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The next Wednesday, I was planning to skip my regular trip to the gym. When I opened my emails though, I scanned through the new emails that I'd received and saw a reminder from my university, some fees, but stopped immediately when I saw a message titled, 'Slave'. And my dick twitched, memories of what I'd done the previous week rushing through my mind. I didn't even realise that I'd opened it before I saw the screen change to the email. It read, Slave, I know you don't need me to tell you that this is your Master. In case you were considering skipping your trip to the gym tomorrow, Slave, don't. I don't want to have to punish you unnecessarily. When you do, you will bring the uniform that I gave you last week to change into after you are done, along with the underwear, stockings and shoes. Make sure that you've cleaned and ironed them well, I don't want my bitch looking too dishevelled without having given her good reason. You will leave the breast forms and wig at home. When you're done, you will also find a gag and a pill in the front flap of your gym bag. When you get changed, you will hold the pill in your mouth before you put the gag in, then swallow it. twenty minutes later, press the button on the remote that you will find alongside the pill and gag. Make sure you pack your wallet with all of your credit cards tonight. You will email me at this address when you have carried out these orders. Your Master When I was done reading, I got up and did as ordered, moving all of my membership and credit cards into the one wallet and put it into the top pocket of my gym bag, taking my travel pass out and putting it on top of it. As I did, I thought, 'I'd better wash that stuff tomorrow if I don't want anyone finding out what I am doing. I put in a sweat towel and filled a drink bottle with water before putting it into the fridge. When that was done, I went back to my room and pressed reply to the email that I had kept open. As I typed, I felt a tingling sensation throughout my body. When I was done, I read what I had written. Master, I have prepared my wallet as you ordered, however I am sorry, but I will need to wash the uniform tomorrow. Your Willing Slave I immediately got a reply, saying, 'Are you trying to get punished, Slave?' My dick twitched at the belligerent reply, but I sent back, No Master! Of course not! But I live with people, so if I started to wash them now, they would find them in the washing machine or dryer. That would lead to many unfortunate questions, and my inability to comply with your other orders! I got back. 'Very well then. So long as you don't forget. Before you leave tomorrow, write a note telling that those people that you live with that you won't be seeing them for at least two weeks.' I replied simply, 'Yes Master,' before going into the other emails to see what fees I owed and what the reminder was for. That night, I made sure to set my alarm for nine o'clock, to give myself more than enough time to get my clothes ready to change into in the afternoon, taking great care when it came to ironing the white shirt. When I was done, as ordered, I folded them neatly so that they wouldn't crease in my bag. I looked at my watch when I was done and my eyes widened in surprise, realising that I would have to rush to get to the bus stop in time. I was lucky and there were no cars coming along, so I got to cross the roads just before the bus pulled out. I took out my pass from my gym bag and tapped it against the pad and waited until the screen changed to accept the payment. It was twenty long minutes before I got to the gym. When I was there, I went through my regular workout, but, somehow, I managed to shave twenty minutes off of it. When I was done, I went into the sauna and sat there for around twenty minutes until my muscles had relaxed before jumping into one of the showers. When I was done, I went back to my locker and, opened the top flap of my bag. As expected, the items that My Master had said would be there, were. I closed it up and swung the bag over my shoulder before taking it into the toilet. When I was there I felt a strange pleasure when I rested the pill under my tongue before opening the box that the ball gag was in and opened my mouth to insert the gag. When I was holding it in front of my open mouth though, for some reason my hands stopped. I thought, 'What? Why am I stopping? This is what I want. Right?' I lowered my hands to my lap and stared at the gag. I felt my dick start to stiffen and realised that, it wasn't what I wanted to do. It was what My Master had ordered me to do. Then, without hesitation, I raised my hands up and strapped the gag in. I waited until enough saliva had been generated to swallow the pill. As I waited the twenty minutes, a strange tingling heat rushed through my body. When the time was up, I pushed the button and felt pain all through my body, causing me to try to clench my teeth to fight against it, but, with the gag in my mouth, it was useless and I lost consciousness. I don't know how long I was out for, but, when I woke up, I let out a low groan, my mind somewhat foggy. As I let out a low groan I remembered where I was and opened my eyes wide, fearful that someone might have come in to see what was taking me so long in the toilet. I tried to sigh in relief that no one had, but found that I couldn't around the gag that was still in there. I quickly undid it and took it out of my mouth to work it open and shut after a strange pain made itself known. But, before I could, a lot of saliva that I hadn't known had built up, came rushing out all over me. Luckily I was still in my gym clothes, though what the pill that I'd swallowed had done would make it very hard to claim with anybody believing me. I reached under my gym shirt and hesitantly touched one of the large tits that had somehow appeared on my upper chest. When I touched it, I actually felt it and thought, 'Oh my god! It's real!' and grabbed both it, and the other one, with my hands and cupped them in my hands as my shirt bunched up above them. I thought, 'These things are heavier than I'd thought they'd be." I squeezed them, a pleasure rushing to my loins that was unlike any other I had ever experienced. As it did, I thought, 'Wait! If I've got tits then..." and hurriedly pulled down my gym shorts. I wasn't wrong. There was nothing there. I thought, 'Oh my god! How could this have...no. It's obvious how it happened. I just want to know why and what he was thinking! I've never heard of a drug that could completely change a person's body the way like that pill did.' I reached down to touch it, but, as I passed the waistband of my gym shorts, I was overtaken by nerves and backed away. I stood up to move my bag from the hook on the door to the lid of the toilet that I'd been sitting on. I then took off my gym shorts and underwear and examined my body, noting that all of my body hair had somehow managed to remove itself from where it was, and magically transform to lengthen my hair. I lightly ran my fingers all over my body, thoughts of what would happen if someone found me in that state rushing unbidden to my mind. I somehow managed to force the thoughts away after realising that my hands had found their way to my boobs and were kneading them. I thought, 'Right, Shaye, focus,' and pulled my panties up. The thong felt strangely tighter than it had the last time I'd worn them. I shrugged and thought, 'Probably my imagination,' but it was the same with the bra too, but whereas it was still rather easy to pull the panties up, I really had to struggle to close the bra straps. 'Alright, I'm going to have to bring it up when I meet him after I'm done getting ready.' I then put on the uniform, struggling with the skirt and having to leave a few of the top buttons undone on the shirt. When I was done, I left the stockings off, opting instead for the ankle socks that I had bought before going into the gym, it being far too hot for the stockings. I then put my gym shoes back on and waited for the room to empty. I had to wait for about forty minutes for the room to clear before I could make my escape, only replacing my gym shoes for the school shoes when I was about to leave, lest some kid decide to look under the doors to check if the stall was empty. When I left the gym, I saw My Master sitting at a table covered by an umbrella shade. I walked over and he said, "I was beginning to think that you were trying to go back on your word." "No. It was just a little busy in the toilets is all." "I see," my Master said. He nodded at me before saying, "I like the look." "It's not by choice, I assure you." "Oh?" "The shirt's too small for my breasts, and, I could be wrong, but I think that whatever you gave me widened my hips as well, because the panties are rather tight now, and I could barely get the skirt on." "I see," my Master said, frowning. He sighed and said, "In any case, give me your bag." I nodded and silently handed it over. "Where's your wallet?" "In the top pocket." He opened the pocket that I told him about and took my wallet out. He rifled through the notes and grinned. He said, "Alright, come on, we'll take this bag back to my car and then go and get you some clothes that will fit." As he did, he stood up and put my wallet into his pocket. He then slung my gym bag over his shoulder and walked away. I followed after him. When we were at his car, he opened the door and slung my bag into the back. When he had locked the car I said, "Uhmm..." My Master asked, "What is it?" "It's just...my wallet..." "Ah. It's simple really. You belong to me. Even you should understand that what follows is that everything that you own, is, ultimately, also mine. That includes any money that you have earned and will continue to do so into the future." Besides, it's a man's wallet, so walking around with it when you look like you do would just plain look weird." He paused before saying, "Now, come on," and lightly slapped my ass, causing me to jump a bit. He then rested the hand lightly on it and kneaded the soft flesh as we walked back to the shopping centre. As we reached the door, he let go, leaving me with a strange sense of loss. He didn't waste any time leading me to a lingerie store. We went inside and spend a couple of minutes trying to decide what to do. When she noticed us staring blankly at a size chart, a beautiful woman, that had black hair and a rack about as large as mine, came over and said, "Hi, can I help you?" "Yeah," I said. "Recently I got bigger and, am unsure what size I need." "Ah, I see. I get that. I know just how you feel. One day your bra fits, then you need to go out and replace every single one of them." "Yeah," I agreed, affecting a tone and look of sympathy. "Unfortunately, it turns out that my hips are a bit too wide too." "Seriously, girl? You don't look like it." I blushed at the compliment. "In any case, come with me, I'll get you measured up in no time." "Great! Thanks so much," I said in a relief filled tone. She then took me into the change rooms and had me take off my shirt and, quickly then practically ripped the bra that I had put on, off of me, saying, "You weren't lying! This thing is way too small for you! Is it even yours?" "Honestly, no. I stayed with a friend last night and needed to borrow her one from her mother to make it through the day." "I see. Well, it's a good thing that you got here when you did, now, lets do this thing," the worker said, extending a measuring tape. She said, "Now, raise your arms for me." When I did, she wrapped a cloth measuring tape around my chest. When she was done, I saw her lips twitch downwards for some reason. But, without a word, she undid my skirt, letting it drop to the floor as she wrapped the measure around my hips. She said, "Right. You've got a 30E sized chest. And you'll need size small to medium sized panties. Now, there is only one question that remains." "What's that?" She grabbed my ass as she said, "How much do you want to show to your boyfriend out there?" She looked down and saw my nipples beginning to harden and she said, "Like that, do you?" squeezing the soft flesh and shaking it up and down. She grinned and said, "Well, I suppose that that answers that. I think that it's safe to say that You'll be wanting to go and look at the cheekies or thongs up the back. She said, "Hmm..." walking around me, looking at me from every angle as I pulled the skirt up and put my ill-fitting shirt back on, sans the too-small bra. As we left the changeroom, the worker said, "I'll tell you what, I'll make you a deal." "What's that?" my Master asked. The worker ignored him, saying, "If you agree to do some work for me, I'll give you half off for whatever you want for today only." I asked, "What is it?" having gotten an uncomfortable feeling when she was looking me over in the changeroom. "Our latest store model quit the other day, so we're looking for a new one right now." "Store model? What does that do?" "Oh, it's pretty easy really. Do you want the deal, or not." My Master said, "Sounds good to me Shaye. You should take it." I internally sighed and said, "Alright, when do I start?" "You can start right now if you want." "I shrugged and said, "Alright, what do I do?" "Not much. Just when you're trying on your underwear, you'll do it completely and walk through the store for a bit." "How long's it for?" "However long you want it for." "I see. What about the shifts?" "There's a few girls doing it, so we're flexible on hours." "Alright." "Great!" the worker said and lead us to the section that she'd been telling me about. As I walked through, picking up one set after the other, and putting them back down again, she said, "Look, you can either take them and try them on and do your job, or leave now and I'll ban you from the store. how does that sound?" "Right!" I eeped. I picked up a teal and black satin and lace matching demi-cup bra and a Brazilian style panty, that had a mesh back, plus suspender and took them into the changeroom. I wasted no time getting them on and looking at myself in the mirror. I thought, 'Damn I look good,' and came out of the changeroom without putting my clothes back on, as I had been told my job required me to do. I went over to them and said, "How is this?" and turned around for them to examine me. My Master said, "Bend over." I did, placing my hands on my knees to keep balance. He rubbed his hand over my ass in front of the worker before clenching it and shaking it about. He said, "I like it," and lightly slapped my ass. "It shows it off and grants me easy access when whenever you mess up." The store worker said, "So, are you two into kink or something?" My stomach dropped as she asked the question. My Master though, was nonplussed as he said, "Yes. Well, I am, Shaye is beginning to get into it too." "Oh? Well then, in that case, I think that working out the back would be more appropriate for her." "There's a back room here?" "Yes. Would you like to see it?" My Master said, "Sure. Sounds good," and followed the store worker, leaving me standing there, more worried than I'd ever been. He said, "What are you doing, Shaye, come along," waving his hand in a 'hurry up' motion. I nodded and scurried to catch up to them. As we went out the back, the store worker asked My Master, "So, was that story that she told me about needing to borrow a bra from her friend's mother back there a lie?" "Yes. Shaye's still a bit embarrassed about how much she enjoys being treated like my bitch, so probably wore her sister's today as a justification." I was horrified by what I saw in the back room of the store. there were chains hanging from the ceiling that had leather cuffs attached to them, along with numerous sets of bondage equipment in boxes, and on mannequins. My Master said, "Strip. You're not going to need those on in here." I said, "Yes Master!" and immediately took off the underwear that I'd been wearing out in the store, not wanting to give him any reason to try any of the devices on me. The store worker said, "So, Shaye can work in here, or out there, whichever you'd prefer," addressing My Master. "What would she be doing back here?" "Much the same thing, except back here, she'd be getting a more hands-on experience, if you get my meaning." I blushed, getting exactly what she meant. My Master either didn't, or affected that he didn't, asking, "Could you please give me an explanation?" "Well, she'll be getting whatever you want. Spanking, sucking, fucking, you name it, and we'll be happy to provide." My Master said, "I see, I think that she will work out here. But, I'd like her to also work out there," nodding at the door that we'd just gone through. "So, you want her trained as an exhibitionist, huh?" "Yes." "Alright. First things first, what would you like for her?" My Master said, "Hmm..." moving through the store. As he did, he said, "Shaye, go pick out a collar for yourself." "I said, "Yes Master," and walked over to the collars. I looked at them all, and continued to do so until he came over and said, "Are you done?" I said, "Yes Master." "Which one is it?" I went over and picked up a pink one that had a heart shaped ring in the middle and gave it to him. He took it from me and looked at it for a second. Then he went and put it back, changing it out for a black one that had small metal spikes sticking out from it and wrapped it around my neck. I heard a beep and he said, "There, that's better." I looked at him confused as I had done what he asked. He figured out what the look was and said, "This was a lesson, Shaye. What you want, doesn't matter, only what I want." He then forced a bag into my hands and said, "Now, put this one on." I undid the back and pulled out the leather straps that were inside. He waited until I had put my arms through the arm holes, making sure that my large tits made it through their individual holes before stepping forward and doing up the latches on the back himself, locking them into place to make sure that I couldn't take them off. I heard the store worker say, "Here, you might like these," handing My Master something. My Master agreed and let her put the knee-high stilettoes on me. When she was done, she stood up and looked me over. She looked over my shoulder and said, "You've got a good eye. The straps will support these big tits of hers..." as she squeezed one of them. "...at the same time as they make them look even bigger. And, that material at her hips will make it feel as if she's always got you holding her. Then, with those boots I gave you, you can lock her feet together without any problems at all." My Master said, "It sounds like you've got some experience with it yourself." "I won't lie. I am a bit of a switch, so sometimes I'll get into the stock and try it out." "You sound like you need to be punished." The store worker said, "Is that a promise?" 'It can be. But first..." he moved over and grabbed my arm. He then dragged me over to the chains and cuffed me to them. When he was done, he turned back to the store worker and said, "Now, as to what you were saying, "Some light spanking and groping will be fine, as will toy testing, licking, sucking and cumming on her. Anything more, is completely forbidden." The store worker asked, "When you say 'sucking'?" "You know, pussy eating, both ways, giving blowjobs...she needs to get some experience to improve her technique." As he talked I felt myself start to get turned on, imagining performing the acts, and saw them grin, noticing that my nipples were rock hard. The store worker said, "So, do you want to go out and find some more for your bitch to wear?" My Master said, "Sure, sounds good." As My Master followed the worker from the room, I cried out, "No! Wait, don't leave me!" as I felt my face become incredibly warm and tears start to run down my cheeks. My Master stopped. He grabbed the store workers arm and said, "Lock up the store." I saw her nod and she left the back room, presumably to carry out the order. My Master walked over to me and lifted his hand up to my face. He rubbed the back of his right index finger up my left cheek, wiping away the tears. He then licked the back of his finger. When he was done, he let out a satisfied sigh. He said, "Your tears taste even better than I'd thought they would." He walked around me before I heard a massive 'thwack', before I felt the pain spread from my ass as I moved back and forth, causing my tits to move about." "Why?" "I just gave you a compliment. You should thank me, Slave." "Sorry Master. I will next time." He slapped the other cheek as the store worker came back in. He said, you forgot to thank me just now." "But..." He spanked me again. He said, a slave should thank her master for reminding them of the rules." I said, "Thank you Master!" wanting to avoid any more of the treatment. My master said, "Strip." Confused, I looked at him, but saw that he wasn't looking at me, so, I looked where he was and saw the store worker start to take off her clothes. As we watched, Master started to play with my breasts and I closed my eyes to focus on the sensations that his hands were causing. About two seconds later, I felt one of the hands let go of my right breast and contact my ass. I cried out, more from the shock of the spank than the pain, my eyes opening wide. I glanced at Master from the corners of my eyes. He said, "I didn't say that you could close your eyes." "Sorry Master." "Good slave. You're learning." "Thank you Master." As I thanked him, I felt my chin get grabbed as something soft pressed into my right boob. My head was forced to look forward a second before a tongue penetrated my mouth and wrapped around mine. The store worker and I moaned against each other, our bodies pressing up against and moulding around each other. Then, I felt something warm and soft move between my legs, spreading the lips of my pussy. I could tell that the store worker could feel it too as her nipples hardened against my skin. As Master thrust his hips against me, I felt the store worker grab my ass and pull me forward, pressing me up against her, wanting to feel more of Master's cock. As she did, she also backed away from our kiss and looked over my shoulder, focusing entirely on my master. As Master continued to thrust my hips started to involuntarily move back and forth, unable to be stopped by the hands that were unsuccessfully trying to hold me in place. Suddenly, Master backed away. I tried to look behind me, but the store worker's face was in the way. Which was a good thing too, as I realised that I had been about to demand something of my Master, which, given the situation, would only have led to a punishment that would leave me in tears. So I waited, silently as the store worker backed away. I heard him walk forward and felt liquid start to drip from my pussy at the thought of what that meant. But, I was wrong. Oh so very wrong. Master kept on walking past me and went over to a bar that was hanging on one of the walls that had two leather straps of differing lengths attached to the ends. He said, "I think we'll use this now," and brought it over and strapped the end with the shorter cuff below the cuff holding me in place. Master looked to the store worker and said, "You, lift her leg." The store worker said, "Alright," and came over and grabbed my leg. I tried to fight her off, but she bent my knee, tipping me over, but, I was kept standing by the ceiling cuffs as she lifted my leg up to the other end of the bar and master strapped it to my thigh, forcing my legs apart. After pushing down on my leg to test that the cuff was set she asked, "What should I do now?" and flicked my right nipple. "Should I suck one of these giant cow tits? Or should I eat her pussy? Or maybe..." She glanced at something on the wall, but I didn't dare look to see what it was. Master said, "While that is all well and good..." as he walked around us. "...but I've got a better idea," and grabbed her arm and dragged her back a bit before moving behind her. He then grabbed her hair and bent her forwards at her waist. She winced as Master thrust himself all the way into her. As he withdrew, her face relaxed, but she winced again when Master thrust back in. The same thing kept on repeating, except, after about ten thrusts, she started to smile, even as her eyes reflected pain. I thought, 'That is...' and started to imagine that it wasn't her, but me with that look on my face. As the feeling spread throughout my body, I unthinkingly tried to reach my breasts to play with them the way that they seemed to be begging me to do. When I couldn't I moved my arms harder and looked to see what was stopping them from doing what had to be done. It was only when I saw the cuffs that I remembered that they were why my arms were in the air. Then I realised the real purpose of them wasn't to keep me in place but stop me from doing anything to bring about my own pleasure and keep me at the whims of whoever happened to be there at the time. Soon the store worker started to buck her hips as she was fucked. After she was brought to orgasm, Master withdrew from her pussy and moved around to her side, still grasping her hair in the same hand. He then flung her forward and let go of her hair, sending her crashing to the ground. Master said, "Now, you can eat her cunt all you like, just make sure that she doesn't cum from it." The store worker said, "Yes, Master," barely a second before latching onto me. I felt her tongue pry my lips apart and go inside, causing my hips to buck. Suddenly though she moved back and blinked up at me. She looked to Master and said, "You've turned her into your bitch without even fucking her?!" Master grinned and said, "Yes, Shaye is a natural-born masochist, so a few spanks and orders was all it took to make her mine. Without another word, the store worker reached around and forcefully grabbed my ass and brought me to her mouth, causing me to overbalance and all of my weight to be fully supported by the cuffs, causing me to wince as they dug in to my skin. As she continued to eat me out, I saw Master move through the store, examining everything that they had. As he did, I started to buck and let out sounds of pleasure, telling both of them exactly how much I was enjoying being their plaything. As I was about to cum from the pleasure flooding my body, I felt the store worker move away and I desperately called out, "No!" and thrust my hips towards her, trying to get close enough that my pussy could reach her mouth. To let her continue her ministrations. The store worker said, "No, no, no, you stupid bitch. Did you forget what your Master said? He told me specifically not to let you cum. she stood up and turned around to pick something up. When she turned around, she was holding them too low for me to see, still being held up in the odd position due to the heel of the boots that I'd been fitted with. She said, "Here, I'll even gift these to you," seconds before I felt a pain in my right nipple, causing me to wince and let out a whine. Her actions caused Master to look over and smile. He said, "I must say, I like the way you think," as pain made its way into my left one. "I think that that's the perfect look for her while she's working here." I said, "Thank you Master." Master said, "Why are you...?" "You told me to thank you when you compliment me." Master cupped my cheek in his hand as he said, "Good girl," and I leaned into it." "You remembered." I thanked him again. "But. I wasn't complimenting you before. I was merely making an observation." I said, "It sounded like a compliment to me," a second before he spanked me yet again. I said, "Thank you Master." He said, "Slaves don't talk back to their master." "Sorry Master." "Good slave." "Thank you Master." "You know, I think I'll reward you." I eagerly asked, "Really Master?" "Are you questioning me again?" "No Master! Never!" "Good. Now, where do you want me to fuck you?" I said, "Where do I..." before stopping, fearing that he might consider my restating the question as questioning him. "I want you to..." I stopped again, remembering what had happened earlier. I said, "No. Wherever you want to, Master." Master said, "Good slave," a second before burying his full length in my pussy. Strangely, I didn't feel any pain as he spread me open for the first time, and I orgasmed, shaking about. When I was done, all of my strength had left me, causing me to slump over, all of my weight being supported by the leather cuffs. I heard Master say, "You, clean her out," but his voice was muted by the sexual high that I was still on. I felt the store workers tongue slide up my thigh before, once again, she started on eating me out and, as she did, I let out sounds of pleasure that I couldn't stop but, even if I could have, I didn't want to. After what seemed an age, but was merely seconds, she stopped and I let out a desperate whine, unable to form the words to beg for her to continue. But, almost as soon as she did, I felt a tongue seeking entrance into my mouth and I let it in. As it entered, I felt a thick liquid come in. I tried to push her away, but, the cuffs stopped me. I still tried to back away, but, being suspended on one leg as I was, I couldn't do that either as she clutched my hair in her hand, forcing my mouth to stay connected to hers. It wasn't long before the liquid had mixed in with both of our saliva and were forced to back away. we hacked, causing it to fly all over our naked bodies. Master commented, "That looks hot." I said, "'Hank you mash-ter." He then looked to the worker and said, "I think that we're done for the day." The store worker said, "You taking her now?" "No. She has work to do, doesn't she?" The store worker smiled as she said, "Yes she does." "Besides, now she'll sell even more stuff, don't you think?" The store worker said, "Oh, most definitely," as she got dressed. "Speaking of which. When you're done, could you help me choose some clothes for her. I wouldn't know the first thing about women's clothes, and...well...I can't trust that she won't try something funny and try to get baggy clothes or something." The store worker said, "Alright. Sounds good," as she finished buttoning up her shirt. They then went back to the front of the store, leaving me all alone, tied up, all but naked, with cum all over me. But, this time, I was too out of it to try and protest.