Take back control before its to late!

SteveMaster looks up at you. "It's been a long day," he says. "Stressful."

"How can I help Master relax?" The words just fall out of you as you walk across the room to the bookshelf. Its to risky to stay being Mariko, if this goes on much longer Mark might well fade away forever!
You desperately wished to be the one in charge, grab the gun and shoots yourself in the face as SteveMaster asks her what you´re doing.

You´re is engulfed by a flash of blinding light, and when you come to you looks down at your breasts. But they´re no longer in a maid uniform, but rather some sort of latex-y corset. Looking up, the bookshelf isn´t as big anymore. Looks like you got some height back. When you turns around you see that Steve is no longer Master, but ****.

Steve**** is kneeling bare chested on the living room floor, holding up a riding crop to her. "Here´s your crop Mistress Kasumi. Please use me to your delight."
Wordlessly you take the riding crop, noticing that her gloves are tipped with metal claws. How lovely. You pulls out the blindfold and ballgag from her garter belt and puts them in SteveSlaves hands. "Put these on, then stand up, hands behind your back."

Steve**** eagerly obeys, quickly blindfolding and gagging himself, then standing up with his arms crossed behind his back. As this i happening, Kasumi and Steve merge inside your head. You´re no longer Steve´s maid, that much is clear. Instead you´re a lifestyle Japanese dominatrix who´s currently having a session with a regular client, Steve. You enjoyed watching him squirm as your claws stroked his skin, but you really loved to hear him squeal as you canned his buttocks nice and red after gagging him securely ofcourse. Wouldn´t want the neighbors calling the police after all.

While Mark initially wanted to turn back to normal, the gun was ofcourse missing again. And Kasumi could only wait around for so long before the session would run out. So she walked around **** and ran her clawed fingers over his chest, giving his nipples a quick pinch to make him hiss. She then presses herself up against Slaves back, she´s slightly taller than him now in her heels. She runs her clawed hand down his stomach, towards his crotch, eliciting a whimper from him. She responds with a quick ass smack with the riding crop. "Now ****, remember that just because you´re gagged doesn´t mean you can make noise. I expect you to shut the fuck up as I treat you the way you deserve. Understood?" **** nods eagerly as you cup his hard cock through his pants.

Now you´re head is stabilizing again. You could continue to explore this other side. This life where you´re in charge! It would certainly make it easier to decide what to do next as you wouldn´t be lost in some subby stupor like when you were Mariko. Since you know the layout of the apartment you grab **** by the neck and push him along. "Let´s go to the bedroom. No peeking."...