Personal Narrative: Bondage Cabin

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Bondage Cabin

So a few years ago my friend Tonya ask me what I be interested in a makeup job that would require my travel. As I mentioned before Tonya and I are no stranger to the BDSM world. And the destination of this makeup job that would require my travel would be located in a cabin in the woods, where a group of Trans/Cross Dressing individuals would be holding a Bondage weekend. My friend Tonya was a bit nervous about going to the cabin alone (without Val her mate) and not really knowing everyone at the cabin. I was a little nervous for her. The location of this cabin was an hour and half away from the city where we both resided. The main reason I agreed to go was really to check up on her, like my 5'2" ass would be able to save her from 15 grown men who are experts at ttying up people, lol.
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I find the cabin fairly easy thanks to my Google Maps app. I had to call for the code the gate, let myself in and drive up the long drive way to this gorgeous mansion like cabin in the woods. it was breath taking, like something in a Better Homes Magazine. I park and get out of my truck and as I pop the hatch to get my make-up case I can hear a group of people on the balcony talking and laughing and I really find myself feeling very nervous. What do i say to these people, what will they say to

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