Catnip

Chapter Two

I waited patiently on the bed. I messed with my fingers mindlessly as I waited. Not too long after he left a blonde woman, with a few tattoos along her arms, came walking into the room. She didn't wear a cliché maid outfit, she wore skinny jeans and a sleeveless shirt. Her shoes were black converse and a pair of sunglasses rested on top of her neatly combed hair. The woman was popping hum and wore red lipstick. 

"I brought some clothes in earlier while you where asleep, they're sitting on the counter in the bathing room." She unhooked a chain of keys on her waist. "Don't ask me to find you different clothes either, I had direct orders to give you those clothes." she said, unlocking one on the shackles.  

I didn't make a move to escape. It was pointless. There would probably be a lot of men and women working for him on the floor I was being held at. I didn't know if the building had more than one floor level either or what floor I was on. I didn't even know where to go if I escaped.  

"What am I preparing for?" I asked when she undid the other shackle.  

"That's not my place to say." she replied, motioning for me to stand up. 

I stood slowly, fixing the lace before following her to a fairly large bathing area. The area was connected to the room I was staying in.  On the opposite side of the room was a large area meant for bathing, the tub was an off white that went well with it's surroundings. To the left was a glass door, leading straight to the shower room. On the right of the bathtub was a brown bathroom cabinet with a white granite counter top, above it was a large mirror that seemed to have been welded onto the wall. The other side of the room reflected that. 

"I'll run your water, unless you want to take a shower?" she questioned while walking towards the old bath tub. 

"Bath, please." I walked over to the right side of the bath tub, seeing clothes there. It was a plain black t-shirt, another pair of black laced panties, these seemed like they would cover more skin than the ones I was currently wearing, short shorts, and a pair of black, thigh high socks. 

"Why this kind of clothing?" I asked, looking at the woman. She had the water running and was testing the warmth of it. 

"It's part of what I'm suppose to be prepping you for, now do you want a bubble bath or a normal one?" she asked.

"Bubble bath." I answered hesitantly, frowning before sitting on the counter to watch her run the water. She added something that would make bubbles appear in the water a few seconds later.

While she ran the water I grabbed one of the shampoo bottles. It was a special type of shampoo, meant for hybrids, I guessed. I hadn't seen it before. It didn't seem like animal shampoo either. 

"What kind of shampoo is this?" I asked, flipping it over to read the label. 

"You sure you can read that?" she replied sarcastically. 

"I'm sure I can, can you?" I snapped back. There was a long pause before she replied, she already turned the water off. I didn't look up to see her expression.

"It's a special kind of shampoo, it's suppose to not irritate your ears as much as regular shampoo. Take off those panties and get in the tub." She said, moving away from the tub to let me get in.  I rolled my eyes but did as she told. I slowly slide down into the water, moving my tail so I wouldn't sit on it. The water was nearly up to my chest, the bubbles covering my legs and such. 

"I'll leave you to bathe, be out within 30 minutes. I'll be back in here whether your dressed or not if you're in here for even a second longer." The woman then left, her hips swaying slightly as she walked away. 

I slide down more in the water, until my head was the only thing poking out of the water. I stayed like this for a few minutes before finally deciding to wash. After I finished washing I got out of the tub, the bubbles already started to disappear. Just as I was half finished drying off I heard a knock on the door. 

I groan, covering my waist with a towel, my hair was messy and stuck to my face in places. The maid from earlier slowly opened the door, opening it more confidently when she noticed I had a towel around my waist. I shot her a little glare before walking over to the clothes. 

A large makeup bag was in her hand. She sat the makeup bag down on the other side of the room, right on the white granite top. While she sat up her things, I quickly dressed. The panties covered my arse nicely and nothing poked out like the other ones. Well, some of my cheeks did, but it wasn't as much. My tail slipped threw a hole in the fabric just big enough for it to sway around and to be comfortable.  I did the same with the shorts, not too fond of how short they were but I couldn't complain about it. I slipped on the T-shirt without any troubles, it covered the hole my tail poked out from, leaving my tail to emerge from underneath the shirt. I placed the socks on my feet, rolling them up my legs. I hated the clothes, but it was better than nothing and I was sure it could have been worse.

"C'mere, sit right here." she patted the counter spot, different types of makeup and brushes scattered the counter expect for the place she motioned for me to sit at. 

"You're not going to make me look like a chick, are you?" I asked, sitting down cautiously. 

"No, just going to fix some blemishes." she said while picking out various skin colored cases and placing them to my skin. Once she found one close to my skin she began to do her work. I ignored it the best I could. My ears were flat against my head and my tail was swishing the whole time.

"Alright, I'm done." she said after setting everything she had done with some sort of powder. The few blemishes I had where covered and blended into my skin with the makeup, the dark spots under my eyes where no longer there as well. She had made my eyes look larger by placing white eyeliner in the water line and had made my lips look a bit fuller and pouter. I didn't mind the look.

"I actually don't look half bad..." I muttered to myself.  

She placed her few makeup supplies back while I spoke. Then she grabbed another bag that I hadn't noticed. She pulled out a brush, various bottles, and a hair dryer along with a straightener.  

"Oh dear..." I muttered as she began to comb threw my hair. I fought her a little bit this time, hissing at her only a few times before allowing her to comb through my hair. After 20 minutes she was done. There was a lot of complaints on my side while the maid, or whatever she was worked. She nearly burned my ear off once, to which I smacked her with my tail. 

"Are you done touching me?" I asked in annoyance. 

"Quit being such an ass, you're almost done." She snapped. The woman put something on her hands and began to run it threw my hair. She was careful around my ears this time. 

"Alright, you're done." she smiled successfully and let me get up. Once she finished putting away all of her things she let me go back into my room. Sitting on the bed was a black bag, I looked at the woman. 

"What is this?" I asked 

"You'll find out later." she answered dismissively.  She grabbed the bag and placed it out of my reach, before finally shackling my ankles again. Once she was completely done she left me sitting on the bed. 

 What the hell did she prepare me for?