mynameistanyat:On my rise to the top, I had made a habit of walking over more experienced women.They
mynameistanyat:On my rise to the top, I had made a habit of walking over more experienced women. They were powerless against my relatively young, powerful style, and they would invariably fall to me, another exec-turned-stepping-stone as I conquered all before me. Until I encountered Ms Marker. I found myself talked into a corner in my own office. It was as if she could read my mind. She was playing me like a fiddle, and the more I battled, the more I felt myself wrapping around her slender little finger.I had relinquished my business to Ms Marker. While I remained the face of my organisation, I worked for her. And at home, I was her personal maid, waiting on her hand and foot.I walked into the house that used to be mine after another long day running my office as directed by Ms Marker. She swung around in her chair as I entered, that gleeful, victorious face grinning at me.“How did you go today, my little worker bee?”, she asked, as I fell to my customary kneeling position in her presence. My eyes fell to my leggy bosses feet as instructed.“I landed the Crayman account for you today, my Superior Queen. I anticipate it will generate a further 15% increase to your profits…”She smirked. “That’s a good little worker. You may draw me a bath, then bust yourself with preparing my dinner, mopping my floors and doing my laundry. Understood?”Yes, my Superior Queen -- source link