Twenty-nine thousand slaves all working for daddy, now that really interested me; you are a slave master, mummy is one of your slaves and I am your daughter.
“Someday to be my future inheritor, someday child you will hold the company whip hand, you will be the mistress of all that I have created, does that thought interest you, would you like to know more, see for yourself. Are you capable of being different, of controlling all that you own and benefiting from that ownership. Can you make the slaves happy, fill them with contentment and keep them safe, now there is the question child?”
I hesitated for all of one second, I knew right then what I wanted, I wanted to be the controller not the controlled, I did not care if mummy or for that matter anyone else wanted to be subservient. I only
