A sexy Asian Dominatrix

As the light faded, his sexy and submissive Asian maid was gone. There was still a sexy Asian there, but she was very different, and he felt nothing beyond submission towards her as he looked at her, feeling smaller and smaller, and a small part of his brain told him he had fucked up big time by using the gun on Mariko.

This wasn't Mariko the submissive maid anymore, it was Yukiko, and she was cut from an entirely different cloth than Mariko, with her leather clothing and fishnets, and that crop she always carried around. Steve gulped as youturned around and looked at him with a steady, confident and very dominant gaze.

"What are you looking at, pet? Go make me lunch before I punish you", you say in a very powerful voice, feeling nothing short of absolute power over Steve, and he nodded demurely, feeling even smaller than before as he headed to the kitchen to make something, his mind suddenly drifting to the gun. He could still use it on you and get Mariko back!

"Oh, and leave that gun here. Don't you dare use it, pet, unless you want to be punished", you say before he leaves, your voice sending chills up his spine as he quickly tossed the gun down on the sofa. Humiliated that she had such an effect on him, Steve made himself scarce, and quickly made you a nice lunch as memories of how this came to be started to flow in.

How you had let him stay at your apartment for a small fee and 'special services', he you had utterly dominated and humiliated him on his first night at the apartment, forcing him to service you like a good submissive boy and established that he was your pet and ****. How he had been incapable of resisting you at all and had just given in, acting in submissive and humiliating ways as your hold on him grew. He sighed and knew he would be in this for the long run, unless he could work up the courage to use then gun again and turn you back to submissive little Mariko, which seemed like a fantastic idea in his head.

Sadly, he would never get to implement it, as when he returned to the lounge to tell you than the lunch you requested was ready, he saw you already with the gun in hand, inspecting it with a concerning smile on your face, which grew when you arrived on the room. Maybe there was still a chance she would accidentally use it on herself?

"About time I got something like this to help along with your training, ****. Stay still while I shoot you, alright?", you ask asyou slowly and deliberately aimed the gun at Steve. He gulps, but his training kicks in and he nods, staying perfectly still despite his brain yelling at him to duck, or run away, or just about anything.

You send him one final smile before pulling the trigger, a bright flash encompassing your roommate's body as the gun works it's magic, changing him into what you want him to be.