Chapter 15: Chapter 15

Cookie's standpoint

I tapped my foot angrily as I stared at my new uniform, my whore uniform. I wanted to cry, I would probably never be able to bend with the length of the dress and of course, I could see my boobs winking at me. He definitely knew that such clothes would make me look slutty, and I hated it with passion, but the question is: How did he know? No one ought to know except me and… Ursula! That bitch ratted me out! Told him about mom and Carolyn!

'Urgh!!!' I screamed, tugging at my hair. First time I trust someone with a secret, and she couldn't keep her big mouth shut? I will never rat someone out like that! I took in a deep breath, my mind already calculating how to beat her until she dies. Because of her, the two people I loved most were in danger, she couldn't just lie! 'I will certainly treat her fuck up,' I growled between clenched teeth. 'For now, I just need to deal with enemy number one.' I snatched the ridiculous pair of heels that would make hiding my panties more difficult and tugged it on.

I looked at myself in the mirror, a stupid black dress with white lace at the hem of the hands and bottom of the dress. The neckline would have been better if it had a little lace to cover my chest, but of course, I was unfortunate. I walked out to meet my new frenemy, the new guard Ted placed in charge of me. According to Carlos, he is the most stone hearted killer after Ted, the third in command that prefers not to be in command, just murder people. But, nobody knew he was a big baby when alone with me, I'm good at bringing out everyone's inner self. That's why I'm the rainbow.

I opened the door and smiled at him, his name is Bruce, by the way. 'So Brucie, how do I look?' I asked, twirling around so he would comment. He blinked his eyes cartoonishly before a burst of mocking laughter followed, I couldn't help but pout.

'Psycho, is that you?' He asked between his laugh and continued again, bending down to support his weight by holding his knees. 'Are those boobs? Paper alert!'

'Oh, shut it,' I said, embarrassed. I buckled up and kept my face straight. 'Ted might have forced me to wear this, but you have to admit my ass looks good in this.' I said, wiggling my ass in front of him to show him how big those baby are. The original plan was to sound stern but with his infectious laughter, my straight face and tone wavered.

'If I was blind, maybe.' Ouch.

'Do you really think my ass is flat?' I asked poutingly.

'See that wall?' He asked, pointing at the smooth flat wall at the end of the foyer. 'That's your sister, go hug her.' I rolled my eyes, biting my lower lip.

'I wouldn't let your envious speech get into my head, especially not one from someone who doesn't even have cheeks to boast about.'

'I'm a dude, it doesn't matter.' He scoffed.

'Of course it does, when you have booty even as a guy, your trousers won't look like they are struggling to remain on your waist and your butt won't look like a cave.' I said smirkingly, knowing fully well that I had hit a big button.

'Girls will still worship me, I'm sexy.' Indeed, he was, Chris Hemsworth sexy with the exact hair and shiny baby blues.

'Hmm,' I put my hand on my chin. 'Didn't Mercy betray you for a bigger dick?' I asked with a taunting, lost expression. He frowned and glared at me. He told me about how his sex partner left him for another man, and how he killed her himself, slowly. That lady must have been blind to leave him for the other one. Bruce was better than any male I'd met so far.

'Why did I tell you that again?'

'Because I'm your queen, now be a good servant and give me your cool leather jacket,' I said authoritatively. Yes, it has almost been two weeks since I got pinned by Ted. He made me move to the floor right beneath his, didn't send for me until now, but that didn't mean I haven't been working. I literally wash his underwear and scrub the intentional filth off his bathroom floor and wall, and deal with his toilet after mess. He's a monster!

'No.' He deadpanned. I gasped and put my hand over my mouth dramatically.

'Sacré bleu, you dare disobey my order,' I said with a French accent. He chuckled. 'Please, Brucie, please, baby boo, I promise to marry you in 69 years, please?'

'You just insulted me,'

'Hellooooo, you insulted me first.'

'You asked for my comment, what was I supposed to do, lie?'

'Lie? You are already lying. So, you wanna say that this ass,' I smacked my ass. 'Is flat?'

'Well, not really.'

'Mm hm, now your brain is finally working,' I said, giving his head a nice smack.

'The boss is waiting, carry your trouble and go.'

'Jacket,'

'No.' He repeated slowly.

'I feel a puppy face coming on,' I said in a singsong. He sighed and took off his jacket. 'Ha! I always win!' I shouted victoriously, snatching my jacket from him – yes, now mine – and put it on. 'There, boobs covered.'

'Yay! Disgrace covered!' He shrieked with fake enthusiasm. He rolled his eyes as addition and frowned. 'Walk, boss is waiting.'

'Watch, ass is swaying,' I said with a seductive wink and started walking away, intentionally swaying my ass.

'Damn!' He groaned. I laughed and walked normal, can't turn my puppet on. We took the stairs, the last floor was the most attractive. I walked to the office, his room was just at the opposite wall. I didn't bother knocking, just kicked the door open, and lo and behold! Sex scene.