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The Chair Shoppe 1-4

Part 1

Kevin, along with several others young men, stood nervously while guests at the Hotel filtered into lobby where all the Shoppes were.
The first floor housed different Shoppes catering to the special items only found on the Femina Islands.
A PantyPets Shoppe, but unlike the others on Merchants Road, it dealt in very exclusive & expensive panties. Made from silks & other exotic materials from around the world & exclusive only to the Shoppe at the Hotel where rumor hinted of panties made from the skin of the Slave who would live as a pet in them for the rest of his un-natural life.

The toe ring Shoppe was very popular with the younger Women. European women though they were all the rage & the tough little shrunken men locked into the toe rings got their only sustenance from sucking up foot sweat & toe jam. The young ladies liked that they could be removed & used to lick & suck in between all their toes, soles & even clean out the filth under their toenails before being returned to their ring.

But it was the chair Shoppe in the Hotel that drew Women young & old. The unique designs offered comfort in a variety of positions & all with a place for a slave's face to sit on & enjoy their slave's wet attentive ministrations while the Mistress read, watched TV or just relaxed after a long stressful day.

Kevin & the other young men chosen to help display the comforts of owning one these special chairs had been living a nightmare since the blinding light had covered the State Penitentiary where they were housed & brought them along with the thousands other inmates here.
But where was here? they all wanted to know.
A land of Women, giant women. Confusion abounded as they learned not only were they shrunk to mere inches & finding themselves naked & thrown by the hundreds into these huge glass containers.
Giant hands sweeping thru them grabbing many of them as he ran trying to escape the huge fingers. Tripping over the screaming men who due to injuries weren't able to run until Kevin saw that the fingers were only grasping the men with broken limbs & bodies. Men that were hurt, some crippled during the transformation.


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The three young women stood before them, looking them over. It was only an hour ago that they had used the growth potion to restore them to their normal size. It left them weak, draining any fight they might of had in them.
Kim, who ran the Chair Shoppe could see the Women guests of the Hotel as well as Island residents milling around outside. Some waiting for the Chair Shoppe doors to open for business.

The chairs, lounges, couches were everywhere around the Hotel, in the rooms & Spa. The Chairmen bar stools from the juice bar were very popular & all of the chairs could be shipped home, wherever that may be.
Each chair design came with a funnel attachment to fit snuggly under the seat & into the slave's mouth so the Mistress needn't have to leave her seat to go use the bathroom. All the customers where shown the funnel specially designed to fit the particular chair or cushion but none were used inside the store. There were other seats in the Spa where this was allowed but not in this Shoppe.
And then there was the very popular Toilet Chair in several different designs. A favorite was the molded clear plexiglass model that could replace a regular flush toilet. It's large basin accommodated the slaves head & easily hooked up to conventional plumbing. Women who purchased them simply enjoyed seeing the distress it caused their slave as they watched it being installed.

Outside the Shoppe in the huge lobby, women walked by & seeing the new Shoppe stopped to peek inside thru the large windows, one of which had some pictures of the items within. It wasn't long before women were gathering outside the door eager to see what delights awaited them within.
Kevin, like the other boys couldn't help but see the assortment of chairs on display. Kevin swallowed remembering the short lecture they had been given about why they were here. He was shaking inside like the others knowing that if he didn't behave here there were many other places he could be moved too, one in particular he feared the most.
At first, After being told what he would help demonstrate in here he wondered what could be worse than having your face used as a seat by Women but some of the other boys gave him a quick heads up about what they had heard rumored.
Rumor quickly became reality as one of the young Shoppe girl's grabbed the young man standing next to him by his collar & led him into the office where he was fitted under one of the plexiglass toilets. Kevin tried to get him to stop crying but the young man was shaking with fear, his cries becoming louder as he was led away.

Kevin couldn't believe it & that's what had him terrified as one of the Shoppe girls opened the tall Shoppe doors letting the group of wealthy women inside.
Kevin tried to swallow but his mouth was dry, he couldn't work up any spit, he was frozen in place but deep inside he wanted to run & escape this nightmare he found himself in.
He, like many of the others had woken up into this nightmare finding themselves shrunken & at the mercy of giant women who peered down at them as they were picked & taken away. All Kevin could remember was being in the prison yard when there was a blinding flash of light & then all went black.

Giant females all around. Being picked & put into a cage with others, all small & Naked just like him. Screams all around & the guy next to him asking him if he saw what just happened.
'What' Kevin had asked the guy who was crying now. What the man told him had to be wrong.
'She just ate him....ate him alive' he cried out as he fell to his knees screaming. Kevin knew he must be wrong until he saw it for himself. A man was picked screaming from the group he had just been pulled from himself by a tall blonde girl. Kevin had watched as she dangled him above her open mouth & after licking him a few times as she giggled, she dropped him in, closed her lips & began chewing.
Kevin saw it again & again. Someone told him they were getting rid of the damaged ones. Broken arms & legs. Things like that.
A cold chill worked its way up Kevin's spine when he wondered what him & the rest were being saved for.
A hard slap brought him from his dark memory by the black Shoppe girl. A tall White older Lady was pointing to him. She was looking at him in a way that scared him. The woman had on one of those wide hats you always see rich women wear sitting around pools & on beaches in all the pics from summer Resort Ads.
Her fingers sparkled with the rings that flashed in the Shoppes lighting.
Kevin was led by his leash to a huge dark wicker chair. The seat was concave & very wide. He was forced onto his back & quickly found himself under the chairs seat with his face under the hole cut into the thickly padded wicker seat, his head resting on a cushion & the dark padding just touching around his face.
Other women stood around watching while others picked other boys & had them brought to a particular chair they fancied. Kevin saw the woman remove her wrap & watched as her bare ass came down onto his face thru the hole in the chair.
The woman sat, her weight enough to seal his face into the soft padding around the hole.
Kevin could smell her, strong & musty as the ass above him wiggled & came down onto his face untll his nose & mouth were pressed between her spread cheeks, her own weight forcing the padded seal around his face..
Scared as he was, he remembered what he was told & he began licking. The smell was worse than the taste & he wanted to be sick.
Something foul was coating his tongue & he tried not to think of what it was as he tasted & swallowed.
Grunts of approval from above as Kevin fought down the bile rising in his throat. Cool air flooded over his sweaty face when the woman rose out of the chair.

'Does the dear boy come with it?' the woman asked causing more laughter as she told the girl she'd take it.
Kevin was left where he was & soon another female ass was waiting for his tongue. Kevin would remain under this chair as long as someone wanted to sit in it & enjoy it's comfort.
Another boy had his head locked into a smother box chair. Simple in its design, the raised leather ring around the hole kept the woman sitting from actually smothering her slave. She could sit for hours having her cunny & anus tongue stroked. The padded seat could be removed & replaced with one that didn't have the leather ring around the hole giving the Mistress the option to smother her slave until he learned to give her the pleasure she so richly deserved.

Kevin looked up & saw the large black Woman with the sweaty yellow headband. She smiled down at him as she twirled her yellow thong with her fingers. She must of just come from the tennis or racquetball courts & he knew what was coming.
He saw a flash of white skirt being flipped up & then the wide black ass looming larger as it came down on his face.
The woman used her hands to spread her huge cheeks just before sitting on his face. The sweaty stench of crotch & ass filled his lungs.
The woman moved back & forth & Kevin felt his nose then his mouth rub on her sweaty asshole.
Kevin couldn't hold his breath any longer. His lungs were burning. He could barely hear the large woman giggle as his hot breath washed over her sticky asshole. Soon he found his mouth pressed between her wet cunny lips & without being told he began to lick up the thick sweaty juices & swallow as best he could.
Other women were flooding into the Shoppe now & Kevin could hear other boys being led around. Kevin suspected the black woman using his face wasn't there to buy a chair. Even the Shoppe girl's knew many of the Women came in after working up a sweat on the tennis & racquetball courts & even just coming off the golf course liked to come in & sit in one of the expensive chair & have their cunny's & asses cleaned. It was still good for business as a busy Shoppe always drew more Women especially Women staying at the Hotel who could easily afford the special chairs.
Kevin felt the black Woman's cunny convulsing around his tongue seconds before his mouth flooded with her sticky cum. Small wet silent farts burst against his nose that was buried between her ass cheeks as she came. Kevin swallowed even as his stomach threatened to rise into his throat. Being sick was a sure way to find himself being dragged down to the Ladies Room in the Spa. He had heard what happened to slaves who were sent there.

Cool air flooded over his wet face as the Woman Rose & looked down at him. Hoping she would leave, he sucked in the fresh air only to see her turn once more & lower her huge ass back onto his face. She moved her foul asshole onto his mouth & sighed feeling his warm breath once again. Kevin began licking the dirty ring as more wet farts oozed from her hole into his mouth.
Somewhere in the Shoppe Kevin could hear one of the other boys screaming & yelling. There was a scrambling of feet along with laughter & more screams from the unlucky boy as he was dragged out of earshot.

Kevin couldn't tell who it was but he would soon learn. Whoever it was was being taken away either to the Ladies Room inside the Spa or to the Cabana by the outdoor pool. Kevin shivered even thou he was covered in sweat. He didn't want it to happen to him so when the black woman on his face oozed a wet liquid fart into his mouth he kept his lips sealed around her hole & swallowed.

When the large black woman rose up off his face once more he sucked in clean air as he fought down the bile rising into his throat.
'Are these chair slaves toilet trained?' he heard the woman call out. Moans & pleading cries could be heard from other boys now that Kevin wasn't being smothered. Other women giggled as others called out the same question.
Kevin remembered the other boy who had been led away & locked into the cruel looking chair in the Shoppes office.
'Do you have need of a toilet Madam? one of the Shoppe girls asked.
'Yes, but I'm afraid that funnel your holding will not be very helpful' the woman answered.
'Come with me' Kevin heard.
The black woman walked out of Kevin's sight & he knew she was being led to the office & to the poor boy locked into that awful toilet chair.
Kevin suddenly saw a beautiful young blond women smiling down at him. It was one of the Shoppe girls. Kevin didn't know her name. Her pretty face was soon replaced by the wide cheeks & deep sweaty crack that waited for him to lap clean.
Suddenly she was up off his face but only for a second. Kevin felt the funnel's nipple in his mouth.
'Your screaming friend is IN the office toilet helping a distressed customer so........She made a face & turned & sat. Kevin wrapped his lips around the funnels nipple.
He couldn't hear her sigh over the splashing inside the funnel. Kevin swallowed, fearing he was going to drown. He tried not to think about what he was doing. He closed his mind & just swallowed.
The blond woman fed him slowly until finally the funnel was pulled away giving Kevin a brief glimpse of her smiling face before her wet cunny came down onto his mouth to be licked clean.
It could be worse he thought as he heard loud screams from behind the office's closed door.
Really...it could be worse couldn't it?

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The Chair Shoppe - Part 2

The tall Blond girl had walked over & began looking at each of them. Scared? yes he was scared. They all were after everything they had seen. Kevin tried to tell him not to draw attention to himself but looking at all the different chairs, he couldn't help it. He began to shake & he guessed the whimpering noises he couldn't fight back along with the tears had drawn the icy look of the tall blond girl.
Closing his eyes as tight as he could & praying that when he opened them again he'd be back in his prison cell hadn't worked but he never wanted it to work as bad as he did now.
He blinked back more tears opening his eyes & froze watching her coming toward him. He heard the shuffle of feet as the boys on either side of him took a step not wanting to be to near to him.
They didn't have to worry, she was coming for him. Just before the girl grabbed him by his Slave collar & jerked him from the line he saw Kevin, his eyes down. Like the others they thought it helped make them invisible. He knew because he would do the same thing when the girls guarding them at night would sometimes take some of them away for a few hours.
When they returned they looked used & broken. Everyone else avoided them at first until it was their turn. Sometimes some never returned.
No one knew what happened to them.....no one wanted to talk about it, they just sat huddled in a corner hugging their knees & rocking trying to hold in the screams.

Just before they were collared & led outside to be hosed down, the shockingly cold water actually feeling good, a few of them pointed out that he was the only one never chosen. They looked at him with accusing stares until Kevin intervened.
Was it true? He looked around at the others as they were led back inside.
Was that why the blond Girl picked him?
The slap brought him back along with the girl pulling on his collar. He saw that dark brown collar hanging from her wrist as she unbuckled the blue one from around his neck. The other girl's looked on, smiling as he was led behind the counter & into the office.
It wasn't really an office. There were no desk, cabinets just a huge plexiglass......Toilet Chair just like the one out on the floor.
'On your knees Slave' the blond girl told him as she pulled down on his brown collar.
'Didn't know it till just a while ago.... The girl's told me you had never been 'INVITED' to the Girl's lounge'

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Bev watched the boy...she could almost smell the fear. Another tug on the collar dropped him to the floor. She used her foot to roll him onto his back. Stepping over him she reached down & slid up the door with the padded crescent that when lowered would seal around his neck.
Her spread legs were right above his face. She saw him looking up under her short skirt. After raising the door she purposely went down onto one knee, her white tennis skirt covering the boys head. She could feel his warm breath on her hairless cunni seconds before she brushed over his nose & then sitting onto his mouth.
'Lick it!'
Bev felt his warm tongue & listened to him whimper as she sat a little harder. Holding on to the front of the Throne she raised the lid & rested her hands on the warm deep red padded toilet seat. She rode the boys face, forcing his mouth open. His body squirmed back & forth as she bore down harder. She shuddered as her cunni spasmed cumming into the boys mouth.
Raising her skirt she slid back onto the boys bare chest & looked down at his wet face. He was gasping & close to panic. Bev waited till he calmed down before making him slid his head into the opening.
Bev looked down thru the toilet seat & smiled.
He felt the cold metal of the cuffs on his wrists as the girl secured them to the sides of the toilet. He felt the cold water under his head. He began to struggle trying to get free but he was locked in, The Throne was firmly seated...it was a working Toilet.

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Back on the Shoppe floor Kevin looked up & saw the face of a beautiful young Lady. Her bright red hair pulled back in a long ponytail.
The bright yellow sweatband she wore had Femina Island embroidered in script across the front.
Turning away Kevin saw her long ponytail whip across his vision as she called out to her Mother.
'Hey Mom, this is just like the chair on out patio back home'
Another pretty face appeared looking down on him. She was beautiful, like her Daughter. Same red flaming hair & green eyes.
'Well not quite the same dear' This one looks to be slightly different in its design' she said to the delight of other women within earshot. Other Women laughed & Kevin wondered if he was the only one hearing the cries of the other boys being sat upon, used as chairs, their faces soft padding with mouths & tongue's.
More Women entered the Shoppe & Kevin wondered what was happening behind the office door. He didn't know the boys name. He'd been thrown into the same glass cage as all the others. It wasn't a place where you exchanged names & made small talk.
He was brought back by the redheads fingers rubbing his lips. The sharp sweaty taste as she pushed two wet fingers into his mouth.
'Look Mother...the slave likes the taste'
She smiled as Kevin sucked her cunni soaked fingers.

'Well I think we should buy two Mother, to go with those cute black boys you bought yesterday' the young redhead was saying as she sat heavily into the chair forcing her ass deep into the padded hole & onto Kevin's face bringing him out of his worry about the boy they had taken away.
The light red bush was soaked in sweat & Kevin could taste something more as he licked & sucked the young Woman's cunni. So different from the fat black woman earlier Kevin was lost in her smells & swallowing the sweet & sour juices filling his mouth.
The girl wiggled down harder enjoying Kevin's mouth & when she wiggled her sweaty ass crack searching for his tongue Kevin licked thru the warm wet crack almost wishing he was one of the black boys going home with Mother & Daughter.
That sour taste was back as he licked her ass. They must of been out on the golf course & used one of the piss slaves. He'd heard about them. Out in the hot sun all day. The yellow funnels hanging around their necks. This wasn't so bad he thought as he rimmed her Rose to the redheads delight.

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The knock on the office door was followed by another Shoppe girl peeking in.
'Give me a few minutes' Bev told the other girl.
'The Lady out here is waiting & you know we have to keep these Women happy'
Bev & the girl both broke into grins rolling their eyes before the door closed once again.

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Kevin wedged his nose deep between the redheads ass cheeks as he sealed his hungry mouth around the young girl cunni. He could hear her muffled cries & her cunni pulsing around his tongue as she came into his mouth. A little pee dribbled out & he swallowed it with her cum & juices. When she stood up he was almost sad. He watched her pat her short skirt down as she looked down on him before stepping away.
Kevin only had seconds to feel sad at her leaving before the Mother lifted her matching tennis skirt & lowered her ass down onto his face.

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'Open your mouth' Bev told him.
Mashing his lips tightly together reminded Bev of a little boy refusing to take his medicine.
She pinched his nose & when his mouth flew open she dropped in the pills along with her spit before covering his mouth with her hand until he swallowed.
'We wouldn't want you getting sick now would we. It just wouldn't do to have a toilet try to give back a Ladies gift now would it'
He made no pretense of trying to hold back tears now as he cried openly.
LISTEN' Bev yelled down at him. The boy stopped crying looking up into her angry face. Her green eyes, her long blond hair framing her face.
He was so scared...she was so beautiful..how could this be happening kept running thru his head.
'Do a good job & you'll go back with the others at closing time....otherwise.....well lets just say this could become a career.

Suddenly she was gone. He could hear her & then there she was, straddling the seat. He looked up at her cunni & ass for what seemed like an eternity before she lowered herself to the seat. The light dimmed as she sat above his face. Fresh tears clouded his vision but not enough that he couldn't see her wet cunni & the deep crack.

Bev looked down between her spread thighs telling him what to do. She saw his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed nervously. She waited until she felt his face press against her, his cool tears just inside her ass cheeks, his trembling mouth around her cunni. She closed her eyes & sighed.

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The Chair Shoppe - Part 3

Mitch & Tom both heard the crying. Just out back beyond the thin wall separating the Shoppe & the Punishment toilet was the newest service to be offered to the Ladies of Femina Island.
That a similar setup was being prepared on Regina's Isle down on Merchant's Road told both Mitch & Tom that they would be kept busy for a long time to come. There were worse services for males. They both new it. Proof was on the other side of that thin wall where the crying could be heard.

When the full size Hummer pulled into the lot & they saw Jesse & Dennis being dropped off they were both thankful for the much needed help.
Being dropped off wasn't quite right. Both Darla, who'd been driving & Jerri, riding up front in the huge vehicle first stepped out it took a few minutes before the two boys exited the Hummer.
Mitch & Tom who already knew what they were here for could hear the sleds in the back of the Hummer being rolled free shortly before Jesse & Dennis climbed out, then each kneeling behind their Mistress & planted wet kisses on the full asses presented to them.
Both boys staggered some walking over to the large open workShoppe out back of The Chair Shoppe.
'We're here' Jesse & Dennis said almost as one.
'We left Darla's over an hour ago for the ten minute ride here' Jesse offered. We took the scenic route since it was such a beautiful morning he added making both Mitch & Tom smile shaking their heads as they did.
'Not that we got to see any of it till now' Jesse added. Him & Dennis smiling now. Like Mitch & Tom they knew it could be worse.

Their still wet shiny faces was the only proof anyone needed to see both seats up front in Rebecca's Hummer had already been modified.
Jesse & Dennis had done the job themselves & now would be working with Mitch & Tom in upgrading seats for Club members. Non-members would pay a small fee.

They had appointments stacked up for days ahead. The seven vehicles sitting out in the lot were ready for pick-up & their first appointment of the morning was just pulling in.

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Back Inside The Shoppe...


Bev could hear everything happening out in the Chair Shoppe, especially the large Black Women waiting just outside the office door.
'Just like that Boy' Bev told the scared boy sucking on her hole.
It felt so good she really didn't want to leave. Bev rose up & looked down into the boys tear filled face. He was so scared & she wasn't sure he would be able to handle the very large African Woman eagerly waiting for his services.
'Try not to cry & scream, some of them hate that & if she complains.....Well I think you know where you'll be sent'
Bev didn't know why she was telling the boy all this. She'd never done anything like it before & she wondered why she seemed to care about a Slaveboy all of a sudden. The boy nodded, fresh tears rolling down his cheeks.
Bev closed the lid & went to the door leading back to the Chair Shoppe Showroom.
The Black Woman pushed pass Bev barely making it thru the narrow door. Bev pointed to the throne.

She didn't hear any whimpering, maybe the boy had gotten control of himself.
'It's about time' the Woman said loud enough for the World to hear, her face mere inches from Bev's.
'Sorry' was all Bev said pointing again to the throne.
'The customer's always right' she told herself as she pushed thru back to the showroom.

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'Another Jeep' Mitch said as they watched the tall Blond walking toward them. She stood towering over them all as she handed Mitch the keys.
'I'll be back in a few hours to pick it up' she said as she walked away.
Mitch was about to say something until Jesse grabbed his shoulder.
'No don't' Jesse told him pulling him aside.
'We don't do same day' Mitch began telling Jesse.
'That's Helene,' Jesse told him. I saw her with Rebecca & Ilsa when Darla was visiting. She's here from the OWK & Darla thinks she's moving into one of those new Villa's being built here & on Regina's Isle.
They all watched the tall Blond enter the Chair Shoppe thru the back just as Mitch's cell rang. It was Regina'
'She's already here' he said.
Tom took the Jeep's keys from Mitch & went to bring the Jeep into the workShoppe.

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The loud gut curdling screams coming from behind the thin Shoppe wall caught everyone's attention. Bev & the other Shoppe girl's just looked at each other while some of the Women trying out Chairs snickered. Everyone knew what was happening.
Kevin heard it too even with the round white ass hugging his face. He knew the other boy was being used, he was just happy it wasn't him.
He knew if you looked weak & scared, letting it show, they'd pick you. Someone always spent the day in the office, or what the Shoppe girl's called the Punishment Throne.
Most days it was just the Shoppe girl's who used it but when a customer, a wealthy Woman staying at the Hotel needed relief from her intestinal distress as well as her money, the Shoppe girl's were happy to assist.

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The boy looked up into the blackest face he'd ever seen smiling down at him. The slight touch of grey at her temples & the rings on several of her fingers spoke of wealth & age. He couldn't stop the tears. He held back sobbing at first but when her huge black ass settled down into the seat he began losing the fight.

He did what she told him to, his tongue scrapped sweat from the inner walls of her deep crack. Bile rose into his throat adding to the foul taste when he had to swallow but when she told him to suck it wasn't anything like the other girl.
His eyes went wide as his mouth filled & he was forced to swallow if he wanted to breathe. His screams filled the small room, only silenced by the warm sludge filling his mouth. The Showroom & the open work Shoppe on the other side of the thin wall heard it all. It just kept coming. His stomach tried to revolt as he gagged. It was the pills.
The Black Woman sighed as she felt the boys screams in her deep crack. Her ringed fingers danced between her fat lips rubbing her hard two inch long clit as she listened to the boys wet swallowing.
His body kicked & squirmed under the Women's feet. He could feel her toes digging into his chest as she moaned. The Black Woman came over her fat fingers. She wondered how much he would cost. Her & her Girl's back home loved screamers the best but they never lasted for long.


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Kevin licked the older Woman's sweaty crotch. Like her Daughter, Kevin could taste the sharp pissy leavings from their earlier time out on the Golf Course.
The taste of warm cunni juice soon replaced the sour taste in his mouth & soon the sweet thick cream was oozing down his throat.
He had spent the last few years in prison away from Women but he never new they could come like this. Others said it was the magic of the Island, he just knew he sucked it down like sweet cream.

The screams died down & rose again. More feet shuffling as Women entered the chair Shoppe. Kevin only wished the pair of Redheads, mother & Daughter would take turns on his face the remainder of the day but it never happened just like you wished.

Light flooded back in as the Woman lifted off his face. The screams became uncontrolled weeping as the Black Woman exited the office & went to talk to Bev. Then he heard Bev telling another girl to take the boy outside & hose him down & put him clean shorts.
Kevin didn't like the sound of that.
More shuffling of feet & suddenly he was being released from under the chair. The young redhead Girl attached a leash to his collar.
She gave it a good tug as she smiled.
Kevin caught Bev's eyes as she was completing his sale to the Girl's mother. The swipe of a credit card, sign here please & it was done.
Kevin looked at the Mother as she turned to her Daughter who was all smiles.
'This one's mine Mother' the young redhead said like she just got the Christmas Gift she always wanted.
'You can keep those two Blacks you bought Mother...I got what I want.
Just before being led away Kevin saw them bringing the Boy who had been in the office. He was still wet & shaking. Moments later the huge black Woman snapped a leather leash to his brown collar & led him from the Shoppe. He wasn't the only bargain of the day.
The boy looked back, tears streaming down his face, his mouth open, the silent scream caught in his throat as he was led from the Shoppe.

'Come along Dear, the planes waiting at the Mainland...The other boys are already on board'
It was Kevin's turn to look back. He saw Bev watching. If she knew where he was going & who had just bought him, which he was sure she knew, there wasn't any way she could tell him.
There was no sign of the Huge Black Woman or the boy she had bought.....bought just like him. He never did know the boys name.

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The long Lincoln he was being led too had several bags in back. He was forced in among them & after the Mother & Daughter got in they were off.
Kevin lay in the back with their bags. Like them, he was just another piece of property.
This was his first look outside on this Island. All he'd seen up until now was the glass prison he woke up in. Tiny in a world of giants. Before that it was his cell in another prison. What kind of new prison awaited him this time.

Looking out he saw a world beyond belief. Women walking, leading men on leashes. Some waved, some walking in small groups, laughing, smiling while the men, heads down, shuffling along like they were in chains. Only a collar & leash, just like him but they walked like they were.
He could see beach down between the huge widely spaced houses & hear the ocean. There was little to no traffic but the Lincoln moved slowly down the long road.
There was a drawbridge now, driving over he could see police cars. It looked like they were being waved to pull over but the Female driver just ignored them & kept on going. No one followed.

The plane was a Lear Jet. He saw several private planes parked there. Soon, like the bags, he was led aboard & placed in a small room. Before the door closed he saw two young frightened blacks being led past by two tall White Amazons. One of them, over six feet tall paused at his room & with a smile that made Kevin's spine grow cold & his nut sack trying to ascend into his body, shut his door leaving him alone.
Minutes later they were in the air...to where he had no idea but he knew he'd learn that soon enough.

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The first Woman coming to pick up her car was young, White & full figured. The skinny brown boy trailing just behind her looked beaten in body & spirit. The red welts across his back & legs looked angry. Some looking fresh. When he staggered the Woman pulled on his leash bringing him to his bare knees on the hot asphalt. A kick dropped him to his back as he cried out laying on the hot surface.
When the Woman bent at the waist yelling at him the boys could see naked flesh under her short dress.
Tom brought her car around, another Jeep with a canvas top. The boy looked at Tom with begging eyes. Tom, like Mitch wasn't impervious to the boys pain but they had seen so much of it, knowing there wasn't any way to help these boys & just thankful they were among the few who lived a notch or two above the rest.
The boy tried to fight as Tom forced him down onto the sled. The screams began anew when his tortured flesh hit the hot surface of the sled. The girl pushed Tom out of her way wanting to cuff her Slaves wrists to the side of the sled before wrapping straps around his bare ankles.
The boys screams became wet sobbing cries once Tom pushed the sled sending the boys head thru the seal & onto the round soft leather headrest under the drivers seat. His head would sink into it once his Mistress sat onto his upturned face.
The green eyed brunette smiled at Tom & without a word went around her Jeep. The boys saw her standing by the open drivers door looking down at her seatslave. They couldn't hear what she was whispering to him but his pleas were rewarded in a way the boys had seen before.

The long white sliver of spit hung from her red lips as the boys watched. It was like watching a scene in slo-mo as it moved up then down from her lips growing longer before falling.....falling......
They watched the Woman climb in & pause with her round ass above the slaves face. They all knew it, had all lived it. Jesse & Dennis, their faces still showing traces of their scenic trip earlier in the morning.

As they watched the Jeep pull away they saw their next pick-up walking around from the front of the Club leading another boy. Mitch took care of this one while Tom & the others began working on the Blond's Jeep.....Helene from the OWK.
The huge teardrop Emerald hanging by a chain from the rear-view mirror sparkled & shimmered in the bright morning sun. The inside of a jewel encrusted heart spelling OWK spun & shimmered, flashing colors as it twirled in the morning breeze.


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DK's Face & The Chair Shoppe - Part 4

Helene walked into the chair Shoppe from the 90 plus heat outside & it wasn't even mid morning yet. She hadn't been in heat like this for many years but still she was happy to be back on the Island. Leaving the OWK & the cold behind had been a great incentive to return especially after talking to Rebecca & learning how she had taken complete control of the Island.
Better still was learning how Regina had come of age & now had a neighboring Island to call her own.
Two Witches, two Islands she thought. Could there be a third?
She felt her skin tingle just thinking about it.

Helene, like Rebecca had never cared for Bimini Island as they always seemed to put their Island down. With their Pro-Am Tennis tourney's & wealthier White Residents, they made no secret of their self appointed superiority, treating their Black native population as less than second class people.
Native's on this Island, now one of two Femina Islands enjoyed a better life back then & an even better one now.
Like Rebecca she was color blind......Well as far as Women went....Slave's were Slave's no matter what color they were.
Yes, it was good to be back.

The cool air in the Chair Shoppe was welcomed as all eyes turned to her as she came onto the showroom floor.
Bev was just hanging up the Shoppe phone as Helene entered. She quickly welcomed Helene to the Shoppe after hanging up the phone call from Rebecca. Bev's girl's followed her lead seeing how she was greeting the tall Nordic blond. Easily over six feet tall in a all white tennis outfit, the skirt barely covering her crotch as each step she took flashed the matching white panties below.

Other women stood around watching the blond Amazon as she began looking over the different chairs. Women who had been seated, enjoying the oral ministrations of the Slave's beneath them quickly rose as Helene came to their chair for a closer look.
The skinny White boy who had spent weeks inside a carousel horse at the Rec Field gasped for air as the huge Black Woman who had been sitting on his now wet & fragrant face rose up as Helene approached.
Light flooded in, blinding him & when his vision began to focus he was looking up under Helene's very short skirt.
If he could of rubbed his eyes he would of. He was looking up between two well tanned huge thighs & the white panties covering her cunni & ass. Taking a deep breath, thinking his face would soon be buried in this pantied crotch was then let out slowly as he saw something moving in the gusset & seat of the white panties.
Soon he made out the outline of a man struggling inside the panty gusset & even thought he could at first hear a faint cry it became cries as the outline of a tiny hand pressed against the panty partly wedged in the huge asscrack until he saw the massive asscheeks clench making the tiny hand disappear.

The young chair Shoppe face slave, an ex-con like thousands of others, wondered how those two tiny men could survive.
When the Amazon Woman stepped away he had to rely on his ears but soon there were too many voices for him to make anything out. It grew dark as another black ass blocked out the light sending him back into a smelly oppressive Darkness.

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Tom called to Mitch who was watching the young girl drive off with her newly converted drivers seat. Jesse & Dennis were standing out in back of the Jeep the Blond had just dropped off.
Mitch climbed in the back & saw where Tom was pointing. A long plexi-glass container, similar to the aquariums packed with tiny men transported form the prison was against the back of the passengers seat. The tiny men seeing Tom had begun pounding on the glass screaming.
'I can't make out what their screaming' Tom told Mitch.
'It's some foreign language but its always the same isn't it Mitch told him.
'The OWK is in the Czech Republic, mainly Checkoslovakia Jesse told them from out back of the Jeep.
Some of them were on their knees. It looked like they were praying. Others began cheering thinking they were going to be saved.
Mitch & Tom tried to tell them they couldn't help them & even with the language barrier the tiny men soon saw that their hopes of escaping were not to be.
Some began screaming, banging on the glass while other fell to the tattered rags at the bottom of the glass prison in despair.
The boys tried not to look at them as they went about their work, thankful when more women began showing up to pick up their newly converted vehicles.

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When Regina entered The chair Shoppe with DK in tow Helene had just finished selecting the chairs she would have delivered to her new villa atop Shore Road not far from Rebecca & Regina's Beachouse.
Helene smiled seeing Regina who had handed DK's leash to Bev & was running to embrace her Aunt Helene.
'You're all grown up' Helene told Regina as she wrapped her long arms around her. everyone stood around not able to take their eyes from the pair of blond Witches.
A few of the native Shoppe Girl's made the sign of the cross & mumbled something under their breath as they watched the pair.
Bev tried to concentrate on the list of chairs Helene had selected. She would have Mitch & Tom deliver them tonight or at least first thing in the Morning.

When Regina took DK's leash back from Bev she saw Helene's eyes boring into the eyes of the Slave with the distinctive Brown collar.
Helene walked up to a nervous DK who eyes moved higher as Helene approached him.
DK tried to hide his fear but couldn't stop his mouth from quivering as Helene's shadow covered him.
'Where are you from Slave?' Helene asked DK.
'Wait' she told him before he could answer.
She touched DK's face. Her long red nails leaving a red line on his cheek that slowly faded once she pulled them free.
'A Dane' Helene said looking into his eyes.
Helene took the leash from Regina & wrapped it around her wrist as she walked around the Slave looking him over.
'Did you bring this Slave here for me?' She asked Regina.
Regina nodded as all in the Shoppe watched this fascinating exchange that could only happen here on the Islands.
DK was visibly shaking now as Helene came back around & looked again at his face.
'Is he one of those forum boys my sister told me about before I arrived?
'Yes Regina said as she watched DK look as thou he would pass out.
'Helene pulled hard on DK's leash that was still wrapped around her wrist.
'What name do you go by Slave'
'DK....DK Face'
Helene smiled wickedly as she saw the fear in the boys face.
'Open your mouth Slave DK' she ordered him.
Helene reached in pulling out his tongue. DK was up on his toes almost hanging by his collar & leash as Helene ran two fingers around the inside of his wide open mouth.
'Don't disappoint me slave if you want to keep those teeth' she told him releasing the tension & letting DK's feet fall back onto the floor.
DK fell to his knees, his legs giving out. The room had become so quite he thought everyone must of left. His own raspy breath echoed in his skull. When he looked up he saw the room as crowded as it had been before.
Helene had raised her short skirt & was now stepping out of her panties.
DK saw the panties resting just below Helene's knees. His wide open eyes frozen on the sight before him. A tiny man struggled inside a pocket in the gusset. Soaked, his arms flailing as he tried to break free from the stickiness that held him. As Helene stepped free of them DK saw the half dead man trapped in a pocket in the rear of the panties. He looked barely alive. He had fantasized about being trapped just like both of them but the reality of seeing was much more vivid than words on a page from a Forum story.
Helene's fingers digging into his scalp as she grabbed him by his hair & pulled his face into her naked cunni brought him out of his little forum fantasy.
'Open your mouth Slave DK Helene told him while whispers from the crowd of Women filled the once silent void.
As DK's mouth filled with the hot frothy piss Women in the chair Shoppe began whispering as they began to gather around the scene before them.
DK swallowed, gagging once letting the dark yellow wine shoot out the corners of his mouth & run down his cheeks. Opening his throat as Helene's strong hands gripped his head like it was in a vise, crushing his open mouth wide.
Bev watched the Women begin to form a circle around Helene. Murmuring's became more urgent as the crowd grew closer. Bev saw an array of asses, black & white clenching as some of the women began fingering themselves.
DK gulped, the hot acrid piss burning his throat. Finally the stream trickled to a few short spurts. He gasped for air as Helene pulled his face from her crotch. His face soaked & streaked with her piss, he looked up at her, his mouth sucking in air as she pet him like he was a dog.
The crowd backed up as Helene stepped away from the kneeling Slave.
'Does anyone need to use MY SLAVE before I take my leave of you?' Helene asked looking at the many colored faces of the Women who had watched her use the gasping boy at her feet.
Bev reached under the counter & brought out the wide yellow funnel with the head strap attached. She moved thru the crowd of Women, some giggling, others whispering, all aroused & beginning to form a line.
Bev slipped the head harness around DK's head. Three straps with funnel attached. The center strap hooking to DK's collar in back forcing his head back while seating the nipple of the funnel into his mouth. DK found himself wrapping his lips around the nipple as he tried to focus his eyes. It was slightly blurry looking thru the funnel but there was no mistaking the fat black thighs that rocked the funnel as the Woman straddled its wide mouth. The dark bush filled the funnel & DK's vision when her meaty hands lifted her belly so she could see the Slave she was about to use as her Toilet.
The dark heavy stream of piss gushed, hissing as it rolled around the funnel & down into DK's mouth.
More Women gathered around, DK could feel them as they crowded him to watch. DK drank & even as the Black Woman was squirting the last into the funnel the pushing began for who was next to use the Human Toilet.

Bev was back at the counter with Helene writing up the delivery for the several chairs she had chosen. There was no charge of course just as there was no charge for the Villa Helene would move into with her newly gifted Slave.
One after another Women straddled DK's upturned face. The talk grew louder, the Woman feeling like this was the norm saying it should be like this everywhere.
Shoppe boys soon found themselves under chairs as the Women finished using DK. Loud licking & sucking sounds echoed thru the Shoppe along with laughter & calls of encouragement from them to whoever was using the Human Toilet.
DK's strained gasping for air in the few seconds between Women caused more laughter. Women walking by outside the Shoppe could hear the loud cheering & were drawn inside. The once dwindling line grew longer. Soon there was no pause between women as one would straddle the funnel before it was drained. DK was covered with a golden wetness as the funnel was bumped spilling some over his body.
Weak, his knees finally giving out DK ended up on his back but that didn't stop the onslaught.

By the time the crowd had thinned out DK, his white skin wet with piss. Women ancious for their turn still bumped the funnel spilling more of the frothy brew onto his chest & shoulders leaving a small puddle around his head.

Helene asked Bev if there was someplace where her Slave could clean himself up before she left.
'Of course' Bev told her having one of the Shoppe girls take DK out back & hose him down.
DK was handed a clean pair of tan shorts by the young girl. Her smile as she left made him wonder if she was one of the Women who had used him. It was all a blur as his eyes had been soaked as well as his body.

The young Shoppe Girl hosed him down. his old shorts lay on the ground. He didn't see the boys out back at first until they began to gather around.
He didn't know who they were. They just walked away after a few minutes.
He thought about running after the hose was turned off but he was still weak. The urge was strong but he fought it knowing there was nowhere to run to.
Where would he have gone. He knew it was foolish to even think about it. A cold chill ran down his spine. Helene was a Witch like Rebecca & Regina.
Can she read his thoughts? does she already know he was thinking about running?
It was so hot out back his body was nearly dry when he stepped into the clean shorts.

Stepping back into the Shoppe he saw the place was still full of women. Some looked at him & smiled.
'Had they been among the ones who had used him he wondered?
Helene snapping his leash back onto his collar brought him back. Many of the women watched him being led away out the back.
He had looked for Regina after the crowd of Women using him had moved away but she was gone.

Out back the heat hit him once again as he was led into bright Sunlight. The four men he saw earlier were there. One of them handed Helene a set of keys & led them to a Jeep with a canvas top. The boys looked him over not saying a word as Helene led him to the back.
DK saw the sled & gulped. He knew what it was for.
Back in the safety of his home back in Denmark he had masterbated reading about how Slave's were strapped to the sleds, their heads forced under the drivers seat where the Women would facesit them as they drove around the Island's.
He didn't try to fight it. He lay on the sled, wincing as his bare skin hit the hot surface. Before pushing the sled sending him under the seat he watched her squat & lift the cover of some kind of glass container.
Still able to turn his head he watched Helene pull four tiny men from the container.
'No' he moaned as he watched her lick each one before laying them on her red tongue & bring them into her mouth.
Helene saw him looking at her as she chewed. She smiled as she swallowed.
He held his breath, eyes closed as she slammed the sled forcing his head thru the seal. When he opened them she was looking down at his face. He began to suck in air knowing it wouldn't make any difference.
She was still naked under her short tennis skirt. He watch her ass hovering above his face. He was scared, he couldn't help it. It was so beautiful as it slowly lowered to the seat. Light slowly faded as her ass grew larger the closer it came until it all went dark. He didn't need to see as he opened his mouth around the wet succulent pussy that now filled it.
He began sucking after realizing he was able to breath enough to quell any panic.
He never heard the engine & only sensed movement when the Jeep turned or rolled over a bump in the road.

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Helene pulled onto Shore Road & drove along the open road passing beach houses, & cottages. She could smell the crisp ocean air & hear the surf. She had pulled her long blond mane into a ponytail, so glad to be home once again.
She passed Merchants Road, slowing down to the sounds & sights only to be found here on the Femina Island's. She would go there soon & take in the many sights.
Her new Villa sat atop a knoll looking down on a cove of calm blue water. Other Villa's, some still under construction would soon be occupied by Wealthy & Privileged Women like herself. Maybe a celebrity or two looking for a place where they could own a Slave & live the life of a Queen without the prying eyes of others.
Helene rubbed her tummy. The four little treats she had gobbled up now had her tummy rumbling. Rebecca had told her the villa was fully stocked, that was good as she would enjoy a good meal before testing the limits of the Slave that was drinking her cunni juices along with the nice thick cum she was oozing into its mouth.

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