"Vicky ladies and Gentlemen," Harry announced.Saffron looked at the expectant faces peering at her as she held the dildoes, she felt foolish, and horn... all at the same time.She sat down on the dias, her back against the pole, lubed the smallest dildo and eased it between her pussy lips, she grinned, pulled it out and chose the next size, this time she licked the end, it tasted of plastic, peered at it and eased it inside herself with no drama.She smiled working the audience, tied the dildo back. Your house was selected to receive one of their new wireless water meters. I’m really sorry about the short notice, but we need to install it. Would that be OK?" If they’re changing the meter out, that means they’re going to have to shut the water off, right?" Yeah, but it’s really quick. Like I said, I’m with them right now. They’ve already done three of them. It only takes like ten minutes tops. Seriously. I was really surprised. They’ve pretty much got it down. So would that be OK?" Well, I. "Mmm… So it does. How clever the weather is," she murmurs, pushing herself up against my chest.The sheet slips down her smooth back, pooling at her hips. Her skin rising in bumps as the cool air brushes over it. I smooth my hand over her arm, watching her nipples harden to sensitive tips. She licks her lips, watching me watch her and I wonder where the shy pixie from last night has gone, replaced by this seemingly uninhibited siren. Her hand smooths over my chest and down. I raise a sceptical. I’m no expert on this culture, so I’m not going to discuss it any further, but by and large my impression is that the BDSM community places a strong value on informed consent, which makes it OK in my book. Just tying someone up isn’t BDSM, because it involves neither consent nor play. Domination/submission is murkier, but as long as the submission is voluntary it’s fine. The ambiguity here comes from the question of how far a submission may be forced, as conceptually domination is all about.