Few stickers for Fanny

"Of course, everything, Marc !" She said happily.

But Marc didn't say a word more and took the box from when he took out few stickers.

The **** stickers on which he wrote 'Marc Hatwell'

The name stickers on which he wrote 'Cocksleeve' above the line.

And the lust (red) sticker.

"What are you doing ?" Asked Fanny, puzzled by Marc's behavior.

She then noticed the box with all the office stuffs.

"Wait, did you get laid off ??" She said. "Maybe it's not a good idea for me to... hey !"

Marc just put the **** stickers on her right shoulder. She took a look, frowning.

"Is that a fake tattoo ? What the heck Master ?"

She immediately noticed her fluke and try to correct it, but she could only call him master.

"Turn around, now ****." Marc ordered.

Without hesitation, Fanny turned her back to him, and she felt his hand just above her ass.

"What's going on, master ??"

"What's going on is that you're now cocksleeve, my personal sex ****." He answered.

"What ? No ! You can't do that ! I'm your... your... ****... Fuck !!" Cocksleeve protested.

She then felt another contact with her right butt cheek and shortly after, a strong arousal started to grow.

"Please, master, don't do this ! I'm sorry !"

"I want now that you only refer to yourself as Cocksleeve. Now turn around, Cocksleeve."

She immediately obeyed and looked at him again, tears on her cheeks.

"Please, Cocksleeve will do anything, but don't punish Cocksleeve like this !"

Marc seemed to think, which made Cocksleeve hope for a better issue. But those expectations were quickly shattered.

"Mmh, that won't do, I can't stand your face right now..."

He then went back to the box and took another stickers, one with the Corean flag on it. He then stamped his sex ****'s left butt cheek.

In mere seconds, Cocksleeve changed looks, getting a Corean appearance, which suited her pretty well.

"Look how good you look now !" He said bringing her to the bathroom mirror.

Cocksleeve cried at the sight of her face. "Cockusree'e looks totari different now ! Preese change-u Cockusree'e back, master !" She whinned with a strong asian accent.

"Sorry, Cocksleeve, but you'll have to get used to it, you'll keep it for a while. Now, for your first orders..."