Introduction

 

I am in the business of obtaining alluring pets for the wealthy, and to be truly honest, exploiters of the world. While most folks must live within a set of rules and laws, these people make their own. They do not adhere to any strictures or moral boundaries, as they just want what they want. I provide a vital service for them, obtaining the objects of their desires. I have done this for over twenty years and have collected over two hundred subjects for some of the most powerful people there are.

I have amassed a small fortune of my own over the years, as well as a wealth of information about what I have done. It is stored in a place only I know about, and if I should ever stop logging into the hidden server where it is stored, a slew of newspapers will receive the story of the century. I only say this because I am ready to retire to my off-grid mountain home that I built for my retirement.

I had trained three proteges', who are now performing the same service for my employers. So, when I approached them about my retirement, I was well-armed to deal with any objections they could offer. Luckily, my bosses were satisfied with my accomplishments and the people I trained to replace me that they only put up some mild resistance. They offered ridiculous amounts of money to keep me around, but when I reminded them that they had always paid me well and I had more money than I would ever need, they did not argue further.

After some useless debating, they agreed to let me retire. It was then that I told them I had one last acquisition in mind, and this time it was for my personal use, and I would quietly disappear with her. I explained that after years of taking and training women for others pleasure, I had become accustomed to it and wanted to have my own pet to serve my needs in retirement.

They offered any resources I might need to accomplish my goal, but I told them that I had already made my selection and needed no help. So, we parted company and I returned home to put my plan into motion. My ex-employers, sadly, but not unexpectedly, tried to retire me in another way. I was prepared of course, eluding their trap, and sending them a message about what would happen if they ever tried that again. I knew they might try something anyway, but I was about to drop off the grid and vanish. What follows is my account of my last acquisition and how I embarked on a retirement plan suitable for the kind of life I preferred.

 

Chapter 1: Two for One

 

After torching my old place, I travelled 3000 miles to a safe house I had ready. I once had dozens of these places, but I recently sold them off, except for this last one. The reason I kept this one was because it was in the area the lovely creature I had targeted as my last tango, so to speak, and it was near my retirement homestead. I had set my sights on her a couple of years ago during the construction of my private retreat, and I have kept tabs on her ever since.

Her name was Alexis Compton, a twenty-one-year-old redhead. She was a stunningly beautiful girl with big tits and a nice round rump, but it was her fiery red mane and freckled alabaster skin that made her alluring to me. She was a small-town girl trying to make a life on own her in the small city close to my retreat. That would make this procurement easier than most because I planned to have her come to me.

The last couple of months had been so busy for me that I had not monitored her activities like I typically did. That was when a major curve ball altered my plans, but in the long run, I saw that it essentially enhanced my original goal. A month ago, Alexis' best friend Trish, who just turned eighteen, decided to move to the city to live with her. After a little research into their shared emails, I learned that she came to help her friend make ends meet. Sadly, it was still not going too well.

Trish was almost as beautiful as Alexis, only with honey blonde hair. After perusing her social media pictures, I realized that this was just an occasion to double my haul. I had acquired multiple targets before, and in their situation, I was pretty sure I could entice them to my retreat before they even had a clue about what I was really doing. I had planned to offer Alexis a live-in position, as my maid. It might even be easier now, as I would simply offer them both a chance for a position.

Since they had their profiles up on several job sites, I sent Alexis a message inquiring whether she would consider a position as a live-in domestic servant. She replied a few hours later that she lived with her friend and she could not take it if she was left on her own. I waited until the next day, when I replied that I was actually looking for two servants and would like to meet both of them, if they were interested.

Did I mention that I also had Alexis' apartment under electronic surveillance? I had an amusing time watching and listening to them discuss my offer that night.

"Trish!" Alexis exclaimed as soon as she read my reply to her email, "This guy emailed me about a position as a domestic servant, but I said I couldn't take the live-in position because I could not leave you alone."

"I don't want you to pass up something like that just because of me, I could just go home," Trish replied, not thrilled by how hard it was in the real world. She had no desire to go home, but did not want Alexis to pass up an opportunity.

"Not necessary girlfriend, he wants to meet with both of us, he said he is looking to fill two positions. Are you interested?"

"To become a servant? I don't know, it doesn't sound very appealing."

"Look Trish, I have been living in this dump for a couple of years, and it sucks. With this job, we get room, board, AND get paid! We could save our money and when we have enough, we can move on with some cushion in our bank accounts. I bet we would be living in a nicer place than anywhere back home, and definitely better than here," Alexis reasoned.

"My Ma and Pa always make me do all the chores while they get drunk. I didn't just come here just to help you, I had to get away from them. You should have heard them curse me when I left, so going home is not something I wanted to do. I guess we could meet him, but we both have to agree if he offers us the jobs, OK?"

"Agreed, I will reply that we want to meet with him," Alexis said.

I watched her type her message, and as soon as she hit send, I received her reply. It was a perfectly polite request to meet and interview for the positions I was looking to fill. She pointed out that they were both off from work the next day, but also added they expected I was busy, and they would accommodate whatever time or day that worked for me.

I already knew their schedule, and typed in my reply, but I waited half an hour before sending it. I watched them talk about the potential opportunity this might be, speculating that someone who needed two servants had to have a big place. It was enjoyable seeing them get excited at the prospect of living in a house that had to be nicer than any in their limited experience. They both grew up in two-bedroom single bath houses, and Alexis' apartment was not much more than a studio.

When I sent the reply, Alexis was quick to open and read it. Her reaction was precious, her face lit up and a huge smile formed, as she showed the reply to Trish when she handed her the laptop. She got up and did a little happy dance, and since she was wearing just an oversized tee shirt, it was fun watching her breasts bounce.

Then she said, "How cool is it that he wants to send a car for us? This guy has to be loaded!"

Trish replied, "Sure seems that way. He wants us to confirm that the address on your resume is accurate and if we can be ready by noon. Want me to say yes?"

Alexis snatched the laptop from her, and said, "He contacted me, and I think I should reply."

When Trish said, "You always have to be in control, fine! Answer him!" I saw how Alexis might be a challenge. But I also knew that even the stubborn and head strong ones eventually lose the fight. And once they do, they always become the most loyal ones once they learn how dependent they have become on me. There were several methods to achieve that goal, but I also wanted these two to evolve into eager and content pets.

Once I saw her simple response, accepting my invitation, I let Alexis know that my car would pick them up at noon tomorrow. From there I called my closest and most trusted friend, a man I knew since my early days in the military. We remained close after we were discharged, and he became my main partner in my post military career. He made his exit about a year ago and was enjoying his retirement with a lovely young lady I helped him find.

Now that I was executing my end game, my partner Al was the only one who knew and had a key role in it. Since his retreat was built next to mine on the same mountain, he was ready and able to help me complete my final mission. In fact, we had been working on this for over a decade now. Both of us building our hidden retreats on a mountain side in a sparsely populated area, near a town with a population of less than thirty thousand people.

That afforded us easy access to food and supplies, but also allowed us to live in virtual isolation. Given the nature of my long-term employers, we also installed a wide range of security devices to insure our homes were more like fortresses. When Al retired it was not the same as it was with me, as he was covertly under my employ, not theirs. He has remained a reliable and hidden ally for decades, and we fully plan to share time in retirement, as our homesteads are literally connected to each other's.

He was pleasantly surprised by the unexpected addition of Trish to the mix, suggesting that with his girl Selena, we would have a small harem to keep us warm during the cold winters. I told him where to pick up the girls and to bring them to the retreat so they could see where they would be living. Al told me my supply order had arrived yesterday and he had his girl put it all away, while he was bringing my house fully online.

We both had large homes that were self-sustaining, utilizing solar, wind, and hydro systems to power all the modern conveniences. Specially encrypted satellite dishes gave us access to the world, but kept our location hidden using an algorithm to mask our IP addresses. We also had smart systems installed to control everything by voice command, coded to respond only to our voices. Our property covered two hundred acres with our homes located near the center of it.

Considering the bulk of the property was thickly wooded and steeply inclined, it provided a natural barrier all by itself. But those woods were also strewn with monitoring devices and booby traps for anyone that might disregard our many no trespassing signs. We had to build a long driveway from the only public road near the base of the mountain, nearly half a mile of roadway that snaked up the lower slope. It did not reach our homes though, stopping almost one hundred yards below them. Did I mention that our homes were sitting on top of a cliff face? We built a small cabin at the base of it where we had our vendors drop off our supplies.

Al picked the girls up promptly at noon, as they waited outside their apartment building. They were wearing tight skirts and jackets, with white blouses beneath them. I had enjoyed watching them dress, but a little disappointed that they chose to wear practical, rather than sexy underwear. At least they wore nicely high heels. The pantyhose they were wearing were even worse, but I reminded myself that it would not be an issue soon enough.

Al was the perfect gentleman, opening the back door to let them into his large black SUV. He explained that he was taking them to my house, as I wanted them to see where they would be working. He told them that it was a three-hour drive, and that there were refreshments in the cooler behind the back seat. They availed themselves a couple of iced teas and chatted up Al for most of the ride.

He had a good time shoveling them a load of crap about me. He told them that I was man whose career in mergers and acquisitions left me wealthy enough to retire and live in the lap of luxury. They had no clue what M&A meant, so they did not press the issue. We both got a kick out of how it was a twisted version of what we really did in our careers.

He also explained that the place they were driving to would have all the modern luxuries. Even though it was right in the middle of the wilderness with views that would stun them. Once they left the city limits our mountain dominated the view and Al further enticed them by pointing out how beautiful it was up there. He also informed them that he had a place of his own right next door, but not to worry, as he had his own girl to tend to it.

When they reached the gate and proceeded onto the property, the girls were clearly fascinated. The SUV began snaking its way up the sloping land, zigzagging up to the supply cabin where Al parked. He explained that the cabin was the entrance to the retreat, and once they were inside, they would see what he meant. As they walked toward the cabin, they noticed how the back of it seemed to be the side of the mountain itself.

When they walked into it, they saw the back wall really was the mountain, with what looked like a large pair of elevator doors built into the natural rock that formed the back wall. Al walked up to the doors and pressed a button next to them, causing them to glide open and reveal a large freight elevator. As he ushered them into it, he explained we built this to get all the building materials up the side of the mountain first, and now use it to keep us supplied.

It took them less than a minute to climb three hundred feet up to the natural plateau where we built our two abodes. The elevator delivered them to an area between our two houses, where one hallway led to his and a second one to mine. This long hallway kept our homes separate but connected them in a way that we could visit each other without having to go outside. It was practical, since we had snow at this elevation for eight months a year. We were in the last month of summer now, but in a few weeks there would be abundant amounts of snow on the ground.

As they emerged from the hallway into the great room, they caught the first sight of my spectacular view across the valley below the mountain. I saw their eyes go wide, as they took it in, but their astonishment was also evident when they looked around the massive living space. They had yet to notice me, standing on the second level above the kitchen, looking down over the living room in front of it.

The house gave the impression that it was built entirely of massive logs. What was hidden were the steel reinforced concrete slabs behind the wood. We had built our homes to be nearly impregnable, so we halved real logs and secured them on the inside and outside to hide any evidence that the concrete was there at all.

When Alexis said, "This place is amazing!" I took it as my cue.

"Welcome to my retreat ladies, do you think you could enjoy living up here?" I asked, as I moved to the staircase and began walking down them.

They both looked up at me and smiled broadly. Alexis spoke up and said, "Mr. Miller! We are happy to meet you!" The name was not real, just one of a hundred aliases I used throughout my life.

Once I reached the main level, I walked up to them and shook their hands before gesturing for them to sit on a comfortable couch facing my massive fireplace. There was no fire burning, and I stood in front of the dormant hearth, as I drank in the youthful beauty of my new pets. They had yet to realize that their past lives ended the moment Al drove away from their apartment, but that would come soon enough.

"I hope the ride here was as pleasant as possible considering how far out we are here?" I asked.

"It was fine Mr. Miller, your driver Al was very nice too," Alexis said.

"Good, then let's get down to business," I said, feeling the thrill I always did once I had my quarry in my sights.