Learn why Linette is so pleased

Day 2, 145 slaves

I made brief introductions between my women, and then sat Linette down to get her status update.

She opened her backpack and waved a thick sheaf of contracts in the air like a trophy. "I got 80 contracts. I think ten of them you'll really like. You asked for smart and wealthy people, especially who could disappear for a while. I got you five grad students, two professors, a lawyer, and a wealthy retired couple. Here are the forms and names, you can look 'em up."

"VERY good, well done Linette. I suspect those will do nicely." I decided to try something. "Now, in reward, I want you to orgasm now."

She stiffened, and gave a little shriek. "Oh wow. I didn't know I could do that. Anything for you, master."

I was in a mood to work. The four of us spent the next hour making phone calls, learning what we could about my new slaves and organizing for the future.

The phone calls made for interesting listening.

"Hi Penny, this is Olivia calling on behalf of your new master. Can you speak privately just now?. ...Yes, I love the master too...anyway I wanted to get some information and give you some instructions. If we give you a few days lead time how long can you get away and be with us full time? ..... Two weeks, great thank you. Do you know anybody else who might be valuable and interesting? At the moment are especially looking for intelligent people, wealthy people, folks who won't be missed if they disappear for a while, and people who travel regularly....you do? Great! Come by tomorrow evening, we'll hand you some contracts and you can try to get them to sign. Have a wonderful evening. And oh yes, the master orders you to have a smashing orgasm, right now."

The scream from that one carried all the way through the phone.

The next week was a blur of activity. We had slaves constantly stopping by. We rapidly developed a routine that first day. They would come in, I would give them some orders, cure any diseases or bodily defects they had, hand them a stack of enslavement contracts ready for use, and send them on their way. After a few more days, we needed to change it. As dozens of slaves per day became hundreds per day, I started being picky about who I talked to personally, and who would just meet with one of my assistants for their orders and a stack of forms.

I convinced the wealthy retired **** couple to give me their suburban McMansion and downsize to a small apartment. I'm not cruel. I ordered them to be extra nice to each-other, told them they enjoyed having a simpler life with fewer things, and had them give each-other a "thank you, master" orgasm daily.

Somehow amidst the chaos, I moved in, had the place furnished to match my tastes and needs. I found some slaves who wouldn't be missed for a long time and set them up as domestic servants. I told them they would enjoy being sexually available to any of the residents and guests. Got some cars and drivers.

One of my acquisitions was a 30-year-old lawyer, who had just started his own firm and was trying to make a go of it. I had him close up shop and move in with me. I told him he could fuck the maids whenever he wanted, and that he'd never want anybody else. I put him to work on collecting and managing my growing fortune, with special instructions to make sure not to leave a suspicious paper trail.

That week was awfully chaotic, and I'm sure we made some potentially serious mistakes. Superintelligence is all well and good, but I could only be in one place at a time, and slaves, no matter how loyal, do make mistakes. If people had been watching, they might have gotten awfully suspicious. But the veil of normality hung over everything; nobody ever _did _pay attention or get suspicious. And as money and supporters accumulated, I began to feel like my base was secure and it was time to take some additional steps towards world conquest.

But first, I wanted some new companions. I wanted people around me with enough knowledge and talent to be really useful. I wanted wives, not slaves.