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She's twenty-three, and this is Audrey's first visit to the Rose Bowers. A two week stay, complimentary through her government job on Arcbright. She's alone.
She's heard stories of the Rose Bowers, of the unrestrained hedonism that's its stock in trade, and its matchmaking, which is reputed to be excellent.
She comes in with trepidation in her heart. Her suitcase rattles as it bumps over the threshold.
"Your safeword is 'safeword' or 'red'. You can also communicate that you're close to your limits by saying 'yellow', or that everything is fine by saying 'green'. I might prompt you for a color: you reply with green, yellow or red. Understand?"
"Alright, good. So... let me just get out a safecharm..." She summons up a small crystal droplet on a silver chain. "And... If you like it I might use the back of my hairbrush on you, so a safecharm for that, too." She puts the hairbrush in the flower-console and the petals close. When they open, a little diamond has been inset into the hairbrush as well. "Alright. You ready?"
... she does. It feels nice, her nude body against Hannah's. And safe.
After a little while she says: "I feel better now. Less scared."
"I thought you might. Remember, I'm your partner in this. I don't want to actually harm you, even if this is going to hurt."
She unhugs, turns ninety degrees, lays down over Hannah's knees at the edge of the bed.
"Fuck this feels really vulnerable," she says. "I... I kinda like it."
"I can tell from the way your cock is poking me in the knee," says Hannah. She puts on the safecharm. "Ready?"
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