-Change with Charlotte and then Bella in the Owners bedchambers -<br/><br/>Chang continued to dress with a slow calm, each item of clothing was placed carefully atop the previous, his method and mode without rush as he prepared to greet the newest occupants of the Pleasure Dome. He smiled as Charlotte spoke with the young Bella, her invitation of revelry was as honest and pure as Charlotte herself. The word pure may seem a misnomer, but Charlotte's heart was big, full, and was as pure as Chang had ever seen. Never before had he met someone like her, someone who only wished to rise about the sullied day and see happiness and pleasure in all things. Charlotte was a star when all else were clouds.<br/><br/>That is not to say that she was any more or less that Roxanne or Marie. Roxanne's pure physically, her passion and ability to throw herself into the sating of her wants, was his attracted to her. Marie, the mind, the creativity, the raw decadence in her every action, was his addiction to her. Each harlot special, unique, and so completely able to operate with the others. Together the three were a machine of flesh and lust, all pieces moving in some arcane dance that only spurred those lucky enough to share their time to greater heights.Chang was proud of them, he loved them, they were his and he was theirs. That was how the world was right to him.<br/><br/>He saw the look from Bella from the corner of a brass lined looking glass, he knew the look of adoration, the curious want of a creature who saw a myth. He saw the face flush with the suggestions of Charlotte, in that moment he was glad it was Charlotte and not Marie or Roxanne there, they would have pursued the attention in far more blunt manners. He was content as he finished dressing and Charlotte came to adjust his cravat, he smiled to her, waiting until Bella had moved into her suite before wrapping one hand about Charlotte's waist. If he remembered the timing of the machine, which he did develop it, then it was set to go off within moments. His actions were timed.<br/><br/>He met her soft kiss, heard her speak of her readiness, before he swept her into an embrace. The move almost seemed rash, much faster than he normally acted with Charlotte. He brought her close, and in the moment before the clockwork toy began another round of torment he kissed Charlotte. It was a deep kiss, meant to melt the young woman in his arms, to make her pliable, supple, willing to be molded and shaped into a work of art. His lips met hers with passion and just enough force to tempt her flesh with bruises. His tongue danced, enticing hers as he knew the toy began its work. He waited, taking possession of her mouth before his teeth closed, lightly biting and tugging at her lower lip as the buzzing and vibrating toy continued its course. His hand on her waist continued to hold her close, pressing her body to his. His other hand moved up, wrapping into the coils of her hair to draw her head back, his teeth still holding her lip, affording her the ability to cry out.<br/><br/>He released her as the vibrations stopped, still leaving her at the precipice of release. He drew leather gloves upon his hands before taking her hand in his, wrapping her arm to his before looking to her.<br/><br/>"Yes Dove, now it is time to greet our guests. You look radiant." He said as he lead Charlotte from the suite.<br/><br/>---Moving to the Playground Area---