..This...I don't know what this is, but it is not. Porn." How is that not porn?" Cammi asked, totally incredulous."It's..." Words could not describe m... thoughts. "It's awful."The so-called "porn" Cammi had the misfortune of watching was some extra-softcore made-for-TV piece of shit movie that by the looks of it was made in the early 90's. Maybe even the 80's. Whatever the case, it was definitely from before I was born. The blonde in the travesty of a sex scene that was currently playing had. Unless ofcourse you are into that," she smirked. The pain in his balls had beenvery intense as he had howled it out in his gag. It was more than enoughto convince him to stay still.Still smiling the goth girl slowly let go of his balls. She thenproceeded to wrap a tight ring around the base of his cock, behind hisballs. It was quickly connected with two metal bars to a connector pieceand eventually three bars to the tight tiny metal thing she forced overhis limp cock. The device was then locked. Over the next couple days, all I could think about was the video booths. So one weekday evening, I shaved myself completely smooth, put on some loose cotton shorts with no underwear, and I left my room enroute to the adult video store. Upon arrival, I walked around the store, cruising all the aisles (even the gay aisle), I then acquired my tokens, and moved quickly towards the booths. I did draw some attention to myself (followers) while I had walked around, due to my loose cotton shorts. I wasn't used to using public restrooms and unfortunately in our dorms the girls shared a communal bathroom, it had about 10 or so stalls and was really clean for a public restroom. It was busiest during the mornings (from about seven to ten) but got quieter as the day went on. I've always been a morning pooper but I was way too nervous to use the restroom in the morning, there was always at least one other girl in the bathroom. I can still remember sitting on the toilet waiting for a moments.