Madeline Arrives

Over breakfast, you finally informed your girls of the importance of today. You told them that the woman arriving this morning would become your right hand. While still subservient to you, she would be above the rest of them in the pecking order. Not only would they have to follow her orders, they would be at the mercy of her whims, just as they were with you. Thus, you wanted them to make a good first impression, and gave them explicit instructions on how to conduct themselves.

It was 10:00am when Madeline rolled down the driveway. She was in a beat up Honda CRV, and you could see her looking around in awe from the drivers seat. You met her at the front door, the brunette's eyes still darting around wildly as she climbed the steps. She was wearing something similar to what she had at the bar, a black leather jacket and jeans.

"Holy shit!" She exclaimed. "I honestly still doubted you were telling the truth. But this... this is hard to argue with!"

"I promise it looks bigger on the inside," you chuckle, opening the door. "Won't you come in?"

"Gladly," she purred. As she got closer, though, she raised an inquisitive eyebrow. "Hmmm... looks like you had a little trouble during training, didn't you?"

She was obviously referring to the scratch marks still healing on your cheeks. "Nothing I can't handle," you reply, forcing a smile.

"I'm sure," she muttered, passing you on her way into the manor. "Though perhaps your girls are not as obedient as you claimed..."

Grumbling a bit at this setback, you follow Madeline inside. Fortunately, any doubts she may have been forming were dashed by the grandeur of the foyer. The brunette marveled at the grand staircase, the illustrious paintings, the antiques on display. And, of course, the women lined up to greet her. Lily, Megan, and Brinda all stood at attention in front of the stairs, all in their maid uniforms, all looking their best.

"Well, hello there!" She greeted, her voice hungry. Her eyes ran up and down the curves of the three women, lingering on their faces, their legs, their tits. While Megan seemed to shine with confidence, both Lily and Brinda cowered under her gaze. They did their best to stay in position, though. Standing up straight, chest out, chin up. As you had ordered.

"Girls, this is Madeline," you explain, in a speech that had already been rehearsed. "Though you will call her Mistress or Ma'am. She will be coming on as my manager. While she will hopefully be joining the harem, her place will be much higher than yours. Her word is second only to mine. I expect you all to obey her without question. Understood?"

"Yes, Master," the three girls said in unison.

"Impressive!" Madeline chuckled, finally stopping in front of the lineup. "They seem well broken in!" She paced back and forth in front of the girls. Recruitment might not be Madeline's skill set, but intimidation certainly was. Her predatory gaze made even the obedient Megan shudder in fear. It was a show of dominance... and it was working.

Finally, she stopped in front of Brinda. "Kneel," Madeline commanded. It was short and to the point, yet her tone made it clear how serious she was.

"Y-y-yes, Mistress," Brinda squeaked, caught off guard at being singled out. She immediately fell to her knees, her breasts jiggling with the speed at which she complied. Her face was now level with her new Mistress' crotch, a fact the brown girl seemed acutely aware of.

Madeline said nothing, simply reaching down and stroking her dark hair. She stood there for a few moments, caressing the girl now in her care. While an exercise in establishing her authority, this also seemed to be a reality check for Madeline. These girls really hers to do what she wanted with. If she pulled down her pants, she could have Brinda eat her out right here right now. Anything was possible...

"Alright, you can stand," Madeline said, releasing Brinda. As the girl scrambled to her feet, the Mistress turned to face you. "I think I'm going to have a lot of fun here!"

"I'd have to agree," you reply, smiling before turning your attention to the girls. "Resume your usual duties, girls."

"Yes, Master!" They once again proclaim in unison. Bowing slightly, they all scurry away to their posts. Brinda seems to especially have a skip to her step, eager to escape such a sexual situation. Even with the events of last night, she is still working on shaking off that shame.

Meanwhile, a very giddy Madeline allows you to lead her on a tour of the premises.