I am Baaack! Part 9

The girl's face, that had almost relaxed to normal, took on that horrified earlier look, and she literally cringed with fright. "N.No, mistress! No! Dainie, please, mistress, just Dainie!" She gave a frightened look toward the door, and dropped into a shaky curtsy. "Just Dainie!"

"Or anything else I choose to call you, GIRL!" came Rose's voice from outside the door. The tone of voice sent a shiver down even Joan's spine. "Isn't that right?"

Dainie was literally vibrating with fear now. "Yes, mistress Rose; certainly, mistress Rose. Anything, mistress Rose!"

The door slammed open, and Rose strode into the room and up to Dainie, completely ignoring any threat from Joan. She held out her hand. "Hand me the grenade!"

Trembling, Dainie picked it up off the desk and handed it to her. "You stupid bimbo!" Rose got right in Dainie's face. "DO.YOU.REALIZE what could have happened if this grenade had rolled off the desk you oh so casually set it on? No. OF.COURSE.YOU.DON'T, because you ARE just a stupid, brainless little bimbo aren't you?" More cringing. "AREN'T YOU!?"

"Y.y.yes, mistress."

"SAY IT!"

"M.m.mistress?"

"SAY.IT!"

Dainie just collapsed while still standing; Joan could just see her wilt in complete abject surrender. "Dainie is a stupid, brainless little bimbo, mistress."

Rose backed off, and addressed Dainie in a normal tone of voice. "Go stand in the corner over there, girl!"

Dainie immediately turned, and walked to the corner of the office away from the two women. "And straighten your stockings! I did not raise you to be a slob." Shakily, Dainie did so, then faced into the corner, feet together, ramrod straight, with her hands clasped behind her back. "DID.I!?"

Barely audible. "No, mistress, Dainie was not raised to be a slob."

Rose turned to face Joan, who had come out from behind the file cabinet and was standing with her empty hands out; the gun remained laying on top of the file cabinet.