What next?
Online market
Sarah woke first. Simone still lay bound and gagged beside her, eyes open, waiting. Sarah removed the gag, rolled on top of the Class 2 woman, and took her time. She used Simone’s mouth first, slow and deep, then turned her over and fucked her with a thick toy she found in the bag of tools, grinding against the other woman’s bound body until she came hard, thighs clenched, breath uneven. She did not allow Simone any release of her own. When she finished she simply pulled away, leaving the other woman wet, aching, and still restrained.
Breakfast was prepared without discussion. Sarah sat at the table with a full, rich meal—fresh fruit, eggs, warm bread, coffee. On the floor she set two low bowls of cheap cat food. Mason and Simone ate from them on all fours, faces lowered. Mason’s thoughts burned with silent fury at the deliberate animal treatment; every mouthful tasted like another layer of the humiliation Sarah now seemed to enjoy so casually. Simone ate without visible emotion, already adapting to her new place.
Afterward Sarah leaned back, stretched, and asked the room in a light, almost idle tone,
“So… what should we do today?”
She did not particularly expect an answer.
Simone lifted her head from the bowl.
“You’re not getting nearly enough out of the male you own, Mistress. A Class 4 that rare can make serious money if he’s offered properly.”
Sarah raised an eyebrow. Simone continued, voice calm and practical.
“There’s a brokerage site for Class 3 and Class 4 stock. Owners post what they need, or list what they’re willing to lease or sell. The highest offers usually come after you put the merchandise up with clear photos and a proper description.”
She showed Sarah the interface on a tablet that had appeared in the apartment along with the rest of the rewritten world. The site was clean, professional, and extensive. One side listed open requests from wealthy women—mostly Class 1—looking for specific stock. The other side showed available objects with prices, ratings, and detailed tags.
Sarah scrolled through the request section. Her expression shifted from curiosity to open shock.
Some of the listings were straightforward breeding or household service. Others were far more specialized:
• A Class 1 woman seeking a male to be permanently modified into a living toilet and footstool for her private salon, with weekly public display rights.
• Another requesting a matched pair (one male, one female) for long-term medical and sexual stress-testing, including organ-stress experiments and forced lactation protocols, with full ownership transfer.
• A third looking for a young male to be used as a prize in an underground endurance tournament where the losers were dismantled for parts in front of the audience.
• Several requests for females to be reshaped into furniture or decorative art pieces, and one particularly detailed inquiry for a male whose sole purpose would be to produce extreme volumes of cum on command for a private bottling and tasting club.
Sarah’s mouth actually opened slightly as she read. The casual precision of the language—treating people as customizable inventory—settled into her as simply another feature of the superior system she had helped lock into place.
Simone spoke again.
“Best results come when the stock is listed first. Clear photos, honest measurements, and a description that treats them like the product they are.”
Sarah nodded, already deciding. She spent the next hour taking dozens of detailed photographs of Mason—front, back, close-ups of his face, cock, the fading bruises, the way he looked on all fours. Then she did the same with Simone, posing her in open, available positions that emphasized her body as usable goods.
The descriptions she wrote were clinical and objectifying:
For Mason: “Class 4 male, early 20s, previously modified for high-volume controllable ejaculation. Currently in good basic health. Suitable for breeding, heavy use, public display, or experimental modification. Available for lease or full transfer. Cross-listed with matching Class 2 female stock.”
For Simone: “Class 2 female recently reduced to personal service. Slim, large-breasted, obedient under hierarchy. Suitable for sexual use, domestic labor, or further reduction to Class 3. Available alongside rare Class 4 male.”
She uploaded both listings separately, each referencing the other, then sat back and waited to see what the market would offer her.
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