Millionaire's Harem Ch. 01-03

This is my first story on here, no names or events are based on real life. Please let me know if you have any corrections or suggestions, I hope to write more and so feedback would be appreciated. Enjoy...

01 - Career Change

After working designing superyachts for over two years, this was the first time that I actually got to meet a client. As part of the development process, this client wanted us to meet his staff to help ensure that what we were designing included all the things his personal staff needed in order to carry out their jobs whilst onboard the boat. Unlike previous projects where we simply got given details from the relevant staff, I was sent out to talk to them and now at the end of the week, I had been alerted by his personal assistant that he wished to go through some things with me.

Now here I was, waiting nervously outside the office of a multibillionaire with no clue why he would want to meet me. He had my boss's details so could easily arrange a meeting with him should he so desire. Whilst I waited outside, all I could do was rock from one foot to the other as my mind tried to come up with reasons that I was meeting this man. All whilst the PA, who looked like they could be a model, watched me and did a poor job at suppressing an amused smile.

"He says go in." His PA tells me from her desk. I stop my rocking and nervously open the door.

"Good afternoon, Joey. It is nice to meet you at last." He says as I walk in. Although he speaks slow and meaningfully, his voice has a certain welcoming tone to it. He stands up and walks around the desk to shake my hand.

"It is nice to meet you too, Sir." I reply, not quite knowing how I should refer to him, more preoccupied focusing on keeping eye contact rather than staring at my feet. As I shake his hand, I can't help but feel like an ant. Not only was this guy incredibly rich and powerful, he was also about 6'3, broad shouldered and looked muscly enough that he could probably pick me up and throw me across the room single-handedly.

"I was wondering if I could propose an idea to you, please take a seat." He said as he headed back around his desk to retake his seat. I couldn't help but smile to myself as I sat down, unsurprisingly, this man spoke as though his desires are simply what is going to happen. Despite the formidable impression he gave, his voice and eyes both seemed genuinely friendly.

"My daughter has difficulty finding staff that are both intelligent, hard working and willing to be house staff. Although when I say house staff, their duties range from being cleaners to helping her manage her investments." He continued. "From what my staff have been able to gather, you fit those boxes and they guess that you are likely highly underpaid in your current job role. What would you say if I wanted you to hand in your notice and work for my daughter immediately?"

I didn't know how to respond. Like most young people in this day in age, I could barely afford rent and it would be years before I could actually own my own house. However, this man lived in a desert, and I am a red head. I couldn't afford to go outside while the sun is up as there is no sunscreen strong enough to stop me getting sunburned in more than 10 minutes. I also enjoy my job and am not sure I would have much of a career if it came with a pay rise in the short term.

"You wouldn't be a cleaner, just putting it out there. She currently is quite short staffed, so my current plan is to get her three new staff. Your role will be to support her business undertakings and you'll have two others who will work beneath you to help." He stated, answering my question without me even having to ask it. In this case, I would likely have decent job prospects once I can't stand the desert and, in the meantime, would even get two people reporting to me, that would be pretty cool as I am only twenty five.

"I am interested, although I wouldn't be able to start immediately as I need to give a month's notice for my current job. Am I correct in assuming that you daughter lives here?" I finally respond. Hopefully not blowing my chances as this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

"I will sort your ending with your current job and yes and no. Not in this building, she has her own place on the outskirts of the city. There is lots of shade so a European like you is able to go outside for some fresh air without being cooked alive. That said, I think she mentioned moving abroad although I couldn't tell you where that may be." He said with a chuckle. I was quite surprised, not only with the job offer but also at how normal and casual this guy is despite being a billionaire who didn't really interact with normal people very often.

"My PA will update you tomorrow with the plan. And it was a pleasure to meet you." He said, bringing this brief meeting to a close.

"It was nice to meet you too, thank you very much for this opportunity." I reply before I head out of his office. Once I had closed the door, I breathed a huge sigh of relief. That had been very stressful but not in any of the ways I had gone through in my head before I had gone in. Was I really going to work out in a desert and if he was going to call my boss now, did that mean I wouldn't actually have my job tomorrow even if I changed my mind. What on Earth had I just done.

"I look forward to seeing you again. You made the right choice." His PA said with a wink as I walked back past her desk. I headed back to the room I was staying in, which although was still in his building, it was almost a ten minute journey to get to. That night I got very little sleep as my mind kept playing back both the meeting and then the PA's actions. I was awake with my mind once again spiralling at 6am when there was a light knock at my door. I got up, put my dressing gown on and opened the door to a tall and elegant middle eastern woman in a tight red dress holding a grey folder.

"Hello, I am Kat, I have been assigned to help you today. My boss has arranged for you to join his daughter's company from today, please get ready and read through these. I'll be back in an hour." The woman said whilst handing me the folder. Before I could respond, she had turned on her heels and started walking away. Due to lack of sleep and the impressive sight in front of me, I continued to stand there frozen in place for a couple of seconds. Eventually returning back to reality, I dragged my eye's away from the swaying backside and returned to my room. After quickly showering and getting dressed, I headed through to the small dining room that connected to my room and sat eating breakfast whilst I went through the folder.

The first item showed that my old boss had signed off on me ending my job as a naval architect with immediate effect. The following two sheets covered my new job, although my new job role only took up a single line, "Assisting in a range of business and property investments and organisations." Along with the unhelpful job description, it included a six figure salary, health care and free accommodation. This was looking like it might have been the right choice after all. Although I had only seen one job contract before, I was quite certain that this contract was not normal. The health care included a full medical check-up every three months, an initial screening and an odd section about future employees. This section included the use of an ear plug for communicating during work times and a brain chip that had an explanation saying it was another method of ensuring employees were healthy.

I couldn't find any actual issues in the document. However, I was wary that the job role was very vague, and I wasn't overly happy about getting some chip in my head. I also hadn't even met the client's daughter or been told that my job was based in Switzerland which the contract seemed to imply. Before I had the chance to spiral though the possibilities of how this could still go wrong, there was another gentle knock on the door.

"Are you ok with the contract? Is it all signed?" The woman from before asked, letting herself into my room before I had even stood up.

"It is ok, I have only just finished reading it though, so I haven't signed it." I replied, returning to my seat, slightly perturbed by the way she had let herself in.

"You need to sign it before we can go as it includes an NDA that you need in order to start your role." She stated bluntly as she walked over, holding out a pen. As I took the pen, I couldn't help but notice she looked just as good from the front as behind. Although she didn't have large breasts, she clearly kept herself fit and the tight dress emphasised her curves.

"Thank you." I responded turning back to the documents and signing them. As she took them and slid them into a folder, I couldn't help feel like I had just signed my life away.

"Put your shoes on, we're going to go and get you your two colleagues." She stated, as though colleagues are just something you collect in a market. Apparently, I wasn't going to be given the opportunity to finish my breakfast as she walked back to the door and stood there waiting as I quickly put my shoes on, my fingers shaking.

02 - New Colleagues

Kat led the way in silence down to the garage where we got into a very smart car with a chauffeur. After more silence in the car, we were dropped off outside far smaller building on the outskirts of town. Although smaller than what my now boss's house, which is very long and about twenty stories tall so being smaller doesn't really mean much. This building was still around six stories. We headed in and the security clearly recognised the woman I was with as they pressed the lift button for us so by the time we got to it, the doors were already opening. We then went all the way up to the top floor.

"This is my boss's staff house. Although most of his staff live in his building, some who can either work remotely or are simply on call and needed only when there is a shortage of staff. We are meeting a couple of them now and you will pick two of them to work for you." Kat told me, finally explaining what was going on.

"Are you able to give me any more details on my actual job role, my contract only said I would be supporting his daughter's business investments. It didn't actually say what kind of business she is in order what sort of support she might need." I ask, unsure of how I am meant to hire someone without knowing what their job or my job will actually entail.

"I don't know what your job will be, hence I didn't include anything else in your contract. With regards to picking someone, I can't imagine the options will be that great so I wouldn't worry about it being a difficult decision." Kat answered dismissively, saying the last sentence as she opened the door thus giving me no opportunity to get clarification on that final point.

In the room were about a dozen women. All of them smartly dressed and quite attractive although their body types and skin colours were varied. As we walked in, they all stood up from their seats around the large table that dominated the centre of the room. Looking around, I noticed that none of them so much as glanced at me, instead keeping their eyes down on the table. These people were clearly used to being treated as second class to those they worked for. It was always sad seeing things like this that just showed how corrupting the power of money can be on people.

"This man is looking to pick two of you to help him serve the boss's daughter, you will do as he says with him and answer any questions he has with complete honesty. I will be next door, come through once you have whittled them down to the final two." The woman I had entered said to me before walking through a door to one side of the table.

"Hi everyone, I'm Joey." I say, trying to break the tension in the room but to no avail so I continue.

"You may all take your seats, could we go clockwise around the room, just say your name and your job role, thanks." I say, deciding that this was probably the quickest way to learn about these women and I just wanted this all over as quickly as possible. Whether they had sensed my urgency or simply also wanted this to end, the women were efficient at going around and giving their details. After the first five women it became apparent that many of these women were either waitresses or cleaning staff with only one of the five having said they had a technical job.

"Hold up." I said, before the sixth woman started her introduction. "I'm afraid the job roles I am looking to fill are technical, looking to support the boss's daughter's business investments so you may leave if you are cleaners, waitresses or something similar to those roles." I went on. About two thirds of the women stood up, nodded once to me and main their way out the door I had entered.

After talking to the remaining five women, I realised that two of them weren't actually very smart despite their technical background. Picking from the remaining three, I couldn't help but be drawn to a short and curvy brunette called Amira, whose dark tan made her green eyes really stand out. Her background was in physics and maths, though had been doing coding work for the boss.

The second woman, Acacia, she was quite a bit taller than me, maybe 5'10 and looked quite sporty. She was a businesswoman and had been part of a small team who did research on the boss's potential investments. Lily, the third and final woman was slightly overweight, but her low cut dress made it challenging to look her in the eyes instead of her impressive cleavage. Lily had also studied physics and was an internal consultant for the boss's business. However, she seemed slightly too talkative, and her high pitch fake laugh made me doubt I would be able to work with her in the long term. So after only fifteen minutes, I had managed to go from about a dozen women to two.

I got up and knocking on the door into the other room as the other three women made their way out.

"All sorted, lets go and begin your training then." The woman said after opening the door. She walked straight past me and back to the elevator. As I followed her, the two women behind me followed, the only sound being the three women's heals on the solid floor. After another car journey in silence, Kat handed us over to a new woman. This new woman was well over 6' tall with both impressive curves and toned muscles.

The following week was not what I had expected. Rather than being introduced to our new boss, we instead spent the week learning etiquette, the principals of business, workouts to improve both flexibility and strength all whilst on strict diets. At the end of the week the muscled woman took me to one side.

"As I am sure you are aware, the rich play by different rules to the rest of us. The two women who work for you are submissives and have agreed to serve their master or mistress, whoever he or she may be." She started, smiling at my look of shock. Not waiting for me to comprehend the meaning of what she said, she continued.

"I have each of their rules lists and it's been decided that you are cleared to see these now, as you are their master. If you agree to review these, please understand that they are then your duty to look after and yours to do with as you please. Obviously, it will be your job to serve your new boss, so in turn it is also their job, and you will also need to be respectful of the rules they have put in place." She said as though this was a completely normal conversation. Speechless, I simply took the grey folder being held out to me and started reading through the first page which seemed to simply be a very long list of fetishes and allowable body modifications.

"So, the first list is a summary of those which both have agreed to whilst the second two sheets go through their individual forms and include the extra comments, they both have made. I must say, you picked two of the kinkiest people I've had the pleasure of reading the forms of." She continued, a smile breaking on her face revealing her enjoyment of the whole situation.

Although the ones about different types of bondage weren't exactly shocking, it still seemed odd that someone would willingly tick these in a form. That disbelief was soon superseded by the last couple of items on the list; mind control, dollification and forniphilia. The last one I had to ask about, apparently, it's when someone is treated as furniture. Moving onto their individual sheets, Amira had got bored of her old relationship and job so was desperate for this job to give her more excitement in both aspects of her life. Acacia on the other hand had been very experimental when at university in Europe and had got the job here when looking for jobs that allowed for a submissive lifestyle.

Over the past week I had got to know these women somewhat and although Acacia had been quite flirty, they had both been very polite and kind making it difficult to imagine either of them filling out the forms that were in front of me.

"You have doubts, that's comforting. I always get nervous when masters read their submissive's forms for the first time and accept it without any hesitation. Is shows you are capable of thinking about others. To put your mind at ease, I'll call them in, and you can quiz them yourselves." She informed me.

As if on cue, the pair walked in. Alecia led the way, and her cheeky smile made me think that she knew what was going on, Amira's inability to look up from her feet confirmed it. Somehow despite her darker features, her cheeks were bright red. After asking both of them a to say a couple of the things they had and hadn't ticked, I knew they both had filled them out. Alecia also adding that she had been getting bored without any of her fantasies being met the past year.

The muscled woman sent them out again and handed me two pieces of paper with the same form on.

"This is what you want them to go though in the next two weeks before you are presented to your new boss." She stated. The forms included simple things like piercings and workout focuses. Some of the more extreme options included brands and even plastic surgery. The one that shocked me the most was the permanent chastity. Although the note explained that it was actually a set of piercings in the outer labia and one above the clit making the actual chastity part not permanent, it sounded painful. A more interesting one was the chip that could be installed above their clit, it apparently could vibrate or give a small shock acting as a good training tool. At the end, it noted that they had also agreed to wear an earbud and have the chip implanted.

"These forms have been adapted so that they only include options that they have each agreed to, they were then shown these forms after they completed their initial forms, so they know what they have agreed to. So should you wish, you can tick every single box." She said with a smile.

The earing piercings box was already ticked on both, Acacia also had her nipples box ticked whilst Amira had the tongue one ticket which I had already seen, confirming that these were ones they already had done. Deciding that at least for now I should make them both be able to match, I added ticks in the corresponding places to make that happen. I also added one to each side of their outer labias, thinking that being able to lock them might be quite fun but the chastity option seemed a tad extreme.

I was aware form Alicia's form that she had a tattoo on one of her ankles. I didn't like the idea of doing anything to the two women that they didn't like and that would stay with them for the rest of their lives. Due to this, I decided to pass on any brandings and tattoos, at least for now. In the modifications section, I was intrigued by the option not only for plastic enhancements but also natural ones. Apparently, these were done via hormone injections to grow the size of breasts that resulted in rapid increase in fat cells in a localised area. The note said that hormone treatment for two weeks would result in about a cup size increase that would take a month or two to occur. There was even an option that also triggered lactation. Despite what I had previously thought, I ticked the box for Acacia to turn her A cups into B cups but not for Amira who already had Cs.