As with my previous convention attendances, I really enjoy going to this fetish / bondage convention because I can usually find new vendors and it opens new doors and ideas for me to explore. I started going to them as a birthday present to myself when I reached the age of twenty, a couple of years ago. Please don’t get me wrong, though. If I pass you on the street you’d never know that I had any kinky interests. I dress conservatively and have no tattoos or piercings, and certainly not any purple hair. I like to dress nice outwardly, but under my street clothes is a different story. I like sexy undies. The sheerer the better and with as little material as possible. At home that might be all I wear — I’m a naughty girl, but I keep it all in private as my little secret.
On my way driving home from the convention, I realized I needed gas. I try to never let my tank get below half full. I entered the next small gas station and noticed a sign saying that they had sold a winning lottery ticket there in the past.
I thought, “Oh, what the heck. Why not?” Following a whim, I bought several chances and since I had no particular numbers I liked to play, I let the machine randomly pick them. They were printed out, and I was on my way in no time.
When I got home, I was tired, so I changed clothes and took a nap. When I woke up, I looked through the pamphlets and advertisements that I’d picked up at the convention. I’d attended several demonstrations that caused me to realize that there was a sub culture of expensive and private operations.
One operation that caught my eye offered bondage vacations. They sounded interesting but the place was out of state somewhere, which would cost plane fare. This particular place offered a western theme. Such places and possibilities interested me because I don’t have a partner and the idea of safely being under another person’s control excited me. It’d be one way to fulfill that need.
I studied the brochure carefully, and sighed. It sounded interesting because they were offering a specially themed play getaway. But to be able to attend the place with the additional cost of the plane fare to get there and back made the price high! Alas, too high for a working girl to be able to afford.
The very next night I saw on the news about a big lottery winner, so I ran to find my tickets. I was shocked to find that one of my tickets had won second prize. I immediately cashed it in. And even after the taxes were paid on the winnings, I managed to pay off all my bills and still had quite a bit of money left, which I placed in the bank for safekeeping. Remembering the place that offered the bondage vacation trip, I realized such a trip was now affordable to me! I checked the brochure one more time carefully, and then I contacted the site.
Since my vacation from work was coming in the near future, I made reservations about 4 weeks in advance. Then I started planning. As time grew close I packed a small bag and felt my excitement build. I’d been told I’d be met at the airport and there I’d switch to a small plane for the last leg of the trip. When I got to the main airport, an attendant pointed out where to find the small plane departures.