MY TRANSFORMATION INTO A SKINHEAD BOOT slave - PART 9B

Author: slavealbert
Title: MY TRANSFORMATION INTO A SKINHEAD BOOR slave /PART 9B
Date: 11 November 2018

"cunt...it´s my suggestion that, to start off, you need
- 2 pairs of the original blue bleachers;
- 2 pairs of the original blue bleachers with a hidden ass zipper;
- 2 pairs of black/grey bleachers;
- 2 pairs of black/grey bleachers with a hidden ass zipper;
what do you think...cunt"?

"That sounds fine with me...Skinny" - not wanting to go into a discussion with him over his suggestion, as he, apparently already made the/his decision for me!

"Ok - let me take your measures" and raking out a measuring tape, he started with my waist...next was my hip, measuring around my butt!
On purpose or not, while doing his measuring, he rubbed against my cock or better...against my chastity device and exclaimed: "WOW...cunt, are you wearing a cock cage"?
"Yeah, Skinny, since earlier to day - i´m a bit new to all this and need to get used to it"!
"No problem...don´t you worry, you WILL get used to it, especially with Master Johnson controlling you, you will get used to it all in no time...you can take my word for that...cunt"!

"OK...cunt, let´s try on this pair of original bleachers to see how they will fit you, as they come quite tight"!
"Huh, i stammered, right here, where everybody can see me...i´m not wearing any briefs, you know"!
"Oh, come on...no need to be embarrased", while pulling on my leash;..."and, in case you haven´t noticed yet, you are already showing a nice stain of pre-cum in your crotch - so...one more reason to loose your jeans right now", Skinny smirked!

"But...but, Skinny i´m also wearing a butt plug"!
"WOW...cunt, it only get´s better-and-better - as it seems Master Johnson is already taking very good care of you - believe me, he sure is an expert"!

With that, i suddenly got an other jolt in my ass which made me double over: "How is it going, Skinny"?, i heard Boss asking!
"We have just selected some bleachers for cunt and I told hem to loose his pants so we can try them on, but he seems to be a bit reluctant to do so..."!
Before Skinny could finish, Boss activated the damned butt plug again and said: "cunt...do immediately what Skinny said..loose your pants...now" and one more jolt made itself felt!

With no other choice, i obeyed Boss and Skinny and there i stood in the middle of the shop with just my collar, leash, cock cage and butt plug on!
Skinny handed me the bleachers which i put on as fast as i could: luckily they fitted perfectly!
"See...Master Johnson, they fit nice and snug, so they can be worn inside as well as over the boots"!
"Good show...Skinny" and, finally, Boss came to my rescue, saying: "It´s my guess that you want to keep them on, right...cunt"?
"Boss, very much so, Boss - Boss, thank you so much, Boss", i replied with great relief!

"Skinny, throw his old jeans away...and his shirt too"!

After Boss has left us alone once again, Skinny voluntered: ""cunt..I didn´t want to say anything in front of Master Johnson, but i noticed that also the rest of your body is completed shaved...huh...de-haired - how come"?
"Well, as said, Boss just wanted it that way and strung me up and did it...nothing i could do at that time...it´s as simple as that"!

"I see...must have been quite an experience", while putting the 8 pairs of bleachers in the shopping cart!

"OK...cunt...the boot department is next: there you can really eat-your-heart-out"!

Was Skinny right: literally...dozens of different kind of boots: it would be quite a task to make the right choice, i though!
This time, Skinny really came to my rescue: "cunt, I can see from your face that you are overwhelmed, but, don´t you worry, about which boots to choose...Master Johnson - Boss to you, that is - already made his choice for you and has handed me his wish-list", reading ot out as follows:
" one pair of 20 eye-let black boots with steel toe caps";
" one pair of 20 eye-let cherry-red boots";
" one pair of 30 eye-let black boots";
" one pair of 30 eye-let cherry-red boots with steel toe caps";

"Let´s see and try on some of the 30 eye-let cerry-red ones with the steel toe caps: this size might just be perefect - don´t forget that most of the time you will wear socks with them"!

Said-and-done and, yes, indeed, they fitted really nice even without thesocks, as i was wearing none: one thing should be said - Skinny really knows his job!

"I guess, I don´t have to ask you if you like them: it´s all written over your face, so...here´s some good news: Master Johnson told me to allow you to wear them right away, albeit without socks - so, hang in there I´m going to get some white laces and lace them up for you - in the meantime put the legs of the bleachers into the boots"!
Boy, was i in heaven!!!

Lacing the boots up took quite a while and Skinny explained: "it will take quite some time before you have mastered the art to lace them propperly, but...eventually you will learn...even if it´s the hard way", giving me his by now (in)famous wink!

Once done, Skinny took me to a full standing mirror in order to show his "master work"!

There i stood, dressed in bleachers with the legs tossed in, wearing a pair of 30 eye-let cherry-red boots with steel toe caps and white laces, wound and bound several times at the top, leaving the two last eye-lets open - for what i though - i soon would find out!

"So, cunt, what do you think"? "Skinny, i couldn´t look any better...it´s like a drean comes through and that thanks to Boss and you, Skinny - don´t you agree with me"?
"Sure, I agree with you...cunt, but, carefull, not to shoot a load all of a sudden in your new bleachers...cunt", sporting a broad smile this time!

"Are we done yet", i asked a bit impatiently, while Skinny put the boot boxes in to the cart

"Not quite yet...we still need the following accessories":
" 4 pairs of red, white, yellow and black over-the-calf socks";
" 4 pairs of matching laces";
" 4 pairs of matching narroiw braces";
Upon which he clipped a while pair on my bleachers, letting them hang over my butt.

"and...to finish it all off, let me get you one blue and one olive/orange bomber jacket...for the upcoming colder days" and with that he pushed the shopping cart towards the cashier´s desk, who sarted adding up all "my" purchases, letting me stand there there shirless with a free hanging lease!

At that very moment, Bos re-appeared again with the manager, who seemed to be very pleased when he looked at the cart: "seems you guys did some nice shopping" and Boss nooded his head, sliding his credit card at the same time!

Looking at me with a pittying face: "cunt...you better put this bomber jacket on, otherwise you might catch a cold", handing the olive/orange one, which i gladly put on.

When all the purchase were bagged and boxed, the store manager thanked Boss for his purchases and told Skinny to bring the all to Boss´s truck, to which he happily obliged!

Walking back thru the corridors was quite a sight: Boss in front pulling on my leash...me now in full skinhead gear and Skinny like a pack horse: what a sight...indeed with all the three of us enjoying it immensily...of course!

i didn´t even bother looking around to see the reactions or hear the remarks of the other shoppers: i couldn´t give a damn about their thoughts!

Everything loaded on the back seat of the truck, Skinny thanked Boss for letting him be of service once again, upon which i thought it to be of good manners to thank Skinny for his service as well: "Skinny...thank you so much for your personal attention and helping to choose the right skinhead outfit for me...i very much appreciated that and i sure hope to meetup with you once again some day", giving him a big hug!

"Well, cunt, that will depend mostly on Master Johnson here, but, yes, I would very much like to see you again soon - you, indeed, have been a good...sport", returning the hug!

Boss, seemed to have liked my gesture: "Yes, Skinny, who knows"!

And with that said, off we drove!