Mike and Steve were best friends in college, and both came from blue collar families. After graduating, Mike quietly built a fortune through smart investments, including a startup company he sold. He lived a low-key lifestyle, with a modest house in the suburbs. However, he was a survivalist who was worried of a potential future economic collapse, so he built a large house on a huge isolated property in the mountains. The house blended into the forest so you could not see it from an airplane above and had a sophisticated security system, including a safe room. The house was stocked with food, water and weapons and had solar heat with a backup gas generator. He spent as much time there as he could, but never told anyone about the home.
Mike dated several women over the years; but was dedicated to his business and never found the right woman to settle down with. He wanted to have children and was now in his mid-30's but was hoping the right woman would come along soon.
Steve took a different path and always had a get rich quick scheme and had business partners who were in organized crime, including money laundering, drug smuggling and gun running. He built a very large flashy house, which caught the eye of the government, and other criminals who were jealous of his wealth.
Then there was Sandy. Steve met her through his business associates, and she could best be described as a gold digger trophy wife. She was 27 and gorgeous; about 5'-8" and 125 lbs., with long blonde hair, and a body perfectly toned through daily workouts and a strict diet. You could bounce a quarter off her taut stomach or killer ass, and her breasts defied gravity even when she did not wear a bra. Steve married her a year ago. Even though she also came from modest means, she acted like she was from royalty and treated everyone with a snobby, bitchy attitude, including Steve and Mike. Besides exercising to maintain her beauty, Sandy loved to shop in expensive stores, eat in expensive restaurants with her equally shallow friends, and go on luxurious vacations with Steve, or with just her friends.
Even though Steve made a lot of money, Sandy was bleeding him dry, and Mike figured Sandy must be great in bed, or maybe Steve just wanted arm candy and had other women on the side. But Steve was just insecure and put up with Sandy's games and dominant personality. Steve hoped she would change and could eventually become a good wife and mother to his future children. She had a degree in finance and was very smart, but she did not like the idea of work, and quit her job after meeting Steve.
Mike hated Sandy the first time he met her. He went over to Steve's house after he started dating her and she answered the door in a string bikini she was literally hanging out of, with a look of disgust on her face. "Who are you?" she asked sarcastically. Steve didn't tell me anyone was coming by and you interrupted me getting a tan by the pool."
"I am Steve's best friend and don't need an appointment to come to see him."
"Well his is not here and I am not sure when he is coming back. If he knows what is good for him, he will put my needs ahead of mere friends."
Mike was shocked by her behavior and she got worse and worse as time went by as Steve's relationship got more serious with her. She teased everyone she met, including Mike, right in front of Steve.
Steve was blinded by infatuation though, and Mike could not reason with him. "Steve, why are you involved with someone like Sandy? Even though I know you are involved with some questionable people, you are a nice guy."
Steve surprisingly replied "first Steve who I do business with is none of your business. If you were more aggressive with your business ventures, you would not be living in such a small house and would be with a hot girl like Sandy. You need to get used to her, or our friendship might not last." Mike was shocked he would choose Sandy over him but hoped Steve would see her true colors before things went too far.
But that was not to be. Steve eventually had a lavish wedding with Sandy, and Mike begrudgingly acted as best man. At the reception Sandy came up to Mike and whispered "I guess I won asshole. You will not be seeing Steve much anymore, as he listens to me about everything, just to be with me and have access to my body once a week if I feel like it. He doesn't know I also have sex with several great looking, younger men I met at the gym, and he would never believe you if you ever told him." Mike could not believe that Sandy had ruined his friendship with Steve, and Mike and Steve slowly drifted apart, only occasionally seeing each other when Sandy was not around. Steve got into risky business deals with his partners to try to support his lavish lifestyle with Sandy.
Then one day, Mike suddenly received a panicked call from Sandy. "Mike, I don't know what to do. Steve was supposed to come from a business trip in Europe and I have not been able to reach him the last two days. Before he left, two big guys came by the house and were looking for him and they did not look very happy."
"Sandy, why should I care about you, or even about Steve, for that matter," Mike sneered. You just want to use me to help you find Steve, and I am not sure if I want to get mixed up with the people who Steve might be in trouble with. With the people he is involved with, he might be already dead, and I don't want to join him in that category."
"Mike, Steve is your best friend. I always was attracted to you though; but didn't know how to show it to you," Sandy said suggestively. I wanted to tell you and have an affair with you but did not want to hurt Steve."
"Sandy, Steve was my best friend, but you ruined that. I do not believe a word you say. If your treatment of me means you are attracted to me, I would be afraid to see how you would treat me if you did not like me," Mike replied sarcastically. Since Steve was my best friend at one time, I will try to use my contacts to find out what happened to him."
You have contacts who would know what happened to him?"
"Sandy, you don't know much about me. I am extremely wealthy, but choose not to show it, to avoid girls like you, and others who would just want to use me to get ahead. I have high level contacts globally and should be able to find out what kind of mess he got himself into to support a thankless bitch like you."
Sandy became irate that someone would dare talk to her that way. "Who do you think you are talking to that way?"
"I am talking to a woman who may be totally broke and in danger if Steve's associates think you know too much, and I am the only one who might be able to save you."
Sandy changed her tone. "Mike, I don't know how I could ever thank you," as she looked at him seductively.
"Don't play your coy games with me. I am not sure I would ever want to fuck a heartless woman like you and would wonder where that possibly STD infected body has been." Sandy seethed inside but kept quiet so Mike might help her.
He was able to use his contacts to find out that Steve had double crossed his partners in crime. They had kidnapped, tortured, and killed him. His sources told him that the criminal organization Steve belonged to was not sure how much Sandy knew, and was deciding if they should kill her and might come for her any day.
Mike was sad about Steve, but happy that Sandy would know that her free spending ways and bad attitude had helped caused Steve's demise, and maybe her own. He went to Steve's house to tell Sandy the bad news. She did not believe him, but he showed her police surveillance documents and photos, including a picture of Steve's corpse.
"Mike, what am I going to do?" she sobbed uncontrollably. Can you help me? I need your protection and don't have any money of my own."
"Why should I help a bitch like you?"
"Because Steve would want you too and I would do whatever you want in appreciation," as she winked at him.
He did not want to help Sandy but thought he could exact his revenge on her by making her his sex slave and maybe even a surrogate to bear him a child. "Sandy, I think things could blow over within a year. The police will not put you into witness protection, because you do not know anything about Steve's business, so you are of no use to them. You can go into hiding with me at my country home, where no one can find us. I manage my businesses and investments remotely and the house is stocked with food to last several months. Do not tell your friends where you are going, and they will think you just disappeared to escape Steve's partners. Since you have no living family no one will come looking for you. I can send a truck to pack up whatever you want from the house and put it in storage."
Sandy did like the idea of possibly using Mike as a new sugar daddy, but said, "Mike, now you are playing a game. You expect me to live with you in the middle of nowhere, with no restaurants, salons, high end stores or trips around the world? I suppose you would want me to sleep with you too?"
"Sandy, I am only doing this because Steve loved you, even though you never loved him, and somehow I think deep down inside there might be some redeeming qualities about you, when someone gets under your nasty, phony exterior. I do not know yet if I even want to fuck you. The idea of sex with you is disgusting to me. Secretly Mike thought the idea of hate fucking her could be fun. Your choice, you have five minutes to decide."
She thought about her options and realized she better agree, although she was already thinking of how to manipulate him. "By the way, Sandy, there is one other thing. I don't want you to later say that I kidnapped you and forced you to do anything you didn't want to do, so you will need to sign a contract that you are going with me willingly and you have to do anything I say, as long as it is not illegal, for up to one year. To make it look like I am paying you as an employee, at the end of the year you will receive a generous payment that will allow you to live comfortably for several years until you can find the next sucker."
Sandy knew she had no other choice and signed the contract. She watched the movers pack up the contents of her beautiful home, as Mike pulled up in a large SUV, which he loaded with whatever clothes would fit, and the movers took the rest of her clothes to storage. After driving a few miles, Mike pulled off to a desolate side road. "Mike why are you stopping; are you planning to rape me with your little dick?" she snarled.
"Sandy, I will never force you to do anything. I just don't want you to see where my country house is, so I am going to blindfold you."
"I will do no such thing", she said in disgust.
"Then get out of the car. You will be on your own, broke and on the run from Steve's former partners."
She relented and he got turned on by the idea of making her his submissive, which was always a fantasy that other women he dated would not go along with. When they arrived at his home and he took off her blindfold, she looked at the vast beautiful property and palatial home in wonder, and she started thinking of how she could dominate Mike like she had dominated Steve.
As they walked in the door to the lavishly decorated enormous home, she asked him to get her clothes from the car, but he told her he would lock them up in closets and decide what she would wear each day, and the first day she was going to be cleaning the house so she would only need her workout yoga pants and tank top to do it. She became very angry. "I have maids who clean for me at home. I am not your maid and not your prisoner".
"I am not your sugar daddy. I am your savior as long as I feel like it. Here is your uniform. Now take off all your clothes and change into your tight gym clothes with no bra or panties so I can enjoy the view while you clean."
"I will not change in front of you and will not wear gym clothes!"
