Danae smiled to herself as Bonnie scurried out of the door trying not to be noticed. How sweet. Her little maid was going to warn Alathea that Danae had been creating supplies, which denoted a particular plan for the evening, saving her the bother. She really was the most considerate girl, Danae decided she would give her an extra special treat in the evenings festivities. 

She moved over to the compiler humming softly to herself. This really was the most fantastic thing. She could create exactly what she wanted with the knowledge that when she was done things could go straight back in the compiler and she didn't have to worry about clutter and mess. Perfect for occasions where she wouldn't necessarily want to keep what she had created for more than a scene or two. Danae took a moment to decide on the perfect outfit for Bonnie, smiling at the options to displays her newly bountifully endowed maid's body off to the best effect. Yes this bra, and those panties.... and that pretty dress made of nothing but wisps of gauze... Harley could have fun ripping that off... or maybe the dress made of silver chains....

******

Harley strolled into their temporary home and then halted in the doorway, slightly stunned a how quickly his Lady had managed to change the living room into a playroom with full accoutrement needed for a truly indulgent group scene. The large ottoman that was used for cuddle puddles had been covered in a soft rich black velvet, covered in pink fluffy pillows. Large frames for ropework had been neatly put together for the best view from Lady Thea's favourite seat, a table had been placed near the frames that was covered in all kinds of fun things. Harley walked closer to examine the soft silk rope neatly tied and ready to use. Oh and look at those toys, gorgeous floggers ranging from soft fur, suede and leather. They picked up a fur flogger and realised it has been weighted. Harley shivered in anticipation. Oh they would have so much fun using this on all their lovely ladies - Noor, Bonnie and his Lady would all appreciate this pretty flogger. 

It was hard to believe how perfectly this had all been arranged, they turned around and saw their Lady walking over with a selection of crops which were laid out next to the floggers.

"I take it we are in for a fun evening my Lady?" Harley asked with a grin. "So many pretties to play with."

"Oh yes." Lady Danae chuckled. "How are we feeling tonight? Do you want to be dressed feminine, masculine, or androgynous?"

Harley took a moment to consider. Today they felt more masculine than anything else, but maybe they should have something feminine available too? Decisions, decisions. As they thought through their options, Danae's clever fingers stroked up and down their arm teasingly.

"Masc today I think. I wanna work bare chested."

"Perfect, I have just the thing" Lady Danae whirled about and disappeared into her bedroom, returning minutes later with slick black leather pants and chunky boots covered in large silver buckles. Despite the masculine overtones of the outfit, Harley could tell the cut of the pants was more feminine, and with the right accessories could easily be morphed if they wanted their gender presentation to change. They held them up to their body to admire the workmanship, these were clearly hand made and not from the compiler. Harley had to wonder where she got them from, they itched to try them on. 

"Wonderful, you are so thoughtful my Lady."

"Thoughtful shmortful, you'll look hot as hell in those.... by the way I laid an outfit on the bed for Noor. I don't think she's going to be impressed by it to start with so do be a dear and don these as well and show them to her if she questions it." Lady Danae dangled some sheathed knives fitted onto a beautiful handcrafted leather belt.

Harley breathed out reverentially - those knives weren't just any kitchen implement. They dropped the pants onto the floor forgotten, and handled the sheathed knives with care. Well crafted, wonderfully balanced, and wickedly sharp. The silver blades were etched with a fanciful pattern and the simple handles looked like they had been crafted with Harley's hands in mind. 

"Have.... have... we actually discussed knife play with Alathea? This seems to be... not exactly in the realms of keeping their little pets perfectly safe and happy." Harley longed to play with these but not enough to upset their kind new owner. They had only known her for a few short weeks but she was already dear to them, and trusted. Harley didn't trust easily and didn't want to damage the new relationship. They wanted it to deepen and grow. 

Danae laughed a little, in a delighted soft way.

"Ah love, you prove to me once again how amazing you are, and why I love you. So considerate of everyone, so long as you don't get caught up in some scheme where you forget to think." She smiled at them warmly.

"As a matter of fact yes. Thea and I did discuss this at length. We first discussed it before we became florets, as Alathea needed a full understanding of everyone's kinks - not to mention she read it in our contracts. We discussed it in more in depth the night Noor attempted to get herself punished. Honestly no punishment for obeying her Affini's commands was a brilliant punishment for someone who was looking for brat related funishments. Noor however clearly needs a good hard scene. At any rate, Thea was initially not enthusiastic about the idea. Once we hashed out the pros and cons, and I was able to give her examples of how it might play out, she was open to seeing it displayed. Alathea wants to make up her own mind. She actually commissioned those knives for you, as a gift, and out of a safety concern. She wanted to make sure that whatever you were using was sharp enough to cut cleanly through fabric and not snag. Dull metal blades after all can be far more deadly in kink scenes than sharp ones."

"Basically my dear heart, this is an audition for you to be able to continue to use knives with us. Prove to her that you can be careful and responsible and they may get to stay in your repertoire. Her one request is that we don't discuss this outside the polycule without permission, as no one wants a rank amateur to have a go without training. It is possible that any other Affini would ban this out of hand, and we don't want other people, or plants, thinking that we have a negligent owner."

Harley nodded soberly. 

"Thank you my Lady, I promise to keep this to our family. Hopefully I can earn her trust with this gift."

******

One by one her family came home, and one by one Danae sent them to their rooms to change and to wait for her.

Noor had been the next person home, and from the raised voice that had been quickly cut off Danae's prediction about her reaction to the outfit was spot on. The next noises that emerged from Noor and Harley's room indicated they were both excited about the coming scene, clearly a pre scene make out session was taking place.

Kurt soon followed, upon seeing the clothes laid out on his bed he screamed with excitement and slammed the door to change. What a difference a few weeks on the xenodrugs had made to him. It was so nice to see him able to fully be himself. 

Danae changed into her own outfit for the evening. a simple but elegant silk negligee. The built in bra hiked her breasts up a little higher than she usually preferred, but she knew each of her polycule would appreciate the sight. The soft pink made her skin look creamy and positively strokable. She sat down at the old fashioned dresser and pinned her hair up in a soft bun before applying her makeup. The dresser was a much loved gift from her pretty maid who loved to watch her get ready. As she finished up a soft noise from the living room indicated that Bonnie was attempting to creep in. Danae decided to let her pretend to be stealthy, and soon she heard Bonnie also close her bedroom door to get ready. At that signal Danae made her way out to the living room again to wait for Alathea, who had surprisingly not appeared when Bonnie did. 

******

Alathea allowed Bonnie to enter first and then waited outside for a few minutes. She was looking forward to the evenings entertainment, which despite the sweet maids worry she had been expecting since she told Danae she would like to see the knife play before making a judgement on it. Given the wide range of kink her florets were into she suspected it would not be the first safety issue that would come up. Kink for Terrans was not inherently without risk. So that risk must be managed to prevent as much harm as possible. She wryly thought it was tricky when you had two sets of conflicting instincts to work with. On one vine she wanted to keep everyone safe and harmfree, including risk of harm. On another there was the attraction in providing every pleasure that her florets wanted to indulge in. This was all further complicated by the longing her darlings had displayed for some of these risky behaviours, and the promise she made to help them maintain their existing dynamics. 

Kink was not unheard of within sophonts and Affini alike but Alathea believed that Terrans seemed to want to dance on the edge of danger more than most species. This probably had something to do with their evolutionary background. She would need to do more research perhaps. She had actually put very little research in general into Terrans apart from what was needed to craft the perfect xenodrugs upon request as she preferred to learn about her florets species through interacting with them. Alathea had noticed that Affini who were willing to learn from their sophonts were more likely to retain flexibility of thinking as they aged. At any rate she figured she had given Danae enough time to set the scene and headed inside.

Inside the hab unit Alathea was greeted at the door by a delictably clad Danae - her breasts on prominent display, framed beautifully by the lingerie she was wearing and her hair a soft halo constrained by a bun. 

"Good evening Miss Thea, how lovely you are home. Please will you have a seat?"

Alathea allowed herself to be ushered to the seat in question - her favourite oversized armchair where she could spread out and cuddle a floret or two. Taking note of the new lush bedding on the ottoman and the sturdy frames set up, she settled in and relaxed. Once she was in place Danae gestured at Kurt's door and he emerged. Kurt was wearing soft furry ears, a long tail, and a collar and harness over blue underwear. He was holding a leash which Danae grabbed and used to lead him over to Alathea. 

"Our little puppy is going to sit with you for the evenings entertainment. As he doesn't enjoy knives or impact he will be playing house pet. Please feel free to give as much love and petting to him as you would like. He has been exceptionally good and certainly deserves the attention."

Alathea was amused to note that the long tail started wagging at the praise as Kurt squirmed.

"Oh of course I will look after our puppy, he does look so darling in that outfit. It suits him so well! Perhaps after he receives his implant we can discuss what permanent body mods Kurt would like? It would be a shame to deprive him of anything that suits him so well as the ears and tail." Alathea purred her answer and used her voice to resonate through Kurts body causing him to blush with pleasure. She used her vines to settle him on her lap, and started petting him slowly and rhythmically. Kurt settled in with happy contentment while Danae gestured again. 

This time Harley made their entrance, bare chest gleaming slightly accenting the slick shininess of the leather pants that caressed every inch of their long legs. Alathea was interested to see the way they postured while making their way into the room. The heaving boots with shiny buckles gave the outfit a very distinctively masculine slant without taking any of the potential for diversity. Harley made their way to the rope and began to tie the rope onto the frames - adjusting and testing the hold as they went. It was clear that the other 3 florets would all end up on the frames by the end of the evening. Anticipation practically emanated from Harley and Danae heightening the excitement in the room. Once the middle frame had been set up to Harley's liking Danae went to Bonnie's door and escorted her into the room. From the almost sedate outfit she had been wearing earlier Bonnie was now unashamedly displayed for her mistresses. She was wearing an itty bitty g-string that barely covered her, and a bra that was more gap than fabric. Over the top was a dress made up of a strip of leather down the front and sides held together by strand after strand of glittering chains. The back of the dress was a mesh so sheer it was barely a whisper of her skin. 

Danae led Bonnie to Harley, who began to slowly and teasingly tie her up in the silk rope. First a basic hold was tied and then more and more rope was wrapped around her body created an elaborate artwork of rope which made use of the chains of her dress and the frame to secure her body. Bonnie's eyes glazed over as she dropped completely into sub space. Safe and secure with her Lady and owner watching on. 

When Bonnie was halfway secured Danae led Noor into the room. As a contrast to Bonnie, Noor was covered neck to toe in a complicated gown that resembled the intricate ties that Bonnie was wrapped in but in black silk cloth. It was an interesting look but nothing close to the clothes that Noor seemed to prefer, Alathea was sure there was a purpose behind it but was content to watch and find out. Danae used rope to secure Noor's wrists and forearms to the frame, Alathea could hear her whispering endearments and encouragements as she tied the slimmer girl up. When Noor was secured Danae and Harley traded places, like trading partners in a dance. Danae moved to pick up a weighted fur flogger while Harley unsheathed a knife. 

With moans of pleasure coming from Bonnie as Danae caressed her body with the flogger as a soundtrack Harley began to oh so slowly move the knife along Noor's skin. Each movement was careful and precise, timed exactly so that Noor's skin was left pristine while shreds of the silk dress dropped to the floor. Noor panted with excitement but held still during each stroke, only letting out moans and shivers once each cut was done. Alathea was captivated by the erotic scene, the way Harley and Danae played with their respective sub was both worshipful and knowledgeable. Each moved around and with each other when needed, but were focused on their work.

When Noor was left in nothing but panties they switched partners again. Danae collected two different sized crops and began to mark up Noor's skin one precise strike at a time, while Bonnie was carefully untied and then retied by Harley. A different position, still beautiful and artistic, which stretched and contorted Bonnie into a different more difficult position. Rather than leaving her there for long, she was left for a few moments while Harley whispered sweet nothings in her ear. They then untied her again and moved her to a third position. Again a pause, then retied again.

Danae continued to use the crop on Noor, who had now become a moaning panting mess. At one particular hit to her ass she bucked her hips and moaned loudly, Alathea could smell her, as her panties darkened noticeably with moisture. Danae praised her and continued on, offering no mercy until Noor was unable to stand, and slick wetness covered her inner thighs. At this signal they switched dance partners again, and this time Danae was the one to wield the knife. Rather than untying the blissed out maid, Danae used the wickedly sharp knife she had deftly snagged from Harley to slice through the silk ropes. In between each cut Danae used the flat and blunt of the knife to caresses Bonnie's skin. Alathea could see the potential of the game, but what staggered her was the sheer amount of trust Bonnie put in her Lady's hands. One slip the wrong way could so easily cause damage, and yet Bonnie leaned in to the caress of the knife. After watching intently Alathea realised that Danae was using a form of touch programming to show Bonnie when it was safe to move and when not. If the sharp of the blade came near the skin Danae would tap her skin lightly with the pinky holding the knife, and when it was the blunt side Danae would stroke. A fascinating application of that form of training she would put aside to discuss later.  

Eventually the last strand of rope fell away and Bonnie was left unrestrained. Danae then led the pretty maid over to Alathea.

"My sweet darling's turn has finished, Miss Thea would you please look after her as well? She needs to be cuddle and petted, and she definitely needs to be told what a good girl she is."

"That I can most certainly manage. Bonnie is a cute sweet darling, and definitely deserves it." Alaethea curled her vines around Bonnie and lifted her onto her lap to join Kurt. Kurt who had been watching the scene intently cuddled into Bonnie, Alathea held them both close and praised them for being such wonderful and adorable darlings. Alathea really was lucky to have these lovely florets. 

While Bonnie was being freed Harley had moved to kneel in front of Noor. Holding her legs apart on their shoulders they began to lick and suck and tease until Noor's eyes rolled back in her head and she hung limply from the frame. Harley then quickly cut her down, and brought her over to Alathea once they would see Bonnie was settled. Alathea wrapped Noor securely in her vines and positioned her next to the other florets. Making sure she was comfortable, safe, and warm.

The mood then shifted in the room, Harley seemed to gain extra energy, becoming more forcefully dominant. They abruptly grabbed Danae and carried her over to the frame while she struggled and kicked. Forcing her arms up they quickly secured them in place while Danae fought them every step of the way. Once her arms were bound Harley turned to survey the toys laid out on the table. They grabbed a pair of thick heavy floggers and danced in a rhythm that landed hit after hit on Danae's back and ass. The hits were much faster and heavier than the other girls had received. One after the other the hits landed squarely give Danae no time to fight. Within minutes she has stopped fighting and hung on the ropes, absorbing the hits. Alathea could practically count to the second the moment that Danae sunk down into sub space. Harley didn't give an inch and continued their dance until sweat gleamed on their skin. Only when every inch of Danae's back was flushed and marked from the floggers did Harley slow and then stop. Swapping out the heavy floggers for a weighted fur one, they walked around her and began flogging her breasts. Each hit was measured and careful, but still patterned and rhythmic. 

When small bruises began forming on Danae's bountiful breasts Harley slowed and softened the hits. They then turned and grinned at Alathea. 

"Swap places Miss Thea? I'll take over aftercare if you would like to fuck our Lady? If not, I'm happy to do it myself." 

"How very thoughtful of you my dear, I think I would like to join in the fun."

She smiled at Harley and then repositioned the 3 blissed out florets onto the ottoman. Harley climbed on too and snuggled into Noor, who murmured a sleepy greeting. Alathea covered them all with a blanket before moving over to Danae who still hung tied to the frame. Alathea wove her vines around Danae's legs. Lifting them up she supported most of her body weight so very little was being supported by the ropes. Making sure that her spaced floret was comfortably secured she then moved her lesg out to either side so she had unimpeded access to her body. Danae roused enough to stare into Alathea's eyes.

"Dear heart, would you like me to fuck you?"

Danae nodded and licked her lips. 

"Oh yes Miss Thea, please."

"Such pretty manners you have, well since you asked so nicely."

Without any further warning Alathea snaked a thick vine up to Danae's vulva and positioned it teasingly at her opening, she used another to stroke at Danae's clitoris. At Danae's moan Alathea plunged her vine inside Danae, eliciting shudders and whimpers. She wove her vine around until it found the rough patch inside, pressing down on the spot few a few seconds caused Danae to moan loudly. Satisfied she had found the right spot Alathea moved in vine in and out, slowly at first and then faster and faster, mimicking the same pattern with the smaller vine. Danae as always responded to her owner's touch with abandon. Alathea played her body like an instrument until every shudder, moan and orgasm that could possibly wrung from her was and she was a barely coherent mess. Danae was simply adorable in her abandon and Alathea felt privileged to have her trust. 

Once she was satisfied that could take no more pleasure, Alathea cut her darling floret down and took her over to join the rest of the family. They all snuggled into her vines happily, and the rest of the evening passed in snuggles, sleepy conversation and quiet laughter. It felt like home.