Date: Wed, 18 Feb 2009 06:06:30 -0800 (PST) From: lunaseahotgirl Subject: shelby part six At long last here is part six... Serving Shelby Chapter 6 The following day was Saturday. Shelby had told Sara that she wanted her to pick her up at her house the following morning. She was very mysterious about what they were going to do. Sara got dressed early. Shelby had told her to wear the standard see through blouse and a short skirt with no panties. Of course she had on the dog collar. When she arrived at Shelby's she found her waiting on the steps of the mansion. She had a big smile on her face as she hopped into the car. "Good morning Toilet Pig," Shelby said as she reached over and hooked the leash to her collar. The shock of being called Toilet Pig still showed on Sara's face.. "Uh... good morning Shelb... uh... Mistress." "Okay, let's get going. We are going down to Lexington Street to a little shop I know. My Mom knows the owner." "What... where are we going?" "Listen Toilet Pig, neither Toilet's nor Pigs talk. If I hear anymore out of you, you will be punished." Sara shut up and drove. They turned down Lexington Street in a seedy part of town. Sara felt very uncomfortable as she drove down the street with drug addicts and derelicts. "Here it is, pull into the parking lot on the left." Sara saw that they were turning into a parking lot of a Tattoo/Piercing parlor. She waited for Shelby to come around and grab her leash. The two walked down the street, Sara locked to the leash and Shelby pulling her along. Sara had her head down and her face felt hot as she followed behind the young girl. However, when she glanced up, she noticed that nobody was really paying attention to her. It was probably an everyday thing in this neighborhood to have one person leading the other down the street with a dog leash. "Hi Rodney," Shelby called out to a guy with long hair, tattoo's and piercing all over his body. He was bent over working on a customer's tattoo. "I'll be with you in a minute Shelby," the scrawny looking guy said. "Did my Mom call and tell you that I was coming?" "Yep," he said looking up. "I see you brought your new friend," he said and laughed snidely. By this time Sara was very worried. When the guy that was getting the tattoo left, Rodney put a closed sign on the door and directed Sara and Shelby into the back room. Sara was worried that Rodney might molest her. However, she need not have worried. Rodney was gay. "All right little lady, let's get those clothes off... or what clothes you have on," he laughed. Sara looked at Shelby for a reprieve. She saw her look back and nod her head. Sara stripped off all her clothes and stood naked in front of the two of them. "Want to start with the breasts?" "Whatever is best," Shelby said. "All right miss uh... does she have a name?" Rodney said. "Toilet Pig!" "Oh my what a wonderful name. All right Toilet Pig, have a seat here and lean forward. Should we tie her hands?" "Yes, I think it will be necessary." With that the man produced a pair of police handcuffs and pulled Sara's hands behind her back and cuffed them together. Sara sat on the threadbare leather chair trembling. She watched Rodney pull a medical tray over until her breasts were lying on it. She looked pleading at Shelby but was afraid to protest. The ugly guy lifted one of her breasts and used an alcohol swab to clean the nipple. Then she watched as she took out a long needle and a cork. She had a pretty good idea what was going to happen. Her eyes grew wide and the guy brought the needle to her nipple. "Aaaaahhhhheeeee!" she screamed as the long needle pierced her nipple. "There, the worst is over," the guy said kindly but he didn't look very sympatric to Sara's pain. Then he proceeded to place a good ring through the nipple. Sara was gasping for breath and there were tears streaming down her cheek. "Now what did you want on the tag?" he asked Shelby. "Well, for the right tit, I want `Shelby's'." "Okay," he said and turned and picked up a round gold tag about the size of a quarter. He used a hammer and stamp to engrave the tag with the word "Shelby's". Then he proceeded to solder the ring together permanently. "Shelby, please," Sara gasped as she watched the man move to her other breast. "Shut up Toilet Pig. You will be punished for that outburst." Rodney then did the same thing to the other breast, bringing a scream from Sara again. Then he took another tag and asked Shelby what she wanted on it. "Toilet." "Very good, Rodney laughed." Suddenly Sara had two rings in her tits with tags reading "Shelby's Toilet." "All right little lady, lay back and scoot forward." "Oh God," she gasped. However, she obeyed. Suddenly she had her legs spread wide and her pussy on display. She closed her eyes and bit her lip. "Ohhhhhhh Gooooooddddd!" she screamed as she felt the needle pierce her, just above her clit. A couple of minutes later she had a third tag on her, dangling from her pussy. It read "Pig". "Excellent Rodney," Shelby said. "Shelby's Toilet Pig, how nice. How much?" "Uh... well, your Mom said that you might be willing... willing to show me what you do with her instead of money. I've never seen that done before." Shelby got a big smile on her face. "Sure," Sara said. "And she is in a perfect position. All right Sara, put your head back. I'm going to give you a reward although you don't deserve it for your outbursts. However, I have to shit and now is as good a time as any." Sara could feel both breasts and her pussy throbbing. Nonetheless, the thought of eating her Mistress's shit was still exciting to her. It confirmed that Shelby still loved her. She leaned her head back and opened her mouth. "All right Sara, you are not to lose a drop of my shit. We do not want to soil Rodney's nice shop." Sara would have laughed if she weren't so excited. There was no way the nasty little shop could be soiled. Shelby stepped over Sara's face. The nasty little man got down behind Sara to watch. Sara kept her eyes open and watched her lover's asshole begin to pulse. Then she saw what she loved most in the world. A lump of brown shit began to push out of her tiny hole. Before it even got an inch out, Sara lifted her head and wrapped her mouth around it. "Oh goodness, you are hungry," Shelby laughed as she grunted and pushed the shit out. Sara took it into her mouth, sucking on the exposed lump. She moved her head back and forth as if she were sucking a dick. As it got bigger, she bit off a chunk and ate it. She swallowed quickly and put her mouth over the rest of the lump and sucked it inside. She chewed it slowly, enjoying the nasty taste of her lover. Soon there was another lump ready. She sucked it into her mouth and felt her pussy quiver. "That's it Toilet Pig," Shelby said. "Eat my shit like the nasty slut you are. God Rodney, can you believe how much of a pig she is?" "No," Rodney said, truly amazed. "And I have seen some really nasty whores." Sara felt her heart pounding in her chest. She was a nasty whore. She swallowed another big bite and opened her mouth again. Shelby dropped another turd into her mouth. She ate it quickly. "All right Toilet Pig, take the last bite into your mouth but do not chew it or eat it." Sara did as Shelby asked. "Thank you Rodney. Get your clothes on Toilet Pig and let's go." As Sara dressed, she felt the material of her blouse rubbing against her now sore nipples and she winced. When she stood up she felt her pussy ring throbbing. "Very nice," Shelby said when she saw the clear outline of the nipple rings and tags through her thin blouse. Sara let Shelby lead her out of the shop and onto the street. Her cheeks were bulging with her Mistress's shit and there were traces of it on her face. "Let's take a little walk," Shelby said as she led Sara down the street and to a local park. This time as they passed people, they did look. They were staring at Sara's exposed breasts with the rings. Then they would look at her face and gasp. "The next person we pass, I want you to open your mouth." A little old lady carrying a shopping bag was the victim. Sara looked at her and opened her mouth. The lump of shit had become gooey and drooled from her lips. The old woman's eyes opened in shock. "She's a shit slave," Shelby said and laughed. The woman almost fell as she ran down the street. Shelby walked her around the park; making Sara show the contents of her mouth to everyone she passed. Sara had never been more humiliated because she couldn't prevent the juicy shit from running out of her mouth and down the front of her white blouse. "All right Toilet Pig, swallow it and let's get going." Sara was relieved to swallow the foul tasting shit. Yet her pussy throbbed as it slipped down her throat and into her stomach. When they got to car, Shelby let Sara get into the front to drive but she got into the back. When she saw Sara look at her funny she said, "You don't think I want to sit in the front with you looking like that do you?" Sara had to agree with her. She looked like a mess and smelled worse. She was nothing but a low life shit eating slave. Why would anyone want to sit in the front with her, she thought.