Hiding Sandy Part 2

Sandy was so exhausted from cleaning Mike’s house and her punishment by him afterwards, that she woke up and barely remembered where she was. Then she got a sickening feeling in her stomach and was terrified of what the day might bring with Mike. But she was shocked when she woke up and the restraint was no longer on her arm and she could get up from the bed freely. The windows were open with a light breeze blowing in through the sheer curtains, which were slowly rising and falling with the light wind. Sandy looked down and she was no longer naked. She had on one of her most beautiful satin nightgowns but had no underwear on. She didn’t remember putting the nightie on before she went to sleep. She also didn’t feel any pain on her ass cheeks or back and reached back and felt that someone had put soothing lotion on her back, cheeks and the back of her legs.

She stumbled out of bed and walked around the 2nd floor hallway trying to find Mike. She eventually made her way downstairs and found him in the kitchen. On the table were various covered silver platters, along with two place settings. She was really confused about what was under the covers and still a little scared. She saw Mike standing by the stove and he slowly turned around.

“Hey, good morning sleepy head, how did you sleep?”

She now became even more worried that Mike was being nice to her. “I slept really good but was surprised that you took the cuff off me during the night. I also don’t remember putting on a nightgown before I went to bed. Did you put the lotion on my back?”

“Yes, Sandy. I actually gave you a mild sleeping pill so that you wouldn’t wake up in the middle of the night in pain. I put the nightgown on you so you wouldn’t get cold. After our training session and you sweetly letting me have your ass in the middle of the night, I felt bad that maybe I misjudged you a little and you might have some good in you.”

“So, did you rape me again in the middle of the night?”

“Of course not. First, I am not one of those porn stars who can recover quickly. Second, I am not a rapist. I only gave you what you deserved last night, then later what you earned.”

“What I deserved and what I earned?” Sandy scowled at Mike. “I didn’t deserve to be beaten, forced to take a painful enema, and then anally raped. Then for a treat you anally rape me again in the middle of the night?”

“No, Sandy. That is not how it was. You deserved to be punished for all the rotten things you did to me over the years and your overspending and bitchiness getting Steve killed, and you barely cared. Me later giving you a gentle ass fucking and pussy rubbing was a test to see if you could be nice, if someone was nice to you. Someone getting raped would not be crying out my name when they are coming.”

“Mike you are crazy. I didn’t deserve any of it and didn’t enjoy any of it.”

“We can agree to disagree. We have a busy day today.”

Now she was really worried that this guy had two personalities. “What’s under the platter covers? Are you teasing me that you are actually going to feed me today, or is it dog food to humiliate me more?”

“No, Sandy. You are getting a reward for taking your training so well and pleasing me afterwards without being a selfish bitch. I made us a nice breakfast.”

Mike took the cover off each platter and Sandy’s eyes popped wide open. There was eggs, pancakes, waffles, bacon, French toast and fresh fruit.

“I suppose this is all for you?” What are you going to make me eat?”

“No, Sandy. This is for the both of us. It is part of your reward. It is called a farmer’s breakfast.”

Sandy ravenously started eating everything she could. Mike wasn’t sure if she would even use a fork and knife, and she barely came up for breath while she ate. After she finished, she started becoming the old Sandy again.

“So, Mike, what are you going to make me wear today? Are you going to make me clean the house all day in my yoga outfit, so you can ogle by body and rape me again tonight?”

“No, Sandy, you are going to wear that beautiful string bikini you were wearing the first day I met you at Steve’s house. When you were a bitch to me for the first time.”

Sandy became very excited. That was her favorite bikini, although she had about 25 skimpy bikinis, so she could tease men about how hot she is, but they would never get to see her body.

Mike brought the bikini out to her and said, “take off your nightgown and put it on.”

“Mike, can you turn around so I can have some privacy?”

“No, I own everything you were born with.