For those of you confused as to why the first chapter was primarily before the store slavery and what not. Don't worry. There are a few shows who do their stories in this way of telling them. I honestly didn't think to put a reason why he wouldn't be going to get the shoes himself. Though in my head i had it that he had only one pair of shoes since he has ginormous feet. Probably explained itself in my mind. Apparently it didn't. Also, those of you that don't agree with what is going on. Go and read something that actually interests you instead of my stuff.
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Hey guys. Now I know some of you may be wondering why I was the one to go get my brother his new shoes. Truth is, he was under house arrest. He had was under investigation for apparently beating someone up. However, there were zero witnesses so the cops decided to put him on house arrest. Normally, they'd just consider it a prank and not investigate but the person that my brother beat up... happened to be the son of the Mayor. It was quite the scandal. In any case. I know you guys are impatient to learn what happens next. Since I don't really feel like telling the story for a year I'm going to do a timeskip to the end of my slavery.
Today I'm being pulled by a chain connected to a collar towards the room where this morning's job will be located. However, I've been feeling under the weather lately. That's why my movements have been slow this day, and also why my neck is hurting like h-e-double hockey sticks. My owner has been pulling on me hard each time I faltered. However, the pain only made me more excited which kept slowing me down. Once we arrived he pulled me into one of those weird medieval head and arm locking devices. Once it was locked he blindfolded me and put one of the ring gags into my mouth. After an hour or so I heard the tell tale sounds of people walking into the room.
"Damn," said one of the voices which was strangely female, "Look at that bitch. She's very fine. You want to go first dear?"
"Hell yeah mom," sneered a teen voice before the sound of a zipper could be heard.
"Hurry up kid," barked an impatient older man.
"Hold your horses old man," snarked the teen as he positioned himself behind me as he whispered to me, "You're going to love this you little slut."
I only flexed my asscheeks in anticipation which acquired a few chuckles from the surrounding people. The next second he had plunged his entire flesh rod into my cunt causing me to moan. While he was pumping in and out of me I heard someone walk forward then felt another flesh rod enter my mouth and pump in and out. When everyone had their turn with me, women included, I slumped out of exhaustion and pleasure then fell into unconsciousness. If I could see myself I would see jizz oozing out of all three of my holes as well as jizz all over my face and body dripping onto the ground. When I woke up I had felt as if I had no muscles at all, so when my owner released me from the device to drag me to the bathroom I fell to the floor like a rag doll.
"Get up whore," ordered my owner but when he saw that I didn't move he frowned and knelt down to see what was wrong. When he removed the blindfold he saw that I had a blank look in my eyes.
"Well shit," groaned my owner, "I lost another one just like I lost my sister."
