Only if she really wants to

“Well, if you really want to, I would love to have someone I can rely on tonight,” you say a little nervous, “but only if this is really not a problem for you. I don’t want to cause you any trouble with your boss or friends or other customers.”

“Oh, don’t worry about them, honey,” Charleen answers smiling, “there are enough colleagues on the road. Despite this I already know tonight's topic. And it’s exactly my kind of fetish. I would have hated to miss it and now I have a very sweet reason.”

“I’m sure you say this to all girls in fetish clothing,” you mumble blushing, “but what do you mean by topic?”

“Didn’t you know?” Charleen asks surprised, “the Sanctuary can be rent by event companies. There is a different kind of fetish event almost every two weekends. Sometimes it’s femdom, sometimes maledom. Sometimes only for couples or interracial lovers. I have heard about petplay events and transgender parties. The freedom is endless. God bless America. Now better get in the row, before they start without us.”

You nod and get quickly in the row of people waiting for entry. You see men and women of different age. Some wear normal clothes, others did it like you and hide their outfit under a long raincoat. And a few even wear their stuff public. You didn’t knew there were different kinds of events here. If you would have known, you would have come weeks earlier. You just booked a ticket online of an event that you liked.