I avoid eye contact as my Master and Mistress quarrel for dominance. My hands freeze on the laces of my corset as Mistress Charon asks who is more dominant. I know there is a correct answer, but I simply don't know. " I willingly submit to you both, Mistress; whether Master Lars can be bent to your will is yet to be seen, and is not the business of this humble slave." I sink to my knees in a gesture of total submission and hope my answer was somewhat satisfactory.