Tabitha lay on her back, exhausted. Her face was covered with the mixed cum of the men and women who'd been happy to abuse her again and again. She was just glad for the magical charm that was healing her... it also cleared some of the tiredness of her muscles, allowing her to keep pleasing her abusers.<br/><br/>The transvestite's efforts had made her cum again and again, squealing out the peaks around or into the members in her face. She wasn't resisting the pleasure now, welcoming it eagerly and almost starting to crave it. She was very worried about what this meant about her nature, the way her body wanted to be abused.<br/><br/>The thought of being handed over to the obviously kinky tranvestite made her squirm, biting her lip as she slowly got off the table. More filthy comments from her abusers and observers made her blush, but she only had eyes for her Master and her new potential owner.