Romance: Kidnapped For The Billionaire's Pleasure - The Complete Series (Contemporary, Taboo, BDSM) (5 page)

“
Alright, what I’m going to
ask you to do, is to lay on the couch and we will get started at
piecing together the puzzle. All I want you to do is listen to my
voice and become as relaxed as possible.”

I wasn’t even aware that I was
crying. Only the moisture on the tissue she had provided me with let
me know I had opened the flood gates. Camilla retreated to her desk
and gathered her legal pad, glasses and a recorder of some sort. She
walked around and sat in an upholstered chair next to the couch,
before she started her session.

“
Now I’m going to record
this session so you can listen to exactly what you experience. Maybe
listening to it will bring out more hidden truths. Listen to the
sound of your breathing, in through the nose and out through the
mouth, breathe deeply and slowly.”

I followed her instructions and
focused on the sound of air escaping my lungs. As my muscles began
to relax, she quietly interrupted.

“
Akemi, listen to my voice,
let my pace calm and soothe you…feel the vibration of my tone and
the relaxed nature of my speech. I’m going to count backward from
10, and with every number I say, you will get calmer and calmer and
your muscles will become more and more relaxed. 10, 9,8,7, you feel
peaceful and serene, 6,5,4 you are in a place of observation and
understanding, 3,2,1, you are now fully calm. When I call your name
you will be back at the party after your birthday, you will remember
the sights and the faces, the smells and the conversations. When I
say the words ‘wake up,’ you will be back here, safe and sound in
my office on Venice Beach on my couch. Nod slowly if you understand
me.”

I could barely make out her
voice, and it felt as though I was under water. My body was gliding
and floating at the same time. As her voice reached my ears, I nodded
and then she said my name with firmness: “Akemi!”

Chapter 3

The room was white. The walls
were illuminated by brilliant chandeliers and decorative scented
candles burned low. The smell of cinnamon permeated the air and I
felt safe. The woman looking after me was a familiar face, Ms. Jay.
She looked like someone who should be my mother. She was pulling at
my dress and making sure I was perfect.

The dress was iridescent and in
the light it shimmered like the tail of a beautiful mermaid. It was
floor length and the bodice was held in place by thin straps. My
breasts were larger than most 16 year olds and filled out the top
nicely. Though I was still a girl, I had the feeling that I was going
to be introduced to the adult world very quickly.

The woman stepped back to admire
her work and smiled, but I on the other hand was cold. I never liked
these clothes that exposed so much of my skin. The woman was talking
now and I tried to listen to what she was saying while resisting the
temptation to shiver.

“
Now Akemi, this is your
first night as a top ranked girl. You must remember all that I taught
you these past few weeks. The people you are going to meet are very
rich, mostly men. You have to obey their instructions and make sure
you fulfill their every wish. Your English is perfect, so you can
speak if you are invited to, but please wait until you are addressed.
Do you understand?”

I was nodding and agreeing with
her; I didn’t have much say in the matter anyway.

“
I’m going to lead you out,
and you will be chauffeured to the hotel for the event. The gentleman
you will be escorting is Mr. Chanter, he’s one of the policemen in
this fine country who have ‘diversified’ their portfolio and are
into other things.”

As she walked me out, I went
over the directions in my head and hoped I would remember all of
them.

The hotel was grand, and the
sight of the men and women dressed in fancy attire made me feel a
little more secure as I believed I would blend right in. The doorman
was courteous, and held the door open as I passed through. The
security for the gentleman I was escorting took me to a small
ballroom and opened a large, grand door.

The party inside was smaller
than I expected. There were more girls there who looked like me; my
ethnicity and my age. Mr. Chanter appeared, grinning like a Cheshire
cat, and extended his hand to me. We walked to a table at the back of
the room and sat.

“
Your name is Akemi am I
right?”

“
Yes sir, that’s my name.”

“
And what are you going to do
for me tonight, Akemi?”

“
Whatever you need me to Mr.
Chanter.”

“
Call me Bill, please. We are
going to go up to the room soon, and we will see what exactly is
‘whatever.’ ”

He smiled, I smiled back and he
stroked my arm. I was getting more and more worried that I wouldn’t
be able to live up to my promise. The room was not brightly lit like
the lobby, rather, it was dark and shady with only tall, ornate lamps
shedding dim light. We were not alone in the room. Another young
woman and an older man were on the bed while we sat on the couch.
Bill sipped his drink and offered me one. I graciously declined. The
performance before me was shocking my senses, and I feared what was
happening to the girl on the bed, would soon be my fate too.

The man had a big gut,
protruding like a beach ball, and I wondered if he could see his
penis unless he looked in the mirror. The girl was on her stomach and
her ass was in the air. The man, wearing boxers, had a surprisingly
large penis that stuck out through the hole at the front. He was
reaching under her, fondling her breasts and rubbing her ass at the
same time. Bill was drawing closer to me, and my personal space was
being invaded. As the scene before us unfolded, Bill started to
massage his hardening dick and I tried to ignore him.

The girl on the bed was making
noises, but I couldn’t tell if it was from pleasure or pain. She
was saying his name repeatedly and moving her ass back and forth as
though imagining him inside her. Standing behind her, he spread her
ass cheeks and her pussy was exposed. He placed two fingers inside
her, and her moans increased.

Was he hurting her? I was still
a virgin and this was the first time I understood what intercourse
entailed. He moved his fingers in and out of her and her nipples
stiffened. With an oily finger, he entered her ass and she made a
different noise, while clutching frantically at the bed sheets. A
slap reverberated the room as his palm connected with her ass cheek,
and I could see the imprint of his fingers. He was telling her to, “
shut up and take it.”

It didn’t seem that she was
understanding his instructions because she moaned louder and louder.
He climbed on the bed, and aligned his rock solid cock with her
mouth. He never gave her a chance to open it, and surged forward with
aggression and force. As she gagged on his shaft, she reached down
and fingered her still wet slit.

I could see it dripping and she
seemed to be enjoying herself. Bill was speaking to me and I glanced
around to see him reclining, stroking his recently revealed cock.

“
Akemi, it’s time to do what
you promised. I want you to do exactly what she’s doing. Are you
ready?”

Our heads both snapped around as
a high pitch sound escaped from the perspiring man. He was sliding
into her dripping passage, and apparently it was taking his pleasure
to a new level. The girl began to crawl away and he snatched her back
by the waist. “Bitch, you are going to take this dick … all of
it.”

She responded: “yes, yes, I
will take it. I will take it.”

He was gripping her ass and
pummeling away into her. His tummy giggled as he thrust forward, and
a slapping sound emitted from them as his stomach connected with her
ass. He pulled back her hair and wrapped it around his arm like a
rope. Using it as a reign, he dragged her head back until she
couldn’t close her mouth. Her eyes widened as the ferocity of his
strokes increased along with his grunts.

I saw his fingers lock into
place as the climax crept up on him. His now red face twisted into
various expressions as he cried, “oh fuck, I’m about to come.”

Without being told she pushed
herself off the throbbing dick and spun around to receive his load
straight in the face. “Drink it honey, it’s the best thing a girl
like you will ever taste.” As she licked it from her lips I was hit
with the reality that I was expected to duplicate this performance.

Bill was laughing at my facial
expression. “Don’t worry Akemi, I chose you because I knew that
you would be tight. I like virgins you know. It’s always a good
experience to pick a nice ripe cherry like you.”

He was kissing my neck now and
trying to free my breasts from the protection of my clothing. I
couldn’t do this. This wasn’t where I wanted to be and I didn’t
want to fuck anyone. I wanted to go back to the cooking and cleaning
I was doing for my host family. The white girl Bella that I attended
to, was my friend and I was sure she missed me. I wanted to go back
to her house and disappear.

Bill surely didn’t want to
hear my ramblings and ignored the distressed look on my face. My body
was acting on its own accord. I had no idea that my hand had slapped
Bill across the cheek, it was a reflex action to guard myself against
people like him. He was more than angry when he recovered.

“
Bitch, do you know how much
money I paid for you? You will do as I say and give me that tight,
little cunt tonight or I will simply take it anyway. You have no say
in the matter. You are just pussy for sale, and I suggest you start
to act like it.”

I was crying now, shaking my
head back and forth, but the word ‘no’ refused to escape my lips.
He motioned to the man on the bed to come over. “Help me with this
one. She thinks she’s special and we will have to teach her a
lesson.”

The girl sat up and smiled.
“Don’t worry love, you will like it.”

Both men lifted me onto the bed
and Bill stripped down to his underwear. He was in better shape than
the other man, but still nothing pretty to look at. His legs were
thin and spindly and his tummy, though smaller than the man’s, was
round and paunch. They were ready to fuck, but not for my fight. He
instructed his friend to hold my hands in place and proceeded to
strip off my new, shiny dress.

The girl sat on the edge of the
bed, smoking a cigarette and laughing. From the look in her eyes, I
knew she was a dead soul. With my pussy exposed I felt vulnerable,
but as the man held my hands in position above my head, Bill forced
my legs further apart. The girl joined in unsolicited. I saw an evil
grin spread across the men's faces as she approached. “Let me make
it wet for you gentlemen.”

I wriggled to get free, but my
efforts were futile. I never had been interested in women, and I
surely didn’t want to be tasted by one.

She used her thumb and
forefingers to spread my lower lips, and searched for something. As
she maneuvered her fingers, she studied my face for a reaction. When
I sharply inhaled she knew she had located my clit. I didn’t want
to enjoy this, but the sensation was like no other. Her rough tongue
circled the nub of flesh and sent tremors through my body. With her
lips shining, she sat up and smiled. “Gentlemen, she’s all
yours.”

He was not gentle.

I felt the head of his dick
resting on my slit, and I held my breath. The man was laughing and
chucking above my face where he held my hands. The sight of a woman
eating me aroused him, and he was hard again. He and Bill moved in
tandem; as Bill tried to enter my virgin hole, the other man sought
to enter my mouth. He was an over zealous person, and forcefully
thrust forward, landing his large cock in my throat. He didn’t
move, he just stayed there, and I writhed, searching for breath. Bill
too surged forward,and the pain blinded me.

Being deprived of air and having
my pussy ripped open proved too much for me. I fluttered my eyes
open and tried to focus on my surroundings, but I knew I was fading.
Bill attacked me with a vengeance and as he thrust the pain
increased. As my world turned to darkness I heard the men laughing.
“Look at the little slut, she’s passing out. It’s a pity, I’m
going to fuck her just the same.”

As I came to, I became aware of
the burning pain in my lower stomach, and Mis Jay’s face as she
leaned over me. “It’s ok Akemi, I knew you would wake up, wake
up, wake up...”

Chapter 4

I was back to reality and laying
on a couch in a familiar room. Camilla was there, wiping my face with
an already soaked cloth. I became aware of the dampness under my
head, and realized that it was from my own sweat. I raised my hand to
my cheek and looked at my fingers, and saw the blackness of the
mascara that streaked my face. I wanted to get up, and I wanted to
run. Run away from the demons that seemed to haunt my life at every
turn, the demons that raped me and stole my soul, the demons that
were now emerging from the woodwork with another dreaded puzzle piece
from my past.

Camilla was offering me a glass
of water, and I took it without looking at her face. I was
embarrassed that I had such a sordid past and as such, a stained
character.

“
Akemi, you have been through
so much. I have to commend you for being brave enough to go back to
that encounter. I think we at least know who the father of your baby
is. Was there anyone else you slept with in that time?”