The gang's first sissy snobunny

Finn watches as the gang leader Marcus underlines the new rules on his *Mistress's* back, and as they disappear into her being, forever etched unto her soul, her reality forever. The last things he writes are

"You will do anything Marcus tells you to" and underlines it, and it too disappears. He says

"You'll forget about this marker and only remember a life where you submitted to me"

"Yes Master" you both say in unison. Marcus looks over at you and chuckles.

"It looks like we have our first snobunny sissy-in-waiting. Let me finish up with the queen." He says to you as he whispers something in your mistresses ear. She quickly adjusts and starts riding his growing tree limb of a cock, reverse cowgirl. With every bounce, every moan of her nonstop orgasmic ride, she changes a little more. Her hair goes from dirty to platinum blonde, her pert B-Cups ballon to gravity defying F-cups with her nipples shaping and changing color making themselves into ♠ s with as dark a fleshtone as possible, capping themselves with a ring tightly pinched and pierced through and around the nipple in gold, topped with a golden Q and bottomed with an S, that fit perfectly within the large spade, seemingly fused with the dark areola's skin. Her figure tightens into an hourglass of **** measurement, as her ass is a perfect counterbalance to her Jessica Rabbit proportions. Eight inch heels suddenly appear, as well as a variety of spade shaped, black diamond piercings and a significant tattoo on her ankle. Then in what seems sudden, she screams "Yes Master" as he roars at that same moment. Both of them, no, all three of you cumming in unison. His torrent filling her pussy instantly, as a second later in starts running out of her and coating his upper legs. Hers went off like a garden hose, half-covered with a thumb, spraying past the edges of your king sized bed and past the end, crossing the room and soaking you where you sat, about six feet from your mistress being made. And you dribbling cum from your shrinking limp clitty, creating a puddle the size of 2 quarters on the wooden chair you were tied to.