Adventures of Black Cat.

Part 7: Cathy and collusion

While Felicia looks at the students pile into the small yoga studio from behind a dumpster, a studio placed in-between a laundromat and a thrift store near a narrow one-way road, she can’t help but hope that Spider-handsome (Spiderman), an associate and love interest, does not receive even the vaguest rumor of her plight as that would strengthen his relationship status with Mary Jane-someone who Felicia sees as not having the physical attributes or charisma to be worthy of someone like Spiderman.

Heck, as far as Felicia knows, Mary Jane doesn’t even work out let alone train to attain a level of appearance and ability worthy of attracting Spiderman. Mary Jane, in wanting to keep Spiderman tied to her hip, would mock Felicia and expose her recklessness by contrasting her approach (intel gathering through journalism) against Felicia’s approach of thieving with hand-to-hand combat and stealth. Felicia’s approach ends up with her getting caught, and MJ’s approach allows her to connect the dots so that Spiderman can plan effectively.

Unfortunately for Felicia, Spiderman can not save her as he would Mary Jane because Mary Jane always happens to be a damsel who gets strung up over shark pits or on Ferris wheels. Felicia is no damsel and does not want any of the sympathy or romance that comes with that title. She is an ass-kicker, not a symbol of peril. Her current situation, although embarrassing, was orchestrated by that damn Imp who tricked her to begin with.

As the students end their pre-session socializing and enter the performance room with their mats, Felicia gingerly makes her way from the alleyway to the storefront. She looks through glass from the corner of the large glass storefront at the smiley receptionist who looks as though she is talking on the phone to a friend based on her enthusiastic demeanor. Felicia gets irritated at the thought of this silly girl talking about her and imagines her saying “We are having a celebrity join us today. I am not sure if this chick is some cosplayer gone crazy or a real super villain. Apparently, she has been blackmailed into surrendering to this studio. You can’t make this stuff up!”

The receptionist looks like a college aged yoga enthusiast who is studying physiology while she works part-time. She has a slim build but long legs in tight business casual dress. She is also a fake blonde like Cassidy. Felicia, as if she is being held by an invisible leash, enters the studio quietly and looks at the now wide-eyed receptionist who doesn’t know what to say as she is struck by Felicia’s outstanding appearance.

Felicia wants to sink into the ground. The only aspect of this scenario that eases Felicias embarrassment is that the studio is quite small and modest. After a few tense moments, the receptionist (named Lisa as seen on her name tag) breaks the ice by saying:

Lisa: Umm can I help you?

The receptionist, still being star-struck by Felicias presence based on her appearance alone, has forgotten about the notification of surrender by Cathy. Felicia is tempted to exploit the receptionists forgetfulness and get the heck out, but the invisible leash of blackmail holds her in place.

Felicia: Ya I am….here to see the mom of a girl named Cassidy?

Lisa: Oh, you are here to see Cathy? Let me check my scheduling chart looks into a small notebook full of book marks.

Felicia: I can go get a coffee and comeback if that is okay. Cathy and I will discuss new…uhh…bodysuits for yoga. They look like…..well…what I am wearing now.

Lisa: Damn, girl! You are a great advertisement for it. I will be the first person to buy one. *Felicia smiles in reply saying “great”*. Feel free to leave a stack of business cards on my desk if you have any on you.

Felicia: Uhh *reluctant tone* for sure! I don’t have any on me right now, but our company has the business card design ready! *Lisa replies with a smile as she continues to flip through her schedule*I have to go now, I can meet Cathy somewhere else if she is too busy *turns to leave*.

Lisa: Oh, hold on, according to my planner you are here to surrender yourself to me until Cathy has finished leading her session. I thought her photo of you looked familiar. You are not a distributor, are you?

Felicia: *sighs* Yes, I am here to surrender. Can I just sit outside? I won’t go anywhere.

Lisa: No. I know this is awkward, but she wants to you tied down just in case. Sorry. She owns this studio I don’t want to get fired. Please come around the desk and walk backwards towards me with your hands up.

Felicia does exactly as she is told. Once she gets near enough Lisa taps her on the shoulder, gives her a quick pat down, places her into position leaning over the desk, and pulls out a roll of duct tape. She tapes her eyes shut and tapes her hands behind her back in what would be a double column tie with rope along with two wraps around her waist that connects to the wrists. She then guides her into the storage room behind the desk and makes her sit on the ground leaning against a bunch of rolled up mats.

Within 20 minutes, Felicia hears students pile out of the yoga room and hears who she presumes to be Cathy socializing with them all in a confident and borderline cocky tone. Once they all leave, Felicia hears the door lock and the curtains come down. She then hears that same voice who, at this point, must be Cathy, tell Lisa to bring her (Felicia) to the workshop room in 5 minutes. Once the 5 minutes are up, she feels Lisa pull the tape over her eyes off and say:

Lisa: I am sorry about this *then looks at Felicia’s impressive physique from head to toe*. Please don’t hurt me for this, I just don’t want to disobey Cathy because she has connections. *Felicia then stands up with her hands still tape tied under her own power*.

Felicia: I am also sorry my incompetence put you in this position. I don’t what you did personally.

Lisa escorts Felicia to a room titled “Workshop or special events room only” and gently pushes her inside before shutting the door. In frustration, Felicia rips free of the duct tape. After doing this, she then feels Ana’s phone buzz in her thigh pocket and sees a text from Cassidy saying “I am watching you. The cameras are mounted high up in the corner. Don’t dare resist.”. After slamming the phone back into her pocket with frustration, she turns to see Cathy finishing off a large Shibari fishing net. Cathy is in her late 40’s with dark curly hair and a short and squat stature with her forehead barely above the lower chest line of Felica. She has a thick but generally unimpressive mom bod that is obscured by her tight yoga wear. Cathy comes from behind the net she made and says:

Cathy: You must be Felicia. Nice to meet you. looks at Felicia up and down I have to say you are a good catch even though you did rob my store. You are well endowed all over, have you done yoga before?

Felicia: I have never done a single yoga pose. All my poses are usually action shots of me kicking the asses of armed security guards on a CTV camera.

Cathy: Oh, wow. I think I recognize you from somewhere but…I can’t seem to place you.

Felicia: I think I might be who you think I am.

Cathy: Oh my goodness! You are Black Cat? My daughter bagged you of all people? I owe her one heck of a birthday present in a few months!

Felicia: Uh, ya, that whole robbery thing was a misunder-

Cathy: Nope, this is not the place to make excuses. I don’t want to hear it.

You have been hardwired to do heists by whoever raised you and, because of that, every excuse you make is a manipulation tactic to me. Now, get on your stomach, cross your ankles and place your hands behind your head.

As Felicia does as she is told, Cathy organizes the rope for their involuntary shibari session. 20 minutes later, Felicia finds herself in a low hand box tie that is then anchored to the middle of the rope net with he knees and ankles attached to it in a frog-tie. Cathy then takes down the net and uses it to wrap-up Felicia. Once Felicia is wrapped, she drags her out of the room from the cinch point of the net and takes her through the backdoor out to the small parking lot. She loads Felicia into the back of her Land Rover SUV and begins driving back to her house.

What does Cathy have in store for her?