1-Anna
Anna had quickly bounced back from her setback in Canada. She had been saddened by Sam's death, despite him stealing Elaine from her and costing her quite a bit of money. He had been a legend among the circle of people in which they moved. She felt no such remorse for stabbing J.J.. He had been useful for a while, and she loved how it had humiliated Elaine to have to suck his cock, but he had become a liability. At some point one of them was going to kill the other, she just did it first. The novelty had worn off and she did not want him messing up the negotiations for the slave. All of that was moot when Sam took Elaine from her, though. J.J. would not have been able to stop Sam and Sam killing him would have deprived her of that pleasure.
She had gone south, ditched and burned the old RV and gone lighter. She wound up in Seattle and reached out to her Association contacts to find some work until she could figure out what to do next. Roy had not reported her stealing Elaine, so she was clear to work as a certified slavekeeper. She did not want to know his reasons for not reporting her, she just used it to her benefit.
Anna found a contract job delivering slaves that held her attention for a few months. When someone tipped her off that Jake was looking for a slavekeeper, she jumped on it. The interview with the farmer had been quick. She knew what to say and how much to ask for and he knew what he was looking for. She was moved into the slavekeeper's quarters before lunch and was issuing orders by dinner.
Anna liked the farm, it reminded her of some of the more pleasant parts of Germany. Brazzy ran a tight ship on security and Jake kept the operations going like clockwork. Anna filled the void first with the slaves, then with the rest of the kitchen and domestics, taking over Lida's duties, too. Jake gradually let her take on more and more of the administrative tasks of the farm.
While Lida had always been willing to roll up her sleeves and take part in the dirty work, Anna just made sure it got done without doing it herself. She was always on the move, putting the right people in the right place at the right time and the whole operation ran smoothly. Some might grumble that she didn't do the grunt work, but no one could argue with the results.
Anna gave up any pretense of not liking girls and usually had a favorite pet slave by her side. The pet changed from week to week as her tastes and the girls changed. She played the slaves off of each other ruthlessly. Her pets would get extra treats and privileges, but that could all change on a whim from Anna. She encouraged feuds and sexual predation among the slaves, but could also make a girl off limits from that. What had been an egalitarian and helpful slave house became stratified with layers of power and control and the insecurity of that. If one was in power, she had to use it because things could shift on a whim. She enjoyed ruling her domain and the power she had over those pretty, young slaves.
As a slavekeeper, Anna quickly proved her worth. The slaves, who had been getting a little unruly, were brought back into line. She regularized their work hours and even convinced Jake to keep his hands off them until they had finished their shift. She found that not having to worry about being dragged into the back room and fucked let them focus more on their work, too. Anna also regularized access of the staff to the slaves. Penny had ruled her fiefdom with an air of pettiness. How she was feeling at any given time about both the girl and the person requesting would determine the success of the request.
Anna put the girls on a schedule, during certain hours of certain days they were available for use for the guards and staff. As long as you had clearance from Jake (and this was not hard to get), you could book a girl. At least once a week, a girl was made available for "open bang". This was not a popular assignment for the girls, but at least she got the day off afterwards.
Productivity in the cutting house went up just in time for the new greenhouse to come on line. The staff was happier and even the slaves seemed to do better with a more regular schedule.
Anna was biding her time. Jake had a great operation and she wanted to be part of it. The more she watched and understood, the more she realized how she could fit in. Jake was still having trouble with the Radeks, he was a stationary target and they kept making little probes, trying to get someone in. So far, the systems Roy had set up had found them all. So far. At some point, someone was going to get through. She had tested it herself a few times and knew there were gaps in the coverage that someone good could exploit.
Her opportunity came thanks to the Radeks. It was well known that the Radek brothers would not easily accept Jake taking his business elsewhere, but the timing of the attempt on his life caught him off guard. Not so for Anna, she had been watching and waiting.
The Radeks sneaked two men in on a boat up the inlet. Jake had relaxed a bit and was relying on the sensors Roy had installed too much. He had been in his room fucking a slave when they came into The Farm. They killed two guards at their posts and made it into the main house.
Jake had just cum when they burst into his room with rifles drawn. He was dazed as he looked at the wrong end of an Uzi, and played that post climax daze for the few seconds he needed.
"Who are you?" he asked, his cock still buried the ass of his slave.
"Darko and Isstvan would like to re-open negotiations," one said. "Get some pants on, you're coming with us."
Jake held up his hand, hoping for more time. The two men facing him smiled and relaxed a little.
Anna silently came in from the hallway and slid in behind the two men. She plunged a long knife up beneath one's ribs. She left the knife in his guts and shot the other in the back with a small pistol. He turned slowly to face her, confusion on his face, and she fired four more bullets into him before he dropped.
Jake sprang out of bed and grabbed a shotgun from the cabinet.
"Anna," he said and hit the alarm button, "you just got promoted."
Sirens sounded in each of the buildings and flood lights lit up the grounds. The landline rang and Jake answered.
"Yeah, Brazzy. Two dead up here. No, Anna killed them. Yeah, really. We're safe, but sweep the grounds. Find everyone and keep anyone from getting out. Said they were from Radeks."
Jake hung up and let Brazzy do his job.
The slave girl, what was her name? Betsy? Becky? looked in stunned horror at the two bodies on the floor, her ears still ringing from the gunshots.
Jake ignored her and sat on a chair, the shotgun across his lap and faced Anna.
"Is there something you want to tell me, Anna? What exactly did you do for a living before you got into slavekeeping?"
She kicked the corpse over and pulled her knife out. She began to meticulously wipe and clean the blood and flesh off the blade.
"These are not the first two men I've killed."
