Permanent Stay in Mastersville Part 2

Giving me huge tits, training and selling me as a slave was a nightmare, but neither was interested in my opinion. Instead Mistress interest turned to the kneeling slave. Nodding in his direction she asked Mr. Meister: "I presume that his training is nearly complete?" Meister nodded and replied: "Yes indeed. He needs to relearn a few blowjob tricks now that his teeth have been removed, but otherwise he's ready. I even have a buyer for him." Mistress looked up and asked: "Anyone I know of?" Mr. Meister chuckled as he replied: "Oh yes. Mr. Houseman is most interested in him."

Now Mistress laughed as well. "Oh, I do hope that he has been trained as a shit-eater? Houseman does have his peculiarities." They both laughed at this as both the slave boy and I shuddered with revulsion. Meister presently replied: "Indeed I have trained him as such. Or rather Jason has seen to that part of training. Jason hasn't used a regular toilet in over three weeks now, so I think that this one is about ready." The two talked a little about what a fine young man Jason was turning into and how he would soon leave home and set up shop for himself. Meanwhile the slave boy and I waited docilely and obediently for them to finish. I because I had no choice and the slave boy because he had been too well trained to rebel. I shuddered at the thought that soon I might react in the same way, but at the same time I had to admit to a certain submissive thrill at the thought. What was this woman turning me into?

I would have the answer soon enough as she bid her farewells to Mr. Meister and led me out through the shop. In the shop itself the woman had picked a pair of shoes and was now trying them out in earnest. This meant pushing the heel of one shoe, all seven inches of it, as far up her slave's ass as it would go, while the slave, standing on all fours, was giving head to Jason. The look on the slave girl's face told everyone that it was far from pleasant, but the look of sheer dominant intensity on the face of her owner told me that she would be subjected to plenty more of this. As we exited the shop Jason started moaning gently and grabbed the slaves head in anticipation of his approaching orgasm in a gesture not unlike his father.