And Jonelle seemed happy too. But after Eric went to bed, things grew more uncomfortable. They both knew what was in the air.Laura even reached across...the table and put her hand on Jonelle's, gazing deeply into her eyes. But Jonelle slowly pulled her hand back. She shook her head slowly, slowly."I know," Laura said, bleakly. "I wasn't trying anything. Really."Suddenly two big tears rolled down Jonelle's cheeks. "I haven't let anyone touch me since you did," she whispered, so softly that Laura. Her mind racing as the icy breeze chills the once hot cum on her face, she won't use the safe signal, she'll make it somehow.The forest ends and slave sees her destination, a beautiful cabin with deck, what an awesome sight.Not knowing what will happen next, slave wants to struggle but she knows bound, gagged, naked there's no way she can fight.At the cabin Mistress hog ties her on the cold deck, slave is freezing yet sweating, her body weight crushes the clamps under her, her nipples are on. The van drove onto the tarmac of the airfield. In the back, I was lifted and placed into a large, padded trunk. I was buckled in place with my legs drawn up to fit into the confined space. The lid was closed and secured and my world went black. I could then feel the trunk being lowered from the van and rolled, it seemed, across the concrete. Then it was lifted and carried up a series of steps, presumably into the plane that would take me to my new life. My heart was pounding, but I knew I had. Her booth consisted of a large plastic tub full of little cards that had paperclips on each piece of paper. The kids would use “fishing poles” that had string with a magnet at the end of the line. They would dip the line into the tub and catch the card by the metal paper clip. She would reach down and help the child grab the card to see what prize had been won.Each time she bent over to grab the card, her dress front would fall open and you could see all the way down her front, and past her.