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Master asked me several times to get him things that were on low shelves. Knowing fully well, what was expected, I made a big show of bending over, giving everyone a good view of my red panties. I wondered if any could see the butt plug I was wearing too? Thinking of that, made my clitty test its prison again. I was already getting crazy with lust, and we hadn't even really started yet!

Finally, Master pulled me close in front of a magazine with a tranny bound and gagged, surrounded by men, who looked quite eager to use her. "Are you ready, girl?" Master simply asked. I nodded, unsure of my voice.

He looked at me sternly. I lowered my eyes, and steeled my will. "Yes, Sir. Please?" I begged in my best femme voice.

"Come, girl," and he turned leading me into the back with the video booths.

We made our way down the dark hallway, the lights from the videos in the booth flickering, making weird shadows. I could also hear lots of moaning and groaning. Most of it was the porn stars, but there were other guttural grunts, making me even more cock crazy than I already was.

Master led the way into a booth. I followed eagerly, pressing myself fully against him. He closed the door, but didn't secure it. He then pulled me into him, kissing me passionately, running his hands over me, caressing my back and squeezing my ass. I leaned, in rubbing my hand over his bulge. "Please Sir? Please let me suck your cock."

"No," was the quick reply as he reached into his pocket and pulled out some money. He handed it to me and I put it in the video machine. He scrolled through the videos, as I pushed against him, begging more. "Please Sir? Please take me? I'm so horny."

"No," he shook his head as he settled on a video with a tranny sucking on a giant cock. "Bet you like this one." He looked at me.

I nodded and licked my lips. "Please?" I tried again.

"You know why we're here, girl," he stated.