The room was large, with probably more spaces than it had any right to hold within its walls, but that didn't matter to the occupants. What mattered was that this room was safe. It was a place to relax, a place to have fun, a place to be loved. It was a place for kindred spirits to seek comfort, to work out stress, or to simply be. It was a place where everybody fit together, everybody had their place, and everybody found the validation they needed.<br/><br/>Standing in the middle of the room was the Master. He stood at six-feet tall, about 180 pounds, fit but not overly bulky. Today he wore a light blue sweater with dark-grey flecks in it which brought out the color of his eyes, dark slate slacks, and comfortable dress shoes. Blue-green eyes peaked out from his messy, dark-brown hair, and surveyed the room, making sure everything was perfect. Today was an important day, after all.<br/><br/>In one corner was an area decorated in pinks and blues. Soft, plush carpeting covered the floor, and the area was sprinkled with various play items. Large foam shapes, tunnels, a giant pillow large enough for half-a-dozen people, a scaled-up cat tree, various toys, and so on. Decals on the wall spelled out<em>Kitten's Korner</em>in elegant blue script. He smiled, knowing how much his Kitten loved her play area, and turned to look at the other side of the room.<br/><br/>This corner was decorated in purples and blacks, and filled with all manner of fun things. There was a comfortable bed with dozens of stuffed animals on it, a wide desk and an art station for projects and crafts, bookshelves filled with wonderful stories, and many other things to discover. This corner had the words<em>The Little Lounge</em>written in sparkly purple lettering.<br/><br/>Along the far wall of the room was a giant four-poster bed with a light fabric canopy and a mish-mash of the colors of the rest of the room. There were plenty of little details in this area as well, but all the occupants needed to know was that it was Master's bed.<br/><br/>In each area, there was a large walk-in closet filled with rows and rows of clothing, outfits, accessories, and everything Master's charges needed to feel happy and pretty and loved.<br/><br/>Smiling, content that everything was ready, he walked over to his bed and gently roused his sleeping Kitten.<strong>"It's time to get up and get ready,"</strong>he said, placing a kiss on her temple.<strong>"Come on, it's time for Kitten to get ready."</strong>He smiled lovingly at her as she blinked the sleep out of her eyes and looked back up at him, tenderly stroking her cheek with the back of his hand.<strong>"Master will be back soon with Kitten's new friend and he expects her to be ready for them, okay?"</strong><br/><br/>Once he had confirmation, he bent down to give her a gentle kiss, then turned and headed for the exit. There was a rule board posted next to the door, but the sheet was currently missing until everybody had a chance to agree to the new rules. Opening the door, he stepped out into the next room, a sort of waiting room, where their new arrival was waiting. He smiled and walked up to her, pulling her into a warm embrace and pressing a kiss to the crown of her head, fingers running through her hair as he held her.<strong>"I'm glad to see you, Little One. Are you ready?"</strong>he asked.