The Prince

"Please, Gina," Cutie, real name Frank, pleaded. "Don't hurt me."

Gina found herself unable to hit Cutie.

"Why can't I hit you?" she asked.

Cutie wasn't sure how to explain it either. He tried to push further.

"Put the belt down." he said.

Gina dropped the belt on the floor.

"Spin round."

Gina span round.

"Hop on one leg while barking like a dog."

Gina did so.

"Worf! Stop this!" she shouted.

It was now all but clear to Cutie that Gina had to obey him.

"Tell me why you are doing everything I tell you." he said.

Gina told Cutie about the voice form earlier and how it said she had to obey any command given. As long he could remember, he had been dominated and humiliated at every turn. The school was rotten and now he had a way to fix this.

"Okay, you only need to obey my commands." Cutie said.

"What are you going to do to me?" Gina asked.

"I want you to fix this rotten school and I'm looking to need your help to do so. First off, I'm gonna give you some rules you have to obey. 1, you must not harm me or allow me to come to harm. 2, you must not harm anyone unless it conflicts with the first rule. 3, you must not allow yourself to come to harm unless it conflicts with the first rule."

"I understand, Cutie." Gina fumed.

"That is not my name anymore. You shall refer to me as the Prince. Or just Prince. You can also call me La Prince."

"Yes, Prince."