Romance: Kidnapped For The Billionaire's Pleasure - The Complete Series (Contemporary, Taboo, BDSM)

Lucie Blake

©2015 Lucie Blake

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Chapter
one

My
secretary was on the intercom informing me of the day's engagements.
It was going to be a busy day doing lots of talking, which was
something I had yet to become accustomed to.

As
the president it was my duty to face the public and conduct
interviews with annoying reporters, but it was for a good cause. The
scandal I had unearthed with StarLink had been the launching pad of
No Souls for Sale; a Non Profit Organization designed to make the
public aware of human trafficking in America.

My
name was now Akemi Coverly. Getting my papers sorted out and becoming
a citizen of the USA was almost as difficult as gaining my freedom.
It's amazing when the cameras shut off just how brutal the
authorities can be. If I didn’t have a spirit of resilience I would
surely have broken. One official went so far as to suggest that I was
here of my own accord and had actually been peddling my ‘wares’
without the controls of slavery.

Equally
as amazing was the power of money. As soon as Shaun was named
rightful owner of TecCorp and by extension, a multi-billionaire, all
my legal issues miraculously vanished. My documentation and social
security number were finalized in a heart beat.

My
sister was my next concern, and again the power of money spoke. She
too was now a legal citizen of the USA, and we both were enjoying
life in a way we had never experienced before.

My
husband, Shaun Coverly, was a gem of a man. Never once making me feel
like my past was a burden for me alone to bear. Many nights I stayed
up late, crying, remembering the atrocities of my life and even
indulging in self blame for the whole ordeal. Maybe I should have
fought back, maybe I should have used my free days to flee, maybe…

Life
for me now was different but yet, the same. Shaun spared no expense
when it came to my happiness. Anything a woman could want from a man,
he provided. The lifestyle of luxury I had become accustomed to now
had the added benefit of love and company. Though he was a
workaholic, Shaun understood the value of our relationship and made
time for me in his busy schedule. Our honeymoon to the Caribbean was
epic for many reasons; it was the first time I traveled outside of
the States and it was the first time we were truly alone. Away from
the media, away from prying eyes, away from the reminders of my past
life. The island was quiet and quaint and our lovemaking, loud and
passionate. This was the story of my new life.

I
was a bit groggy today. Last night Shaun and I went to a unique
couples therapy. The therapist was new to LA and anyone who was
someone was trying to get an appointment. Fortunately, we never had
to call anyone to solicit their business; they always called us. I
was in a particularly good mood the day she called and that was how
she snuck past my gate keeper and bulldog of a secretary who knew how
I felt about intrusions into my life.

“
Mrs.
Coverly, this is Camilla Alexis from Heal the Heart, how are you
today? ”

“
I’m
well Ms. Alexis, Jenna said you needed to speak to me personally on
a subject. Do you have information on a matter that pertains to my
organization or myself? ”

“
Well,
it's more personal than business related. I’ve been following your
story on the news since I’ve been in town and I just feel awful
about your ordeal. It’s a subject so dear to my heart and I would
love to offer you and your husband a complimentary session at my
healing spa. Is it something you would consider?”

This
was a sales pitch and she knew it. Once we recommend people to her
she would never lack for business again. It was a surefire way to
give her notoriety and prestige amongst the rich.

“
Well,
exactly what do your therapies include, Ms. Alexis? ”

“
It's
not something I can discuss over the phone Mrs. Coverly, but I can
assure you that you will never be the same again. It brings release
and confirmation that the partner you’ve chosen is definitely the
one for you.”

“
Sounds
really interesting. When are you looking at having us over?”

“
Is
Sunday at nine pm good for you?”

“
I
will confirm by tonight after I speak with my husband. My secretary
will give you a call in the morning to confirm.”

“
Perfect
Mrs. Coverly. I'm looking forward to seeing you and your husband. I
know you are a busy woman so I won't take up any more of your time.
Have a fabulous day!”

Shaun
was hesitant. He had heard about Camilla Alexis’s therapy and was
sure it would bring up some of my old demons.

“
I
don't know honey. She does some pretty extreme things. Suppose it
reminds you of some stuff you went through? Won't that set us back
even further?”

“
Shaun,
I'm a big girl. I don't see how one therapy session can be that big
of a deal!”

“
Well,
I'm all for it. The amount of stress I suffer at work, I'm certain a
therapy session and then a steam in the sauna will be perfect for
me.”

“
Great.
I will confirm with her in the morning and get the directions.”

Chapter
2

She
ran her Spa and Therapy Clinic from Venice beach. The complex was
ultra modern and very industrial looking, but the inside was an oasis
of relaxation. The receptionist and staff were all very sexy and this
was the first thing I observed. The uniform was that of ultra short
shorts and skin tight t shirts. Though scantily clad, they were all
professional and didn’t do the usual thing of staring when A list
clients walked in.

As
we approached the desk, the receptionist smiled and called us by
name.

“
Mr
and Mrs. Coverly! Welcome to Heal the Heart! How are you this
evening?”

“
Hi,
we are doing well, Mrs. Coverly and I have a 9.30 appointment with
Camilla Alexis.”

“
Certainly
Mr. Coverly, she will be right with you. May I offer you a beverage
of your choice?”

“
That’s
a good idea. I will have a scotch on the rocks and Mrs. Coverly will
just have water. ”

I
wasn’t big on drinking alcohol and Shaun new this. He on the other
hand enjoyed decadent beverages all the time.

I
knew it wasn’t typical for people to drink just before a therapy
session, but in LA it paid to keep the elite happy at all costs; even
if it meant getting a little tipsy.

Camilla
came down to meet us herself. She was a dramatic woman whose
personality had too much flair for me. Her exaggerated make up and
over bleached hair did not compliment her skin, which was severely
over tanned. Yet I couldn’t knock her abilities too much. She had
to be lauded for opening a business like this in times like these.

She
greeted my husband first with a kiss on the cheek and then did the
same to me. Standing back, she admired my outfit, but declined to ask
the designer's name even though I could tell it was on the tip of her
tongue.

Leading
us up to the office via an elevator, I noticed many mirrors
strategically placed everywhere. It seemed it was a place to force
introspection. Her office was more like a large bedroom with plush
furniture. A writing desk in the corner is where she sat while
directing us to the brightly colored daybed facing her.

This
room had mirrors on every conceivable surface. Some were ornate and
other industrial looking, but somehow they came together to give the
room a pleasing aesthetic appeal.

Every
time I looked at Camilla I saw someone who looked like they should be
on the cast of Golden Girls. Her suit was peach and although dated, I
could tell it was expensive. The white heels definitely broke the
labor day rule.

Placing
her glasses on her nose, she looked down at her yellow legal pad and
then back up at us with a smile.

“
Now
tell me, Mr and Mrs. Coverly what's been happening in your bedroom
since you have escaped your past situation?”

No
one answered and the silence in the room was thick.

“
Ok…
well, maybe I should be more specific. Since you have escaped the
life of sexual slavery, how are you dealing with your husband and
intimacy in the bedroom?”

Her
question was targeted at me.

“
Well
its been ok. I've been around the block a few times now so I can
please him.”

“
I
didn’t ask about pleasing him. I asked about intimacy. Is he
allowed to explore your body? Can he touch you everywhere without it
reminding you of your past?Are you comfortable with touching
yourself? That’s the kind of intimacy I'm talking about.”

I
thought I had answered her question, but with her phrasing it
differently I guess I hadn’t.

“
Well,
we do things all the other couples do in bed and it works.” I
laughed nervously as I spoke the statement.

“
Ok
Mrs. Coverly, lets see what your husband has to say. ”

Shaun
was as red as a beet.

“
Well
it's ok, I guess.”

My
head snapped around. It was just ok?

“
Go
on,” she directed, and so he did.

“
Well,
in certain positions I find that she looks… well… afraid and if I
get passionate, she would say aggressive, she turns stone cold and
just lays there. She says she's fine, but her body language says
otherwise.”

I
had to interrupt this monologue that wasn't exactly stating the
complete truth.

“
That’s
because I am fine Shaun. I love you and I’ve never denied you my
body. I'm surprised to hear this! ”

“
Well
Akemi, its not a big deal to you, but no man wants to have his wife
looking afraid when he's fucking her.”

“
I'm
not afraid of you Shaun… I'm not! It’s just so much to deal with
at once… this is new to me.”

Camilla
found it necessary to interject.

“
I
knew this would be an issue Mrs. Coverly. Many times when a woman
has been in a situation such as yours, it’s hard to maintain sexual
relationships because of the old story the mind keeps repeating. I
can see there is a lot of work for me to do with you two, but not to
worry, we can get through it. Tonight we will just do level one of
the therapy and see what we reveal. I have assistants that help me
get the point across and they are going to demonstrate what you will
be working on for the next week until you see me again. Is that
alright with you?”

We
nodded in unison.

She
spoke into her phone and two people entered the room shortly after. I
believe the choice of assistants were strictly based on looks because
the girl was Asian and had my weight and body structure; a little
meat on the bones. The guy looked like Shaun with the sandy brown
hair and all.