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Glamour Heart is a confident and aggressive businesswoman, making deals and setting up situations where she had a clear advantage in the negotiations. In a relatively short time, she accumulated vast fortunes with residuals and royalties piling in by the day.
She hated it.
She hated stagnant resources, which is how she went about trade deals in the first place, which ironically in turn resulted in her having more money than she could realistically spend.
She tried everything. She bought almost as much land as a small city and building a mansion so extravagant and large it dwarfed most castles. She bought the decadent pleasures and expensive foods, filling her mansion with expensive arts, and hired a round-the-clock cleaning staff. She built a hedge maze miles in every direction with her mansion grounds square in he middle. She bought fleets of vehicles traversing land, sea, and air. None of it made a dent in her fortunes, with more wealth pouring in by the day, it felt like fighting a hydra.
One day, while at a formal ball, she spoke of her frustrations to another, joking that buying people wouldn't be expensive enough for this. She was introduced to the concept of the sugar momma, and she was intrigued. Having someone else on whom she could spend money sounded like a great way to keep her cash circulating, but even one other person would be nowhere near enough to make any noticeable difference just in what she got daily, let alone annually. Then someone jokingly brought up professional dominatrix as a solution but recanted as that usually meant paying the dominatrix instead.
Once again, she was intrigued.
Quietly, she experimented. Learning about an out-of-the-way BDSM club called the Bunny Hole, she dabbled in the situation, testing the waters as both dom and sub, even subbing to Rough Love himself a few times. She decided she preferred to dom than sub, and ironed out her own style as a powerful monarch with attendant slaves. She mastered all the intricacies of the master/slave relationship from topping to power-bottoming, to punishments and humiliation, to the positive reward of treating her subs as special while still being in control, even to subbing to her own subs as a form of reward for pleasing their mistress.
Finally, she put out the call.
Fliers, posters, ads, word-of-mouth all told of a challenge. Make it to her mansion by going through her hedge maze on foot and submit to her once in, and never worry about money again. Many took her up on the offer, traversing the maze and the sexual monsters, traps, and slaves she had roaming it, all to get to the grand mansion. She left safe havens, food sores, and numerous portals out if the adventurers gave up, which happily created people with little interest in leaving the maze, themselves becoming another encounter for the brave travelers. She watched all the progress with voyeuristic glee through a magic screen that allowed her to see everything happening in any place on her property. Enjoying the show immensely, she took great pleasure in watching, making a mess that would need cleaning, becoming the first task of every new slave. After watching for more than a day, she greeted the first new arrival at the exit. He kissed her feet and made himself hers.
She has since accumulated a large number of subs of every species, sex, and type. She has males, females, herms, cuntboys, dickgirls, and near everything else tending her grounds and facilities in shifts during the day, and warming her bed at night. They happily suffer indignities and humiliations for their mistress, each knowing they will be rewarded for their services.
She learned of a bear named Lucky Love who takes great umbrage with Glamour Heart's activity. Lucky Love built an empire and business selling what Glamour Heart gives away for free. The two seldom see eye-to-eye, but observers to the spats agree seeing them in bed together would the hottest thing they'd ever see.