Epilogue
It had been a full year since Master Farrell had seen Bryce and Shawna
and he looked forward to their visit. His new personal slave had been
broken and now followed him wherever he went and obeyed his every
command. She had been treated crueler even than Debbie, her feet shrunk
to an even smaller size and the heel of the ballet-toed boots had been
removed, leaving her only two point on which to stand. Her waist was
nonexistent, only 8 inches with a 9-inch pipe stem. Her hood had no
holes for her eyes; instead she followed Master Farrell by means of a
homing device. The homing device was a huge metal dildo lodged in her
ass and unless she was within a certain distance of Master Farrell it
gave her electrical shocks. The bigger the distance to Master Farrell,
the nastier the shock. She was of course armless with massive,
constricted tits. A huge penis-gag was in her throat, filling it
completely. The only way she could breathe was through a tiny hole in
the gag. Like with Debbie, the focus of her entire being was to please
Master Farrell. She had no other thoughts in her head.
Master Farrell was impressed with Shawna's treatment of Debbie. She had
managed to further decrease her waist, although not as small as Master
Farrell's slave's, and her boots were now tiny, even smaller than those
of Master Farrell's slave and like those without a heel. The hood was
still of the same type, but of a different color. Shawna preferred red
so Debbie's entire ensemble; boots, corset and hood was red.
Inside her hood Debbie's bruised mind could handle only one thought: she
had to please Mistress Shawna. The transformation process had been
crueler than she had imagined. Shawna had started out be breaking her
feet again and constricting then further. The training had been worse
than anything before, the brainwashing more brutal. In the end Debbie
had been reduced to just that one thought: please Mistress Shawna. Like
it had been with Master Farrell there was no reward, no release only
servitude and torture. She was conditioned to remember that she loved
Shawna, but she could focus on only that one thing: please Mistress
Shawna.
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