So this chapter begins a new phase in the horrible treatment of Vince, if you don't like that, then I really doubt you're still reading this story by this point. Those of you who are though, thank you. I know the Boosh fandom has kinda died in the past few years, I personally have lost much of my interest in it, (not that I don't still love it)but as long as people still care, I will strive to finish this fic!

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After his pet had been put to bed for the night, Howard went about getting everything ready for the next day. He had gotten in touch with a few people he knew would be interested and invited them over for a sample of the new merchandise soon to be offered exclusively at the Nabootique.

There were a few rules he had to issue, because Howard was a businessman and he couldn't just giveaway all his hard work. No, he needed to just give them a little taste and make them come crawling back for more, and they would get it. For a price.

The rules he issued were these: people were only allowed to touch with their hands, all clothing is to remain on, and there was to be no 'relieving' themselves in the shop.

If they liked what they saw they were welcome to schedule an appointment and get the full experience.

Howard knew that once they saw what he was offering, they would spread the word, and soon, everyone would know Vince Noir was open for business.

He was going to make so much money.

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Howard woke his pet early the next morning to get it prepared for the show. It whined a bit at being woken up, but didn't complain and followed his instructions when he told it to go shower.

When it was done, Howard fed his pet before hooking the leash onto its collar and leading it down to the shop where he had it sit in the center of the floor.

"Now Pet, things are going to go a bit differently today." Howard said soothingly, looking down at his pet. It remained silent but tilted its head curiously. "The shop won't be opening today. Instead, some people will be coming in to see how perfect you are."

At this his pet opened its mouth to speak, but caught itself and instead looked down with a quiet whine.

"What is it my Pet?" Howard asked and watched it open and close its mouth multiple times before finally speaking.

"B-but Master, why do other people need to see? I don't care about them, I only want to be perfect for you." It said softly.

"I know that Little Man, but that would be very selfish of me wouldn't it? Here I have the most perfect pet in the world, and I'm keeping it all to myself. People need to see how perfect you are Vince, to see that they were wrong about you. They need to understand that Vince Noir is more special than they ever imagined. Don't you want that Vince?" Howard asked, and expected a quick confirmation, but it didn't answer, and it still looked uncertain. Howard was about to yell at it for not responding when it looked up and locked eyes with him.

"Will this make you happy Master?" It asked.

"It will make me very happy my Pet." Howard said and couldn't help but stare in wonder as his pet's entire demeanor changed. Gone was the uncertainty, and in its place there was a fierce determination and a glowing smile full of love and devotion.

"Then of course I'll do it Master. I would do anything to make you happy. Just tell me what to do and I'll do it!" It exclaimed, smiling, and Howard smiled back.

"Perfect. Now we just need to get you ready for the show."

First Howard arranged his pet in a sitting position on its knees so he was able to cuff its ankles to its wrists. Then he pulled out a blindfold and tied it over his pet's eyes. And finally, he grabbed its length and stroked it till it was fully erect.

"Now Pet, remember" Howard said quietly, removing his hand and getting to his feet. "No talking."

It nodded in compliance and Howard gave it a pat on the head, before walking out the back where he knew around half a dozen clients would be waiting.

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Vince wasn't exactly sure what to expect when these people Master was talking about arrived, or what show he was supposed to put on, but Master said this would make him happy, so Vince was just going to remain quiet and wait.

Judging by his position and his lack of dress though, Master probably intended this 'show' to be of a more sexual nature then he would prefer. Vince didn't want anyone touching him but his Master, he didn't want to perform or do anything for anyone that wasn't Master. But if this is what Master wanted, Vince would do it, without protest. He would show them just how perfect he could be, and he would make Master happy.

And of course, Master would never let anything bad happen to him.

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Vince heard multiple pairs of feet make their way into the shop from the back door. They all stopped walking when they reached him, and from the sound of it, had stopped in a circle around him. Vince couldn't stop himself from fidgeting a bit, or from feeling increasingly vulnerable, blindfolded, bound, and naked while multiple people stared at him in silence.

Vince sagged in relief when Master placed a hand on his head and broke the silence.

"I'm very pleased you all could make it to this exclusive little showcase I've put together. This here, is Vince Noir, and over the past few weeks, I have trained him to be the perfect pet. So perfect I felt it would be selfish not to share that with all of you. Vince has worked exceptionally hard to get to this point, so don't be shy. It would be a shame to let all that work go to waste. Just remember, hands only, for anything more, you'll need to schedule an appointment." Howard said, and Vince heard him move back to his chair behind the counter.

Vince wondered about this appointment thing, but it was quickly pushed from his mind as one of the people stepped up to him and pulled his hair back so his face was turned upward. A hand trailed down the side of his face and stopped at his lips.

"Open." A male voice commanded. Vince proceeded to open his mouth, only to have it invaded by the man's fingers. Vince knew this part though, this was familiar. He closed his mouth around the fingers, licking and sucking around them. He was pleased when he heard the man let out a quiet moan.

Vince was so focused on the fingers, he hadn't heard the others approach. He gasped when he felt the multiple pairs of hands rubbing all over his body, stroking his back, pinching his nipples, fondling his cock and balls. Vince moaned at the attention. It was too much and not enough all at once, and he arched up into the hands.

He heard multiple chuckles from all around him, but it didn't bother him, he just wanted more.

The hands rubbed all over him, stroking him till he whined for release, different fingers replaced the ones in his mouth and he moaned around them.

A finger stroked down his arse and circled his hole, but didn't press in.

Then as suddenly as they appeared the hands were gone and Vince whimpered at the loss.

"Bend over." A different male voice commanded and Vince quickly bent over so his arse was sticking up in the air. He heard a few groans and a feminine giggle, then the hands were back.

A finger probed at his entrance before gradually pushing in. Vince moaned as the new edition moved inside him. Another finger soon joined the first and he wriggled his hips, trying to get the fingers to hit that spot inside him. A hand suddenly fondled his weeping length, making him jump, and inadvertently causing the fingers to rub up against his prostate.

Vince came with a whimper and slumped down a bit in his pleasure. The fingers inside him didn't stop moving, and were now continuously rubbing over his sweet spot, he couldn't help but whine at the attention. When the hand on his cock is moved in front of his face, he languidly licks up his cum without protest.

"He's like a puppy." A female voice giggles. He realizes it's her had he's licking and tries to smile up at where he thinks her face might be. She giggles again and pets his head.

"Good boy."

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This all continues for awhile, fingers are added, and swapped out, wriggling around inside of him, he eventually comes again and they proceed to use that as a lubricant. At one point, there are at least 6 fingers inside of him and inexplicably, he wants more. He continued to suck on the fingers that were in his mouth and at some point had begun to rock his hips into the hand fisting his erection. He was quickly turning into a drooling mess on the floor.

Finally, after what he was certain felt like hours, Master told everyone to remove their hands and step back. Vince wasn't really coherent, and with the blindfold still on he was rather disoriented when Master removed the binds from his wrists and ankles and tugged on his leash, a silent command for Vince to follow him. He sluggishly got to his hands and knees and crawled after his Master.

Vince heard the familiar squeak of the barber's chair being sat on and tiredly tilted his head at his Master in confusion. Why did he bring Vince over here just so he could sit down?

"Now that you've all had the pleasure of sampling my pet, you get to see what you're still missing out on." Master said, pulling Vince closer to him. "Vince, sit." Master said calmly, and Vince perked up at the familiar command.

This was easy, this is what Vince loved, what he's wanted this whole day, not faceless strangers, Master. Vince carefully but eagerly felt his way to his Master, making quick work of his belt and trousers and slid his mouth around Master's uncovered length, quickly and efficiently getting him erect before scrambling onto his Master's lap, lining himself up and sinking blissfully onto his Master's cock.

Vince moaned wantonly as he was filled. He felt complete like this, with his Master deep inside him, nothing else could even compare. This felt like coming home after a long vacation, sure you had fun, but god, nothing beat coming home. No amount of fingers or toys, or fondling from other people could ever hope to compete with his Master's cock.

Vince wasn't even concerned by all the people watching him moan like a whore as he bounced up and down in his Master's lap, he was just so relieved to finally get what he needed.

He didn't hear the groans coming from his audience, and couldn't see how they all fought to contain their arousal. Vince didn't notice any of these things.

But his Master did.

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Howard didn't think this could have gone more perfectly if he tried. His pet was performing exceptionally, he looked at his soon to be clients smugly and groaned as his pet slid down his length. He watched them all desperately trying not to break the rules. Howard wanted to drag this out longer, but he figured he should take pity on his, soon to be, paying customers and end this quickly. Howard didn't think his pet would last much longer either.

Howard thrust up into his pet and stroked its erection, eliciting a gasp and a choked off "Master" from his pet.

"Come for me Pet." Howard whispered in its ear and felt it clench around his length as it came in his hand. It faltered a bit, but continued to bounce on his cock until Howard came with a groan. Then before Howard could do it himself, it grabbed his hand and licked up its mess.

There were a few breathy gasps from his clients, and Howard smiled at his pet.

"Good boy." Howard said sweetly and his pet whined happily, rubbing its face in his neck.

Howard then proceeded to lift his pet up off his lap, making it whimper sadly, and placed it in his seat in the barber's chair. He grinned as it curl up in the seat to sleep and watched a trail of his cum leak out of it hole and down its thigh. Then he turned around to his frustrated audience.

"So I take it you liked what you saw?" Howard asked smugly. They all shifted around uncomfortably and stared at his pet's naked form hungrily. "I'll take that as a yes. To schedule an appointment, please follow me to the counter."

Each one of them made appointments for one of the next few days and said that they all planned to tell their friends. Howard informed them that payment was to be made the day of, before being able to play with his pet and that appointments could be scheduled over the phone.

Before he had even gone upstairs, he had gotten calls from 5 more people looking to schedule appointments.

'This, is the most ingenious idea I've ever come up with. ' Howard thought to himself happily as he carried his pet up to bed.

Yes, things were definitely looking up for Howard Moon.

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So yeah... Howard is making Vince his whore. Really bad Howard. Just 100% not good.

Anyway, I really would like to know what you all think, so drop me a line~