Bookstore Bound

Bookstore Bound

By: Shawna Summers

shawnavinylltv@gmail.com

(M+/t –bondage, chastity, ring gag, oral, anal, watersports, cum)

My Master, ever the gentleman, held the car door open for me. I smiled at him as I turned to get out of the car. I made sure to spread my legs in a very unladylike manner, giving him a good peek up my short dress. He simply shook his head and took my arm. We made our way over to the entrance to the adult bookstore.

A small bell jingled as we came in, making sure that everyone turned to look at us as we came in. The clicking of my high heels making me feel even more self-conscious. I tottered along on my 6" heels, feeling like everyone knew why I was there. Of course, it was pretty obvious what I was there for. Iwas dressed like a complete vinyl slut, in my black PVC mini dress and black patent thigh high boots. Fishnets stockings peeked out the tops of the boots, while the dress was so short, the garter tabs from my black PVC garter belt were quite visible. Not as visible were the red PVC corset and red PVC panties I had on.

"Red, the color of a harlot," Master told me when laying out my outfit. When I began to blush, he simply commented that its good to match.

My make-up was done to accent the vinyl slut look, with my eyes done in bright blue, with lots of mascara and ultra-bright red lipstick. Master seemed quite pleased with the finished results, simply stating that I was ready. I knew better than to ask for what. When he handed me my purse, but told me not to open it, I had a feeling. When I felt the unusual weight, I was pretty sure. When we pulled up to the bookstore I knew. Master had long threatened (or promised, if you like!) to take me here and bring one of my biggest fantasies to life. He also warned me when I told him about my fantasy, "Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it!"

All the men looking at me with lust made my heart race, and my stomach drop. I could feel my clitty trying to swell, but the plastic prison of my chastity cage made that impossible. We made our way through the front of the store, browsing through some of the videos and magazines. 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."