Biography:When Veronica was only a small girl, her parents were killed by the Communist Guard when they refused to give her up and join their ranks. When her parents refused they were taken out of the house, the officers lowered them down on the lawn and shot them both, execution style, in front of her. They dragged her off to the orphanage down town, to be sold off as a slave. The building was so old that the walls themselves were peeling, there wasn't a floorboard in the whole place that didn't squeak, and even the rats wouldn't live in the main halls. Celebrating her tenth birthday in that horrible place meant sleeping on a creaky cot and hoping none of the boys decided they wanted to 'play' with her today, shivering and crying over the loss of her parents.

Then a young woman walked in, clean and well dressed. Walking directly over to the Head Mistress, the woman stated her business and that she was looking for a girl to take back to the states with her. The Mistress of the house whispered to the staff that she was an American woman, here to adopt a girl, so all the girls were lined up for the woman to pick from, in order of age. She walked up and down the row of them, her fur coat swaying behind her as she walked. It was bitterly cold in almost no clothing, and Veronica did her best not to shiver biting her tongue to stop her teeth from chattering. Her eyes looked each girl, looking for a spine, potential and the right feel. The Woman stopped in front of Veronica suddenly, her voice soft and caring, her eyes cold and empty, and “Her name?" She said in fluent Russian. The Mistress stuttered but answered, "Veronica Romanoff, she is a slave Ma'am, you wouldn't want her, she isn’t worthy your time". Veronica had never heard the Mistress sound so respectful to anyone, she wondered why. That was when she saw the riding crop in the woman’s hand, this woman was much stronger then the house Mistress and it was not obvious what she was looking for. Her eyes looked over Veronica, examining her. Veronica stood straighter and meat her eyes, saying softly, "Madam" in Russian. That stopped the woman in her tracks, smiling she said to the Mistress without taking her eyes off Veronica, "This one, and I did not ask for your opinion" Turning back to Veronica she added fluently. "I am Raina Coldstone, you will call me Mistress". Veronica nodded and bowed her head, happy to be rid of this horrible place.

Back in the states with Raina, Veronica began her training. Some days she went to work with Raina as she worked in several different facilities, learning her craft. Other days it was home for Veronica, chores and orders to be finished before Mistress returned home. Though it was the weekends Veronica dreaded but soon learned to be eager for. On the weekends Raina did her more strict training, torture, breaking and reshaping Veronica until she was the perfect slave. Raina had plans for Veronica, but she had too much of a spine from the night that she bought her for her to be perfect for them just yet. She needed to blindly serve Raina while her training would progress later, and then listen to her every command for the survival of her prison. Veronica would be a key player, one Raina needed to control with out a shadow of a doubt.

Then one day Raina brought out the riding crop, the same one she had bought Veronica with, trained her with, broken her with. Veronica Though it was just another session and readied herself for the blows, when Raina quietly said, "Undress yourself and close your eyes". This was different then how Raina normally began their sessions and Veronica got more excited. Once she was undressed, Raina redressed her, the new clothes were tight fitting and smooth. "Open your eyes" Raina said in her cold voice once again. Veronica opens her eyes and looks in the mirror across from her and saw herself dressed in all leather, a black leather bustier and shorts with fishnets and gloves, the hat was her favorite, a leather officers hat, much like Raina wore to work. Then Raina brought the crop back out and Veronica again readied herself, holding back the excitement and joy of her new outfit. But then Raina held it out to her. "You will be a Mistress, just as I" She said in Raina's usual calm and cold voice. Veronica's eyes lit up, it felt right somehow, now with the crop in her hand, the leather clothes and the words of her Mistress in her ear. It felt natural to Veronica and somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew she was ready for this, knew she was made for this.

Over the next year or so Raina taught Veronica everything there was to breaking a slave, torturing them and reshaping them, the ins and outs of being a Mistress, readying her for the job Raina had planned for her. Slowly Veronica built her confidence back, her backbone, her strength as a person, soon a Dominant rather then a Slave. She would still never talk back or disobey Raina, but now it was out of respect and love then fear and position. Veronica developed her own style; her specialty seemed to be with the mental games Raina taught her. Anyone Raina brought in for Veronica to practice with would worship Raina until they were given to Veronica, then slowly that devotion would jump ship. It was remarkable, and a sign that Veronica was ready. Raina presented her apprentice one final gift, a slave of her own to train and practice on from scratch. "xxx" was actually a prisoner from one of the prisons Raina worked at, stealing her just for Veronicas training. Veronica immediately started work with "xxx" and breaking "xxx" so bad that she would follow Veronica around like a lost puppy. “XXX” was so devoted to Veronica that she wouldn’t listen to anyone but her, even if her life depended on it. She worshiped Veronica and the ground she walked on.

When Raina came to Veronica with the Head Trainers position at her new prison, Veronica was ready. It was the job she had been built for, trained for over all these years, and accepted in seconds. And when Raina told Veronica to train “XXX” as her assistant she considered herself now a full fledged Mistress, worthy of the Job her Mistress had bestowed on her. Bringing "xxx" along, still training her as her personal assistant, she set to work finding two more trainers for the prison and setting up shop in the basement of the Jail. Raina made sure that enough of the budget each year was sent to Veronica's department for the right tools and upgrades to keep the trainers well ahead of the prisoners. Now Veronica is in charge of breaking on the most difficult and special slaves, with “xxx” by her side to help when things get messy. Never having failed to break a slave Veronica sees it as a way of saying thank you to Raina, her Boss and Former Mistress, for the opportunity she gave her that day in that cold Russian orphanage.