Fifth Aquisition Target: The Mistress

You had been researching the next target for a while. She was possible the most important woman you would ever recruit, after all, and you had been very selective. Almost fifty candidates had been narrowed down to a dozen, and from there to five, and from there to three, and finally to your selection. All of this because you were not just looking for just any woman.

You were looking for a manager.

If your operation was going to grow to the heights you imagined, you knew you could not do it alone. You needed someone in your harem who you could trust to manage the girls you were not focused on. To keep them on schedule, to dole out rewards and punishments, and to give attention when you were not available. Currently Megan was sort of serving this role. but she was too weak-willed to truly be the mistress you needed.

Enter Madeline Taylor.

Madeline was a twenty-four year old Starbucks barista who engaged in some of New York's kinkier circles. She was a female domme for other women, primarily dealing with short term bondage hookups. While on the surface nothing about her screamed that she was the perfect fit, you had done your digging. A closer inspection revealed that she was indeed an amazing candidate.

First of all, she was broke. A career serving drinks at a coffee shop was not exactly the best way to pay rent. While the fact that she resided in a studio in New York hinted at affluent parents, the fact that she was now searching for a new place with roommates indicated that they had cut her off. The lack of career and funds would make cutting ties and moving into the manor easier for her.

Second, she was a lesbian. More than that, though, her view of women seemed to perfectly align with yours. Most gay women were still outspoken feminists who valued each other. Not Madeline, though. She seemed perfectly happy to objectify and humiliate her fellow women to satisfy her own pleasures. While you may have preferred a bisexual partner, this quality made her resume shoot to the top.

Third, and perhaps most important, was that she was terrible at getting laid. Talking with those who had interacted with Madeline her revealed a woman terrible at courting. She was a domme with no patience for the subtler art of seduction. This made her a perfect match for you, someone who could handle that side of the business. You would provide her wet and willing women, and she would help you train them.

It seemed perfect. You just had to convince her!

You had a meeting scheduled with Madeline at a bar she frequented. While you had kept the details of your intentions vague, you had let on that there could be a girl in it for her. This had been enough to get her to agree, a testament to just how **** she was.

All you had to do was wait until tonight and seal the deal.