Most people imagine it would be quite difficult to abduct a stranger and get away with it. After all, everywhere around us are security camera systems, doorbell cameras, and a zillion smartphones taking pictures and shooting video constantly. If you watch any of the popular forensic shows, you are aware how much evidence is generated from GPS-enabled cell phones and how the constant digital footprint people leave from financial transactions and social media interactions can betray keeping one's activities secret. Thus, most people assume when someone disappears it's merely a matter of time before law enforcement determines what happened to them and who was responsible. Well, I'm here to tell you most people are wrong -- at least with respect to those of us who know what we're doing and plan accordingly.
I should know, you see, because I'm a member of an elite guild of hunters who stalk and abduct women and sell them for profit. My name is Gunner Johnson and I've personally bagged dozens of ladies and girls without so much as a close call with the authorities. I expect about now some of you reading this are wondering how you can sign up or, at least, get on our mailing list. All joking aside, we're a small, secretive community of outcasts operating from a remote wilderness area living under the cover of being a logging camp and forest preserve. We call our collective the Outlands, although you'll never see it on a map or read about us online.
Unless you grew up out here, you'd probably find life in the Outlands to be somewhat unsettling -- even barbaric. It is true we don't use motorized vehicles within our core boundaries, although we maintain some jeeps, snowmobiles, and a few other assorted forms of transport when travel is necessary. For example, my partner and I use a Ford panel van when we go on hunting missions for the guild.
In the Outlands we prefer using hand tools and elbow grease instead of powered appliances whenever possible. Thus, everyday life has a rustic character making you feel you might be in a period movie or book. We do have electricity and modern plumbing -- along with the comforts of many manufactured goods brought into the community from time to time. Some of us even use burner cell phones, believe it or not. We just prefer generally to live a simplified existence that puts us closer to the land and more in touch with our friends and neighbors than the life you have in your so-called modern cities.
Our founders were a motley collection of miners, prospectors, fugitives, and wilderness men of every stripe. Over time they carved out a surprisingly complex and smooth functioning society that has stabilized today with about a hundred cabins scattered across a series of mountain ridges in a deliberately unorganized fashion. You see, isolation and disassociation from the outside world are the basis upon which our little world was built. We live and govern ourselves with the intent to remain unknown and invisible to polite society and have done so for more than a century.
We've gone to great lengths to conceal ourselves and have erected props and signage that portray our boundaries as a protected sanctuary for the benefit of any misguided traveler who might wander through our neck of the woods. Given our remote location, such accidental trespasses are exceedingly rare and generally are overlooked if the offender leaves as promptly as he came without disturbing us. On the other hand, anyone we believe may constitute a risk to our privacy will be dealt with harshly and permanently.
We designate ourselves as a sovereign and exclusive self-government with the specific proviso that any non-citizen found physically within our borders shall be stripped of all rights and protections. Thus, any true trespasser, whether willful or innocent, will potentially be subject to immediate arrest, confinement, and disposition per the whim of our council. The policy may seem extreme to you, but we know the discovery of our secrets would ultimately lead to the extinction of our way of life and our culture.
We are a paternal, male-dominated commonwealth with very few non-captive female residents. That is, in fact, the defining characteristic of the Outlands. Our constitution decrees it is lawful and appropriate for any citizen in good standing to take possession of any outsider woman (whether found on our property or hunted and captured in the outside world) and to use her as he sees fit. Keep in mind our community originated from a collection of antisocial mountain men with equal parts of belligerence, lust and aggression fueled by testosterone.
I suppose it would be fair to say the first law of our culture is selfishness. We feel entitled to have whatever we want, and we consider everything beyond our borders to be secondary and subordinate to our wishes and desires. We feel our societal structure is as noble and moral as the one that underpins Mother Nature's timeless architecture. We are convinced more societies like ours would be operating if politics, greed, and ego had not defined the system of nation states that dominate the world today.
We have a sophisticated farming system along with having numerous experienced hunters and woodsmen assigned to nine official hunting guilds whose collective efforts meet almost all the community's protein needs through the taking of fish, fowl, and wild game. In addition to these wildlife specialists, we also have three additional guilds devoted exclusively to the hunting and capturing of women and girls from the outside world who are sold either to the highest bidder or disposed of by private sale at the election of the individual hunters. As you might expect from my description of the community's residents, women rank high on the list of prized possessions. Obviously, the concept is politically incorrect, but captive females here are, quite simply, commodities and, not surprisingly, demand generally exceeds supply.
Women are traded, loaned, bartered, and put up as stakes in poker games along with every other conceivable form of exchange as commerce within the Outlands. We do have some rules regarding women captives. A woman may be owned by an individual for a maximum of two years, after which time she must be sold or exchanged. These transactions occur within our community or with one of several shadowy trafficking groups that we have come to know and trust over the years. My understanding is that eventually most women will end up in brothels or private collections overseas.
Each of our three woman-hunting guilds are distinguished by the age of the quarry sought. This categorization was implemented for both efficiency and to avoid competition among the guilds. For instance, Guild Principio members exclusively pursue and collect younger targets between the ages of 18 and 21. Members of Principio refer to themselves affectionately as the "Teen Bangers" and they have a loyal client base who prefer nubile girls -- especially virgins.
Members of Guild Morgan exclusively target women between 22 and 29 and pride themselves on their ability to fill "orders" for clients seeking a woman with specific characteristics. The customer typically provides photographs culled from the internet or magazines to illustrate the qualities and appearance of women they are willing to pay a premium for. Guild hunters then look for targets who resemble the women pictured in the client's examples to fulfill their clients' fantasies.
