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develop in a way where your control’s lost.”
“Charity practises how quickly she can get from the hub to a mating cube. She’s always trying to beat her own record,” said the mother.
“If the meet tries to take away this ball, I’ll know at once. I’m going to set it now to memorise your handprint. Here, hold it.” Charity passed the ball to Constance, and at her touch it glimmered green for a moment. “Squeeze this ball, and I’ll be inside your cube so fast the meet won’t have time to lay a finger on you.” She caressed her stifstat. “They know what to expect. They’ve been warned. Remember, you’re in charge at all times. Never surrender that, never allow it to be taken from you. Repeat, never allow it to be taken from you. The meet is here to do exactly what you require of him.”
“Don’t go giving her the heebie-jeebies, Charity. Constance’s new to this, remember.”
“I’m just preparing her, is all.” Charity tapped her comtel. “You want me to message one of my people to come up and take her in?”
“I’ll do it. One of your team can collect her afterwards. Follow me, Constance.”
Retracing their steps along the corridor, the Mating Mother said, “It’ll be over before you know it. But, after mating, you must lie still for a time to increase its effectiveness.”
“Do I send him away while I’m doing that?”
“Great Beloved, no! We can’t have unsupervised meets let loose in matingplace. This is a controlled environment. We need oversight to keep our records accurate. He’ll stay in the cube – he knows to wait till he’s collected.”
“Sorry, it’s all new to me. I don’t want to do the wrong thing.”
“Top girl, you’re the only person who matters here. Everyone’s on your side. Now, when you’re through, one of Charity’s team will take you back downstairs. She has four girls, Sincerity, Humility, Verity and Purity. They’re probably doing drop-offs or I’d introduce you. They bring sisters down to the respite room, leave meets back in their quarters, and so on.” The mating mother stopped by a door.
“How will they know I’m through? What if I take longer than the other sisters? Or finish up quicker?”
“Oh – Charity should have said. Show me the alarm ball. Don’t touch the button. Unless you need help, of course. If you give the ball a squeeze, it signals that you’re ready to leave. You’ll be collected, and escorted back to the respite room.”
Constance rolled the crystal ball around the palm of her hand. Immediately, a bulky presence emerged from the control hub.
“Everything all right?” called Charity.
“Constance’s just testing the ball. She’s about to go in now.”
Charity disappeared.
“So, Constance, I think that’s everything. I’ll see you in the respite room afterwards.”
“What happens there?”
“You rest. It has hot showers, food and drink. We’ll help you to destress before you go home. Or you can spend the night in the Tower if you choose. Not in a mating cube. No-one ever spends the entire night in one. But the respite room has pop-ups, for those who’d like to sleep among friends. The first time can be an adjustment. We find the more facilities we offer, the higher our babyfusion rates. There’s nothing like some old-fashioned tender loving care. Now, one final check.” The Mating Mother curled her thumb into the palm, and tapped a sequence of digits onto her comtel. “Yes, Dawn’s where you should be. Everything’s ready. He’s inside, waiting for you.”
“One last question, please. How did you choose him for me?”
“I’m not supposed to answer questions about the meets. Naturally, he’s in his prime: a healthy specimen, tested and disease-free. You go to him each month, for six months, while you’re ovulating. If babyfusion doesn’t happen by then, we select a different meet.” She selected a key from the ring at her belt, unlocked the door, and pushed it ajar.
Constance
“Charity practises how quickly she can get from the hub to a mating cube. She’s always trying to beat her own record,” said the mother.
“If the meet tries to take away this ball, I’ll know at once. I’m going to set it now to memorise your handprint. Here, hold it.” Charity passed the ball to Constance, and at her touch it glimmered green for a moment. “Squeeze this ball, and I’ll be inside your cube so fast the meet won’t have time to lay a finger on you.” She caressed her stifstat. “They know what to expect. They’ve been warned. Remember, you’re in charge at all times. Never surrender that, never allow it to be taken from you. Repeat, never allow it to be taken from you. The meet is here to do exactly what you require of him.”
“Don’t go giving her the heebie-jeebies, Charity. Constance’s new to this, remember.”
“I’m just preparing her, is all.” Charity tapped her comtel. “You want me to message one of my people to come up and take her in?”
“I’ll do it. One of your team can collect her afterwards. Follow me, Constance.”
Retracing their steps along the corridor, the Mating Mother said, “It’ll be over before you know it. But, after mating, you must lie still for a time to increase its effectiveness.”
“Do I send him away while I’m doing that?”
“Great Beloved, no! We can’t have unsupervised meets let loose in matingplace. This is a controlled environment. We need oversight to keep our records accurate. He’ll stay in the cube – he knows to wait till he’s collected.”
“Sorry, it’s all new to me. I don’t want to do the wrong thing.”
“Top girl, you’re the only person who matters here. Everyone’s on your side. Now, when you’re through, one of Charity’s team will take you back downstairs. She has four girls, Sincerity, Humility, Verity and Purity. They’re probably doing drop-offs or I’d introduce you. They bring sisters down to the respite room, leave meets back in their quarters, and so on.” The mating mother stopped by a door.
“How will they know I’m through? What if I take longer than the other sisters? Or finish up quicker?”
“Oh – Charity should have said. Show me the alarm ball. Don’t touch the button. Unless you need help, of course. If you give the ball a squeeze, it signals that you’re ready to leave. You’ll be collected, and escorted back to the respite room.”
Constance rolled the crystal ball around the palm of her hand. Immediately, a bulky presence emerged from the control hub.
“Everything all right?” called Charity.
“Constance’s just testing the ball. She’s about to go in now.”
Charity disappeared.
“So, Constance, I think that’s everything. I’ll see you in the respite room afterwards.”
“What happens there?”
“You rest. It has hot showers, food and drink. We’ll help you to destress before you go home. Or you can spend the night in the Tower if you choose. Not in a mating cube. No-one ever spends the entire night in one. But the respite room has pop-ups, for those who’d like to sleep among friends. The first time can be an adjustment. We find the more facilities we offer, the higher our babyfusion rates. There’s nothing like some old-fashioned tender loving care. Now, one final check.” The Mating Mother curled her thumb into the palm, and tapped a sequence of digits onto her comtel. “Yes, Dawn’s where you should be. Everything’s ready. He’s inside, waiting for you.”
“One last question, please. How did you choose him for me?”
“I’m not supposed to answer questions about the meets. Naturally, he’s in his prime: a healthy specimen, tested and disease-free. You go to him each month, for six months, while you’re ovulating. If babyfusion doesn’t happen by then, we select a different meet.” She selected a key from the ring at her belt, unlocked the door, and pushed it ajar.
Constance
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