Hiding Sandy Part 4
Hiding Sandy Part 4
Sex Story Author: | Chapter24 |
Sex Story Excerpt: | You are also one of the smartest people I have ever met.” “You think I am smart?” “You |
Sex Story Category: | Anal |
Sex Story Tags: | Anal, Authoritarian, Blowjob, Enema, Fantasy, Male Domination, Non-consensual sex, Older Male / Female, Reluctance, Spanking, Stockholm Syndrome |
Sandy didn’t sleep well in the safe room, wondering what was going to happen with Mike in the morning. After she got out of bed, she found him making breakfast in the kitchen. “Hi Sandy, I hope you slept well. We have new adventures for you going forward. I think you have changed, and you no longer have to sleep in the safe room. You are going to sleep with me in my bed, and you get to decide what to wear when you go to bed. You also get to decide when and where you want to eat.”
Sandy was really scared now. Had the body snatchers come and taken the mean Mike away and replaced him with some kind of robotic Stepford Husband?
“Thanks Mike, I really appreciate that. I have changed. You need to believe that. You’ve kept your end of the bargain of protecting me and your training has helped me to try to stop being a manipulating gold digger bitch. What are you going to make me do today?” she said in a slightly quivering voice.
“Sandy, I’m not going to make you do anything. I thought it would be good mental stimulation for you to help me in the office today. I want you to get in the right frame of mind to do office work, so why don’t you go pick out some clothes like you used to wear when you worked in a fancy office. When you mentioned your working before meeting Steve, it seemed like you enjoyed doing financial related work.”
Now Sandy was really in shock and wanted to look behind his back to see if he was holding any long kitchen knives and this was just a ruse so she would put her guard down. “I did enjoy my work Mike, but I didn’t have any confidence that I was smart and could keep up with the girls in the office who came from rich families and went to fancy universities.”
“Sandy, I think you are actually very smart and sometimes in the competitive world of finance it is good to be able be a little manipulating at times. In trading you basically have someone who wins a trade and someone who loses on a trade, so it can be said that your job is to screw someone else out of money.”
Sandy went into the closet and picked out a silky white blouse and put a bra on under it. She also picked out a black skirt that was mid-thigh length and she also put on a pair of black shoes with low heels. Mike brought her into his office area, which actually had two offices and an open area. He started showing her information about the businesses he owned and got her to work on some simple spreadsheets analyzing a business he wanted to acquire. He couldn’t believe how quickly she picked up on studying situations creatively that others might not see. She was exhausted at the end of the day but felt satisfied intellectually that she was just not Mike’s sex toy today.
While they were eating dinner Mike said, “Sandy, I was very impressed today, you seem to have a natural ability for financial analysis and it was impressive how you could absorb so much information so quickly. You are selling yourself short that you are not as smart as other people.”
“You really think I am smart? No one has ever said that to me before. I thought I was stupid and was only good to fuck and suck men to get them to take care of me. I really did like the work you had me do and felt good about myself that you trusted me with such important tasks.”
For the next few days, Mike gave Sandy more work to analyze his businesses. She even got her involved with negotiations for the acquisition of the business she was analyzing. The other company was struggling financially, and she knew how to go in for the kill to get the best price they could for buying it at a discount. She was becoming more confident that she was more than just a pretty face and a hot body.
She was exhausted from working hard every day but noticed that Mike had not approached her for sex. She had told him she was on her period, but in the past when she had told him that he didn’t care and made her suck him off or take it up the ass to satisfy his lust. The next day in the office at lunch time she meekly said, “Mike you haven’t made me have sex the last few days.”
“Sandy, you told me you were on your period.”
“But that never stopped you before from sodomizing me instead.”
“But you’ve done a great job working with me and I am going to make a lot of money on the deals you are working on. I think you are more than just about sex now, and didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable having anal or oral sex while you are having cramps.”
Sandy couldn’t believe he was being so nice to her. Maybe she was wrong about him and maybe even wrong about her own abilities.
“Are you done with your period now?”
“Yes.”
“Well I would like you to take off all your clothes and turn around and lean over the desk.”
She quickly complied, as she had thought that maybe he was not attracted to her anymore and would turn her into Steve’s associates if he was bored with her. Mike took off his pants but left his shirt on and got behind her as she lay in a prone position over her large mahogany desk.
“Mike, can I ask you something?”
“Sure, what is it?”
“Are you going to have me killed? It seems like you are not interested in me sexually anymore?”
“That isn’t true at all. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met and are probably going to be the mother of my child.
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