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The Companion Ch Five

The Companion Ch Five

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THE COMPANION CH FIVE

The Diary

Mother sent me to QT with a warning. He has strange fetishes. But I don't find BDSM all that strange. I haven't participated before, but it was certainly a unique experience. In my business, I see all kinds. Everyone is just trying to find something that will help them get through life and have a little enjoyment. As long as it is truly consensual and each partner really needs their role to get off, I have no problem with it. Whether or not I go back, I can't say. I found him to be considerate of me because of my lack of experience in submission. His willingness to stop any moment that I say told me more about his character than the crazy machines he had built. But I know I didn't see all of them, and he is a genius in devising new ways to subjugate his willing females. I might go back just to see what other devices he has in his devious little mind.

I do wish he had taken a couple of pictures of me hanging in his stateroom. I have never felt like that before, like I had been drained of all my emotions and strength. I really felt like a piece of meat hanging in a locker, and that is exhilarating and horrific at the same time.

It seemed at times that my mind was battling with my emotions for supremacy. At least he is unique.

This account is only for interesting cases. There is no need to recount the hundreds of boring one-night stands for $20,000 that she was involved in per year.

The first year with Tina was profitable for each of them. They developed a method to allow Lorelei to work for her and still work on her side of the street.

The accountant informed Lorelei that she made $200,000 from Lorelei Interior Designs and paid nearly $50,000 in taxes. That would be hard to swallow if she hadn't made over $1,000,000 in her real business. And that was tax free, of course. She had a high-priced client nearly every weekend now. She now had to find a place to put that money. The first thing she did was take Beverly's advise and buy a safe from a German company. It is a unique safe. She had to pay $25000 up front just to get them to fly to New York and meet with her. The salesman described what they offer. They have a 100% guarantee that it will not be robbed. She was willing to pay just to see them wrong.

The salesman pulled the blueprints for her building, measured everything in her apartment, and discussed her options. Three months later, he was back with an entire construction team. The salesman had contacted her landlords and got permission to install a safe in her wall with the assurance it would be legal, and it would stay when she left. The owner had agreed in writing to allow it.

The team started by informing her there was an old fireplace in a wall in her living room that had been covered over with a wall. They broke the wall where it was, removed a section of the bricks and put a steel frame into the hole in the wall. They then installed the safe in the steel frame. The last thing they did was build an entire bookcase on that wall. She watched in amazement as that blank wall suddenly had a beautiful bookcase that ran the entire length of the wall. Where the safe was, they put in a mechanism that would open a portion of the bookcase to allow access to the safe.

When it was finished, they gave her the combination and told her to open the safe. They put a new security system in her apartment. It would cover the doors and windows like a regular system, but the special item was a steel door that would drop in front of the safe behind the bookcase if the alarm was tripped. They demonstrated it to her and then had her open the safe. She looked into the safe. It was a normal looking safe. It was a foot deep and had shelves for her valuables. When she thought she was done, and was wondering where the guarantee could pay for itself, the salesman laughed.

"Miss Bardot, now comes the special aspect of your safe." He showed her a small button on the inside of the door. She pushed the button, and a light came on in the safe. She looked at him, like, whatever, until he told her to push the button again. When she did, the back of the safe slid up and revealed a bigger and deeper vault that was inside the former fireplace. She could hold a lot of money in the secret place.

"See, miss, when they push the button and the light comes on, they assume that is the only purpose for the button. But, if you push it twice, it will activate the back wall. This security feature is not in any of our literature or the blueprints we give to the customers. If you are not a customer, you will not know about the second vault. We recommend you keep a sum of money in the front to convince any thieves that get that far is all you have."

She smiled and thanked them. She gave them the balance of the $50,000 gladly. Now she had a place to hide all this cash until the accountant could send it out.

Lorelei discussed retirement. She was only 29, but the government could show up at any moment. History is full of "Madams" that get busted, usually whenever some local politician was behind in the polls and needed a morality push to get re-elected. A couple of them were even customers of the Madams they busted. Lorelei wanted an escape plan to a country with no extradition treaty with the US. There are several, most of which you wouldn't want to live in, Countries like Russia, China, Turkey, Cambodia, Ukraine, Belarus, countries like that. She finally found a small island in the Caribbean called Dominica. It was a small, quiet, beautiful island that liked their privacy. They even sold citizenship for a price. She could get a second passport under her real name and have a way to clear out if she had to in an emergency. Mother had prepared for this, and there was a standard emergency protocol. If she even texted her the word, "RED" she was to run, as fast as she could and as far as she could.

Lorelei also had her forger make her another identity. "Ester Levin" died during childbirth in Miami thirty-two years ago. However, there was a birth certificate generated before she died. Lorelei had put on a long, brown-haired wig, wore big, rimmed glasses and wore sloppy clothes for the picture.

Lorelei chose Dominica and Mary Jane Thomas went on a vacation there to collect facts and papers to begin the process. Within a year, and $200,000 later, she had a passport as a citizen of Dominica. Mary Jane Thomas was now a dual-citizenship woman.

Before Mary Jane left Dominica, she went to the one branch of the Swiss National Bank located in the capital of Roseau. Ester Levin opened an account with the account number given to her by her accountant. She started it with $9,000 she had brought with her. She wasn't ready to risk carrying too much money just yet.

She now had an escape plan and a place for mother to send her money to.

It was when she got back from Dominica, that she learned Josiah had died. She was heartbroken. He was a gentle soul, and she hoped he had gotten a little enjoyment from her in his last years.

Chase McIntyre BB

She finally got a call from Chase. It had been more than a year, and she had given up on him. She was surprised when he called her. "Well, the dead is risen."

"Okay. Okay, I deserved that. It's just, I don't want anyone around me too often. They can become attached, or learn too much about my business, whatever. I'm real conscious about who I am around too much. Does that mean you aren't interested in going with me to the Grammys in LA?"

"Am I going to have to explain myself to any reporters or celebrities? I like to stay under the radar. I find it better for my continued employment and freedom."

"I can just say you are an Interior Design Consultant in the city. You are, aren't you?"

Lorelei thought about that for a moment. "Can I call you back later tonight? Will you answer my call?"

"Yes, and yes. I'll await your call."

Lorelei called mother and discussed it with her. Mother called Toni and asked her if she would cover for Lorelei. She agreed to, for a price. It seemed to Lorelei that breathing came with a price now-a-days.

Mother called her and told her she could do it, that Toni would confirm Lorelei worked for her. Besides, mother pointed out, it might help her get a few more clients in the interior design business. Lorelei hung up the phone thinking to herself, Yeah, but I don't want anymore of those clients. It is like real work, and she wasn't selling her body to rich people to only have to work a real job too.

She called Chase back and told him she would be happy to accompany him anywhere he wished. He thanked her and told her it was next February. Since it was October when he called her, she asked why he was calling so early?

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He told her it had something to do with security. When he mentioned security, she got nervous and changed her mind. "How about something more private?"

"I'm crushed that you don't want to go to the Grammys, but I understand a woman in your position wouldn't want any security people investigating you. What was I thinking? How about a music festival in two weeks?"

Lorelei thought that was more practical. Half the people there would be drunk or high. No one would think anything about a famous person with arm candy. "I'd love to go with you."

"Great, please pack a bag for three days. We are going to Coachella."

She had heard of Coachella, but didn't have any idea what it was, or how big a deal it was in the music industry, but it had to be less than the Grammys.

Little did she know. It is a HUGE festival that runs for several days with multiple stages.

She took a cab to his home, and they left for the airport. When they got there, she realized they were going on a private jet. There were a couple of other music dignitaries on the plane. She didn't know or care who they were, and Chase didn't bother to introduce her to them. He had figured out she wasn't a groupie and wanted to stay under the radar as much as possible. In some ways, he agreed with that. He was proud of her being on his arm, but he didn't want any musician to try to steal her. The war would get very public, and that would be the LAST thing Lorelei would want. He wanted her in his bed, not in pictures in the paper.

When the plane landed at LAX, there was a limo waiting for them. The other people had cars of their own, so the two of them were alone during the trip to Indio, the city that hosts Coachella.

Chase took the opportunity to reach for Lorelei. She was waiting for that and made herself available to his groping hands. "About time, tiger. I was beginning to think I had lost my touch. We flew across the country, and you were a choir boy the entire time."

"Well, those two-music people are starched shirts, and I didn't want them to look at you much. I think we achieved our objective. They were so busy talking about the industry, they hardly looked at you."

He moved over to her and closed the curtains in the front of the limo.

"Time for me to "look at you." He was now beside her and had his hand under her dress. She leaned back and let him invade her. He smiled and pushed his finger under her panties and into her. She was wet enough because she knew he would fuck her in the car. They had more than two hours to the hotel in Indio, and she was sure he would try it twice if he could before they arrived. She would let him think he had won the "battle" in the car.

He began stroking her and she spread her legs and began to "moan" lightly. With his other hand, he began pushing her dress up until it was bunched around her waist and her panties were exposed.

"My dear, I don't want to stain your beautiful dress. How about you remove it?"

She leaned forward and let him unzip the dress. She then wiggled out of it. She was now in only her bra and panties, and she was sure they weren't long for this world, either. He grabbed her panties on both sides and began pulling them down. She lifted her legs and allowed him to remove her panties. He then reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. She added it to the pile of clothes in front of them.

The look of heat was evident in his eyes as he pulled her into his lap. He unzipped his fly, pulled his hardening dick out and plopped her down on it. She helped herself onto his little pole and began riding him. She started slowly but steadily increased the speed until she was jumping up and down on his dick. He had to hold onto her to keep her from bouncing off him into the floor. He came suddenly and pulled her to himself. They wobbled on the seat for a few seconds until they were able to stop. His head was in her hair, and he was spitting hair when he laughed. "I must say, you are very flexible, and I am glad, I was afraid you might break my dick off how hard you were bouncing on me."

"I was afraid I would fall onto the floor. If you hadn't grabbed me, I would have."

They held each other for a few minutes, until she got up and put her dress on. She left her panties and bra off. There was no need to put them back on yet.

By the time they arrived at the Marriott Shadow Ridge he had managed to fuck her on her back once. She put her clothes back on as the car was pulling into the resort. When the doorman opened the door, he had just zipped her dress up. As they followed the porter with their bags, Chase wiped his brow, like "Whew, that was close."

The suite was magnificent. Shadow Ridge is a huge resort, with more than 1,000 rooms. It had golf courses, several pools and restaurants. They also had shuttles to Coachella every thirty minutes. Of course, Chase McIntyre wouldn't be waiting for a shuttle. He would get a personal ride anytime he wanted it.

When they were alone, Chase showed her around the suite and asked, "How's this? Does this meet with your approval?"

She was standing in the giant sliding glass doors overlooking a large pool. It was surrounded by palm trees and two bars; one was in the pool. "It will do very nicely."

He laughed. "It ought to for $4,000 dollars a night." She had already figured out that he liked to throw his wealth around. She didn't mind, as long as he threw some of it toward her.

"My dear, if you want to change, we can go to dinner before we head to the main stage for tonight's show. The main group tonight is that group you met at the studio last year. They have hit it big since then. This appearance will send them to the moon."

She changed and they went down to dinner. He had a quiet, private room and they enjoyed a wonderful meal. When they were finished, his concierge had a car waiting to take them to the festival. It had been running all day and would run far into the night. He was here only for his band.

The car took them as close as it could. They then transferred to a cart, and they were taken as close as they could to the Mohave Stage, the most prominent one at the festival.

He showed his badge, and they were let backstage. While he was talking his boys up, Lorelei noticed a man standing nearby. She was sure she had seen him somewhere before but couldn't place him. It got worse when Chase went and acted like an old friend. They kept looking over at Lorelei and she got really nervous. She didn't need anyone to pay attention to her unless she wanted them to. Chase patted him on the shoulder and headed her way. When he arrived, he took her hand and led her to a quiet place. She knew he wanted to talk, and she had an idea what it was about.

"Do you recognize that man, Lorelei? He's a very famous movie star, Buck Steele."

That was it. She had seen him in the movies. "Yeah, I've seen a couple of his movies."

Well, I have a little problem. He's leaving in the morning, and you have caught his eye. He has a wandering eye and usually tries to hook up where he goes. He saw you and knew you were with me. He knows my reputation of the women I bring to these events."

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She wasn't going to make it easy on him. If he thinks he brought her here as a party favor for some older, fatter movie star, he was mistaken.

"Look, I know I'm a piece of shit, but he has requested the honor of your company tonight. Since I make a million dollars a year in commissions from him, I need to try and keep him happy."

She still wasn't talking. She would let him hang himself here.

"If you spend the night with him, I will give you and extra $50,000 and I will give it to you under the table. Mother already had the $50,000 I gave her for the three days here. You can keep the entire extra $50,000 and I won't tell her. Please save my bacon and I will make it very worthwhile for you. I know everybody and I will help you with whatever you want if you pull my chestnuts of out the fire on this one."

She liked the $50,000 fine, but what interests her the most was the promise to help her if she wants it. She doesn't trust him, of course, but she has her ways of making him follow through. But for now...

"My dear Chase, I would be happy to help you out, since you are a "regular" customer and all. How about you bring him over and introduce us?"

As he headed to get him, he knew she had him over a barrel. "Regular" customer his ass. He would have to tolerate her until he could figure a way out. He led him over to her.

"Buck, let me introduce you to my friend, Lorelei Badot."

She held out her hand, but he took it and kissed her on it. "A beautiful name for a beautiful lady. Pleased to meet you. Where has Chase been hiding you all this time?"

She put on her "professional" smile. "Oh, I get around. He's busy, I'm busy, but it is very nice to meet you. I think I've seen all your films."

"You are too kind, but you are too young to have seen most of my work."

She wanted to say, "no, I've seen you on Turner Classic Movies", but she didn't want Chases' head to explode."

"Would you be offended it I offered to take you to a late dinner?"

Great, more food. She was trying to watch her weight. Weight on a girl in her profession could cost her $10,000 or more per pound.

"I would need Chase's permission. I don't want to strand him here."

Chase couldn't get it out fast enough that it was okay with him if she wanted to go with Buck.

She smiled that smile. "Then it's a date."

She took his arm, and they were off. Chase watched his late-night fuck walk away from him. Good thing he already had her twice in the car. He would get her again before they left.

The old movie star had his own car waiting for them. They headed back to the same resort, where he took her to his suite. "We can order anything you want. Don't worry about the menu. They will get it if you want it."

Boy, he is trying too hard to impress her. The suite was nice, but it wasn't Chases. She figured the past doesn't rate like the present.

She ordered a nice Caesar Salad with beer. She would need to keep her head clear tonight.

He stayed away from her, talking until the food arrived. Once they were done eating, it was time for him to make his move. She knew she was supposed to make it easy for him, $50,000 easy, but she needed him to work a little to see her naked. She knew she couldn't be too hard to get, since everyone knows Chase always brings professional women with him.

"Lorelei, how about we go out on the deck and look at the stars?"

"Sure." They went out and sat down in a lounger together. After a couple of minutes, she shook. "I'm sorry, but I'm a little chilly sitting out here."

He went in and brought her his jacket and put it around her. That better?" Yes, because it allowed her to get to the corner. That would make it more obvious if he tried to sit beside her.

He noticed she had moved and sat as close as he could.

They talked for a while. She then yawned. "I'm sorry if I'm boring you."

Okay, time to get this show on the road.

"You're not boring me, I'm just distracted."

"Why are you distracted?" She smiled, got up, went and sat down on his lap.

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