I woke up to find Monika standing over me with a kindly expression on her--his--face.
"We need to talk." He gave me a hand up and sat me on a chair with a cup of coffee.
"First," he began "Thanks for that little show you put on. All the guys in the office--and one or two of the gals--got a real kick out of it."
I turned to the surveillance camera in panic. Everyone had seen me!
"Second, as you've probably figured out by now, we're not switching back. I made a slight psychological change in you, just to keep you from doing anything stupid. You're utterly confused by anything to do with computers. Opening a file is beyond you. Like dyslexia, but with computers."
"But, why?"
"Two reasons. First of all, this is a really great life for me. I set up the Chronivac to give me all your work and personal knowledge. Did you really think I wanted to go back to being a maid? I've cleaned my last toilet, thank you."
"What's the other reason?" I knew what the answer would be.
"It's better for you. You've always been submissive. I used to see how you would stare longingly at my ass and breasts but you never had the nerve to make a move because there wasn't anyone to give you permission."
"But I was dominant. . ." I whimpered.
Master Bruce snorted in derision. "You thought you were dominant, because you were a rich white guy and people did what you told them to. You were never really happy because no one treated you the way you really wanted to be treated. Why did you want to switch bodies in the first place? The body and job you have now are perfect for you." His inflection changed. "I told you to clean the bathroom, and you didn't. I think you need to be punished."
A thrill ran through my body. "Yes, master." I responded. "How do you want to punish your servant?"
He slapped his knee with his hand. "A good old-fashioned spanking for a naughty girl."
My heart was pounding as I draped myself across his knee and felt him pull my skirt and panties down. I was more turned on, and happier, than I had ever been in my life.