Preparing

Today was a strange day for Roxanne.

People knowing she existed wasn't what she wanted. She'd hoped to keep her site and location largely anonymous, but that wasn't to be. Her need for new turn-ons had landed her somewhat in the public eye, even if nobody had proof of what she looked like. Still, this could cause problems later down the line, but, for now, she had business to attend to.

Roxy had spent the whole day rushing from place to place, preparing traps and contingencies, before dismantling everything and starting again. Inviting a girl who knew what this was about was a strange one.

But more importantly, it’s a chance to try out my latest invention. Today, I have magical glasses… well, no, not really, but close enough.

Roxanne adjusted the chromatic glasses she’d spent her time working on. At first glance, they were nothing more than ordinary glasses with colourful reflective lenses. In reality, they gave the Punk Princess some extra features.

She tried on her chromatic glasses one last time. They were actually high-powered holographic projectors she could use to cast illusions. Plus, they offered enhanced perception, enabling her to hear more than ever. If a mouse pissed on the other side of the house, she would hear it as long as they were adjusted correctly.

Roxanne put in the earpieces to test out the perception feature. Instantly, her breathing thundered in her ears, and she heard the house creaking as it moved on its foundations. She shuddered at the sensation, even though she’d experienced it a hundred times.

But that wasn’t all they did. She clicked a tiny button on her glasses, and her vision turned from blue to green to orange. The final setting allowed the colours to cycle gradually, the tone changing every few seconds.

Oh, what does that do? Well, nothing, but it is pretty awesome.

Today, Roxy returned to her usual style. Her wild orange undercut contrasted with the black leather jacket and the black tank top underneath. Not feeling in a denim mood today, she switched out her jeans for a pair of black leather pants and her usual combat boots.

Roxanne watched the bank of security cameras as Mia entered the grounds through the gates. She didn’t even jump as the gates swung backward with a crash. Roxanne knew this was going to be a chance to try something new, and who knows, if successful, it could even become a regular source of entertainment.