Here's the New Boss

"This young woman has agreed to manage you. I have given her full control of your schedule, and you will obey her directions. In short, I have given you to this woman in exchange for her making you the man you should have become on your own."

He can't be serious. Were this any less ridiculous, you would know better than to talk back, but here you are, "Dad, this is..."

"Were you not listening, John?" A voice of class rings out from across the table. "That man has relinquished control to me. If you want something, I am the only one who might give it to you."

You look down at your father; he merely observes you passively.

As the servants come with the main course, the girl states, "That wont be necessary, please take his food away." the servant obeys without question. "You shouldn't even be sitting at this table; get up."

You stare across in disbelief; she sighs at the delay, "I am not your doting daddy, I will treat you how you deserve to be treated. You have done nothing to earn a place at this table, so you do not get one."

At your continued defiance, your dinner guest merely says, "Suki." At that, her attendant vaults over the table and throws you to the ground. She hops on your back, pinning you with your hands beneath you. servants are quick to remove your chair.

Your apparent master swallows her first bite of the main course, "John, you will do everything I say. The only thing you control is how much you suffer before you do."

With your face pressed against the hardwood floor, you look up at your father, pleading with your eyes. You've never seen him look so distant. Every time you've seen him he's been disappointed or angry or something, but now you feel nothing from him, like you no longer exist in his eyes.

You spent the rest of the meal on the floor. The girl enjoys herself, complimenting the chef and giving a meticulous description of every dish along with her evaluation. You hear a soft grumble from Suki occasionally, speaking of her own hunger, but she ignores it along with your own.

Suki's attention is focused solely on you. She watches your slight movements, ready for any attempt at escape. She allows you comfort, but denies any attempt to gain a more favorable position.

Once the meal is over, Suki helps you to your feet. She straightens your clothes and hair till your time on the floor disappears from your appearance. The mistress gives you both a scan head to toe before bidding you both to follow. With Suki bringing up the rear, you have little choice but to comply.