[color=purple] Head slave trainer of DAEDALUS. Domineering, endearing, and slightly sadistic.

Major work in progress.

NAME: Valeen XXXXXX
AGE: 35
SEX: Shemale
ORIGIN: Japan
TITLE: Slave Trainer and Information Master
EXPERTISE: Blackmail, Coercion, Slave Training, Data Management, Reconnaissance, Insurgency[/color]

[collapse=Interview]Well let's get started, shall we? My name is Ms. Valeen, and I'm the head of slave training here at DAEDALUS. I am thirty five years old, single, and am type B negative. I started working with DAEDALUS about one year ago after being offered the opportunity to have my way with all sorts of lovelies. It's much more interesting than corporate warfare, I assure you, and most of the agents here aren't total sticks in the mud. But this interview is supposed to be about me, isn't it? Well, I was born in [REDACTED], Japan, the child of my loving father and mother, may they both rest in peace. Life in the East was nice to say the least. My parents were hard workers, doing what they could to provide me with what they didn't have, and they always made sure I felt loved despite my [i]unique[/i] gender. Things were going fine until highschool, when those damn harlots couldn't keep their noses out of my business... Let's just say that was when my more [i]deviant [/i]side awakened, and I was promptly expelled once word got out. Needless to say, my parents were shunned by the community, ostracized for having a freak for a daughter. Bastards. That's when I decided to cut ties my family. It broke my heart dearly, especially with how understanding they were even after the incident, but they didn't deserve the ill repute they were receiving on my behalf, and I knew it would only get worse as I got older. So I left, packed my bags in the middle of the night and made my way traveling across Japan, hoping- praying, my parents would recover from the ordeal. Living on your own is an [i]interesting[/i] experience for a seventeen year old girl, but somehow I managed. Learned all that the slums had to offer me, doing what I could when I could to stay warm and fed, and eventually I landed myself an internship as a secretary. I was quite the looker in my early days, y'know. Moving up the corporate ladder was far from easy, no where near as satisfying as -this-, but I managed to secure a stable living while sparing my parents of the harshness of society.

Which brings us to here and now. I garnered quite the reputation among the corporate elite as a merciless bitch that would do anything to succeed, which was true to a certain extent. Blackmail, insider trading, you name it. It got the job done and I had no qualms [i]bending[/i] the rules as I saw fit. Truth be told I couldn't have cared less about others. Even though I knew my parents were fine, better off, I never accepted what had happened. It was always there, gnawing away in the back of my skull. Eugh. It wasn't exactly a pleasant life all things considered, but it's led me here and I'm grateful for that. Now let's get to the juicy bits, I imagine this isn't the professional interview you were hoping for but it'll have to make due. Being the head of slave training, I'm in charge of breaking in particularly difficult subjects and overseeing the progress of all subjects undergoing [i]rehabilitation[/i] as we like to call it. A braindead cumdump might be nice, but they're more worthwhile to us when they're able to use their past skills [b]and[/b] suck off a dozen cocks. As you've probably figured by now, my work is [i]extremely[/i] sexual in nature and I wouldn't have it any other way. I have a wide array of aphrodisiacs, monsters, and machines at my disposal, but I personally prefer the old fashion method of brutalizing a poor girl's hole until she's begging for more.

In addition to breaking in the sluts that the Captain brings in, I also dabble in anything related to the subject of information. On-site I manage records and keep track of our archives, while on-field I'm either part of reconnaissance, gathering information in the shadows, or I'm slipping into spotlight of someone else's life. It's honestly amazing how one person can single-highhandedly ruin another's life, taking the rug out right from under them and then shredding it to pieces, but I suppose I learned that at a young age. You could say insurgency is a mixture of slave training and recon, which suits me just fine. Usually I'm brainwashing someone to get information out of them, or simply dealing with unnecessaries that get in the way of something more long-term.

Well, I think that about covers it. I do hope this will be useful for you, [REDACTED]. I'll be sure these interviews remain secure. [/collapse]

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