“Kneel beside me, slave.”
Silently I comply though my knees ache fiercely already. Mistress samples her dish and then nods her approval.
“This is excellent, slave. Have you cooked before?”
“Yes, Mistress I have worked extensively in the restaurant business. The cuisine here is different but the skills involved familiar. I’m glad this first effort is acceptable to you.”
“It is more than acceptable, it is very good.” Mistress eats in silence for a few minutes. Then she broaches the subject I’ve feared. Of course I cannot lie to her.
“Is my little Aiko a hard taskmaster?”
“Very hard, Mistress Kimiko.”
“I assume she has been taking every opportunity to punish you she can, while ordering you not to tell me about any of it.”
Reading the truth in my stunned expression Mistress nods knowin
