. She was from a decent family and nurtured with good values which affected her way of seeing things, which was a bit different than other girls of same age. Making decent amount of money, she didn’t want to burden her parents with her college and tuition. So, she sought other ways of supporting it by herself as she wanted to be independent. It was about one and half years ago when she applied for financial aid and a few loans as they were the last resort of her trying to get some good education, wanting to finish her last year of undergraduate and then join the Master’s program to become something, that was her goal.

Seeing an approval letter from the Master’s program, she felt her dreams would finally come true, considering this was just the beginning of her senior year of her undergraduate program. Starting next year, she’d be chasing new set of dreams but she also realized how she might not have proper funding to go through with it. She got through it alright the last three year as she had to take up a temporary job on campus and then as a bar tender at a local bar, through which she paid off her loans and bills. It wasn’t much but she also knew that Master’s program was going to be much more expensive than now. She got her own apartment to save some money instead of putting money in expensive dorms in college. She loved going to classes, getting grades she needed in her classes to excel at her GPA and the requirements. She even had a boyfriend earlier this year but it didn’t go too far as she always found her relationships in the ruins with the boys her age who were bit immature and ended in a break-up. Also, they seemed to drag her down and the last thing she wanted was to stray away from her goals.

With a beginning of new semester, she had no grants to help her, so she looked around for another temporary job because the one that she had paid very little. Having no proper luck on her side, when her friend suggested to work temporarily at a strip club where one of her good old friend used to work at and knew the pay was better for a bartender at the strip club oppose to a regular bar/lounge. She flat out said no to her at first, not wanting to work at some sleazy club like that. When she saw no other way out of it, she agreed to give it a try and visit the place. The strip club was a bit far away and she preferred it that way so the locals wouldn’t recognize her from anywhere. Having spoken to the owner over the phone, Cintia just arrived to the Gentlmen’s club and rang the bell. Having noticed an empty parking long, she knew this would work just perfectly with her schedule because it’s mostly evening and late night hours. That is if she gets the job today. Dressed in a colorful top and a pair of black leggings, she waited for someone to open the door for her.
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[cgraven]

Your three o’clock appointment is here Boris.

Yuri gave his boss a knowing wink and a devilish grin.

“Very well Yuri show Miss Warren in.”

Boris Rasputin Leaned back in his chair his fingers tented before his face. There was no chair for Cintia to sit in she would have to stand for her interview. Yuri ushered the stunning young beauty into the Boss’s office. Her hair cascaded down over her shoulders in shimmering tawny copper shower to frame the girl’s Angelic face. Her eyes were a sparkling soft azure blue. Boris let his eyes boldly trail down over Cintia supple young body. If she could not take his pointed inspection of her feminine charms then she would never make it here at the Caged Dove.

“I understand that you are applying for a position as a bartender Miss Warren.”

Boris paused for just a moment before continuing.

“You know with your girl next door looks you could make a lot more money as a dancer Miss Warren.”

The blush that kissed Cintia cheeks told Boris that this sweet young beauty’s answer would probably be No. He let the moment pass and they discussed wages, which would be a considerable increase from her present job, shifts, and working hours.

“Now are you looking for a full time job or a part time job Miss Warren?”

The interview then took the shape of all such matters as Boris half listen to Cintia asked her questions and answered his. He knew he would hire her, he was already making plans for Cintia long term employment and the money she was going to make for him.

“There is a uniform that all staff are required to wear Miss Warren. A white button down blouse, a pleated plaid mini skirt, White thigh high nylons, and black Mary Jane shoes. Is that a problem Miss Warren?”

Boris closely studied Cintia’s reactions.

“Of course the caged dove will supply your uniform.”

 

[jenwishuknew]

When Cintia was greeted by his employee, Yuri, she followed into an office where she saw the man in charge. Hearing him speak, she could relate having spoken to him on the phone and realizing he was the owner and the person she had the pleasure of speaking with.

When standing in front of him, the first few moments of silence creeped her out as she could notice him look her up and down. She knew very well the kind of place this was and it was a safe heaven for men where they can openly ogle at women. Looking all presentable as she ran her hand though her hair to place them behind her ear, nodding at him, “Yes, we spoke over the phone?”

“Mr. Rasputin, right?” she asked to confirm before listening to him and smile softly, “Thank you, bu-but I am not looking to work as a dancer. I am better behind the bar. With my experience and all,” she said as she had a cream colored folder in her hand. Her resume was inside it but she felt very odd to come here with her resume. It wasn’t anything fancy but simple. Just in case if he decides to ask her for it, she was ready to present.

She was glad that he didn’t push for it because then she’d just have to turn down. “It would be a part-time. I am still a student and all. So, mostly weekends and evening?” she replied to him in a proper manner while she looked around the place. What he said next, she was a bit surprised by it. She had figured that working as a bartender, she could dress on her own. Sure, fancy cocktail dresses was in her mind but then a uniform. She wasn’t sure about that. She wasn’t coming here to showcase her body. “I guess. If it’s a requirement.” She replied thinking she’d have a look at the uniform and decide what to to do. Unless he would allow her to dress on her own. Whatever the case, she was polite about it for now. “Does this mean I have the job?” she asked curiously but cautiously.

 

[cgraven]

“Mr. Rasputin, right?”

“Yes that is correct Miss Warren.”

The interview was a familiar question and answer period. “It would be a part-time. I am still a student and all. So, mostly weekends and evening? That suited Boris for what he had in mind for this gorgeous young beauty. “I guess. If it’s a requirement.”

“Yes” was Boris’ simple and firm reply to the question. “Does this mean I have the job?” Boris could see the cautious desperation in Cintia soft pale blue eyes. He decided to push her ever so slightly.

“Is that your resume Miss Warren?”

The owner of the caged Dove held out his hand taking the folder from the young beauty. His eyes were down cast as he scanned the document and yet acutely aware of the stunning young redhead as she stood before his desk. He slowly put down Cintia’s resume, his steel gray met hers.

“The uniform is a job requirement Miss Warren. The Caged Dove Is a gentlemen’s club, and as such we have an image we present of beautiful young women from our dancers, cocktail waitresses, and bartenders. We offer medical benefits, and a starting pay of $20.00. Tips are between you and the costumers.”

He knew he was tempting this shy Miss, what he was offering was beyond what Cintia could expect of a part time job, a just for wearing what she might consider a risqué outfit.

“If you want the job give me your measurement and report for the evening shift. It begins at 8.”

Boris held out his hand to Cintia. Would she take it, bend submit to his conditions and the job he had offered uniform and all?