An Angel Exposed [Safeword LLC 3] (Siren Publishing Sensations)
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Safeword LLC 3
An Angel Exposed
Amy Bousch has no choice but to seek out the services of Safeword LLC. Faking a two-month vacation through Europe to get away from her controlling and overprotective brothers, Amy hopes that a placement in the hands of the right Dominants will confirm her inner beliefs that she’s a sub whom desires exhibition.
When Chad Westworth and Alec Brewer walk through the doors of Safeword LLC, she comes very close to walking out. They are friends of her brothers, and although she’s done her best to hide her attraction to them over the years, Amy fears their entangled past will get them all in hot water.
Her brothers’ reactions aren’t the only thing that Amy needs to worry about, as Alec’s past rears its ugly head and threatens their future. Once the truth is exposed, Chad and Alec are left wondering if they’ve lost the angel of their dreams.
Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre
Length: 51,551 words
AN ANGEL EXPOSED
Safeword LLC 3
Peyton Elizabeth
SIREN SENSATIONS
Siren Publishing, Inc.
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AN ANGEL EXPOSED
Copyright © 2013 by Peyton Elizabeth
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AN ANGEL EXPOSED
Safeword LLC 3
PEYTON ELIZABETH
Copyright © 2013
Chapter One
Amaryl Bousch looked down at the contract in her hand. Two men? She placed one hand over her abdomen as butterflies started to flutter their wings in her stomach. Maybe now was the time to reconsider what she believed to be a well-thought-out plan. What was she thinking? The minute her brothers figured out that her two-month vacation was really a two-month introduction into the lifestyle of BDSM, they’d probably threaten to have Safeword LLC burned to the ground.
“Amy, do you have any other questions?” Kennedy Van Camp asked, using Amaryl’s nickname. Her full name was only used when her brothers had an issue with something she had done that they disapproved of. She’d heard it a lot over the years, she thought wryly, and suspected she’d hear it again at the end of her two-month contract. “I want to make certain that you have no doubts.”
Ms. Van Camp settled back comfortably into her plush office chair, as if what was about to happen was an everyday ordinary event. Did the woman not realize what this piece of paper signified? No, she probably didn’t. As the owner and operator of Safeword LLC, Ms. Van Camp was undoubtedly used to dealing with women who had excessive experience in the lifestyle. While Amy had been around BDSM most of her adult life, she wouldn’t label herself high on the experience level.
“A lot,” Amy replied, unable to prevent her voice from trembling. “I, uh, just need a moment to sort them all out.”
When Amy had been given the name of Safeword LLC, a placement agency that places submissive women with the appropriate Dominants, she hadn’t realized that the s on Dominants actually meant plural. She’d had dinner with Ms. Van Camp weeks prior to this meeting and had been given specifics as to how her placement would work should she sign a contract. Actually seeing it in writing was something totally different. Two men? One would think three weeks would be enough to digest that information, but it wasn’t.
Amy’s mind immediately went to Chad and Alec, her brothers’ friends. She knew they played with subs together. Heck, they did everything together when Alec wasn’t on one of his painting sprees. She only knew that because of the conversations they’d had over the years. It wasn’t like she was friends with them, and really, why was she even thinking about them now? Was it because she was being placed with two men? Or was it the artwork in Ms. Van Camp’s office, so like the pieces in her brothers’ kink club? If she wasn’t mistaken, they could be Alec’s paintings.
Amy tried to focus on the contract in her hand. She could find nothing that was incompatible with what she and Ms. Van Camp had discussed weeks ago. She’d signed a medical release form, submitted an application that required more information than the CIA would probably need, and cleared her calendar for the next two months. This hadn’t been a spur-of-the-moment decision, so why was she now hesitating?
Oh, that’s right, Amy thought, maybe having two over-protective brothers who would no doubt use extreme measures to keep her locked up in some conceptual bubble had something to do with it. They seemed to have a hard time accepting that she was twenty-nine. Or maybe it simply came down to finally having what she dreamed of at the tips of her fingers and she was scared to actually grab hold.
“Per your request, I’ve taken every measure to ensure that it looks as if you’re on a two-month tour of Europe.”
Amy tilted her head, looking at the man w
ho was also sitting in one of the two guest chairs in front of Ms. Van Camp’s desk. James Calihan was the Chief Security Officer at Safeword LLC. From what she understood, he was to help make certain that the submissives were in safe hands as well as enforce the contracts. Considering Mr. Calihan was also aiding her in misleading her brothers, Amy had a feeling that his job responsibilities varied somewhat.
“Thank you,” Amy said, buying herself time as she studied the only two people in the room.
Ms. Van Camp reminded her of a modern day Katherine Hepburn with classic cheekbones and blue eyes that seemed to be made of ice. Her lips were painted red with precise detail and her auburn hair was pulled back in a severe twist. She carried herself with grace and confidence, yet her bearing held some underlying armor that dared anyone to try to penetrate it. Ms. Van Camp had a reputation that preceded her and considering that Amy worked in a kink club one state away, that was saying a lot.
As for James Calihan, Amy’s first thought was that he was a retired football player. Any man with that build had to be some type of professional athlete, yet the more she got to know him, the more of a mystery he became. He carried scars on the back of his hands, his neck was as big around as one of her thighs, and Amy was pretty sure he shaved his head on purpose. He definitely wasn’t someone that any intelligent person would mess with.
“I do have a question,” Amy said, looking down at the contract in her hand. She was trying hard not to wrinkle the papers, but her tight grip had already made a few creases. “Why are you willing to help me deceive my brothers?”
“You came to me for a reason, Amy.” Ms. Van Camp smiled. “All of my clients are important to me and it is my job to ensure that you are given what you need. You came to me, asking for my help. I don’t view it as lying. You asked for our support and as a client, we accommodated you. I must admit, your situation is different than most, but not to the point that I wouldn’t be able take you on as a client.”
“You mean, most people don’t have two brothers who control every aspect of their lives?” Amy asked, trying to inject some humor into the situation and failing miserably.
“Your brothers care for you,” James said.
“You aren’t being unreasonable in wanting your own life, Amy,” Ms. Van Camp responded in a soft voice, as if she understood. “Your brothers live the lifestyle, own the kink club where you work as their accountant, and do their best to shield you from what they view as unacceptable for their baby sister. But that doesn’t give them the right to assert their will about how you live your life. You’re twenty-nine years old. I applaud you for taking steps in discovering your desires and I know that if this works out for you, you’ll have the strength to tell them the truth.”
“I’ve tried to talk to them, to tell them that I need to explore this side of me, but they won’t listen. Josh and Tyler seem to think it’s a phase that’ll pass with time. They think that I’m just curious about what I see. When they find out—”
“Will be when you want them to find out.” Ms. Van Camp placed the pen she’d been holding between her French-manicured nails on the desk. “You’re a grown woman, Amy, taking control of your life. There is nothing wrong with that. You’re taking a two-month break to find out if your longings for being a submissive are true. There will come a time when you are truly ready to state your feelings to your brothers and they will accept this part of you. They will have no choice.”
“You wouldn’t place me with, well, with two Dominants if you thought I wasn’t submissive, would you?”
Amy knew what her sexual desires were, but that didn’t mean she would forego her personality. In everyday life, she made her own decisions and could be very opinionated. Sometimes she found that what she wanted sexually contradicted who she was as a person, but then she would catch glimpse of a submissive on her knees in front of her Master with adoration written all over her face, and Amy would have given anything to be in her place.
Ms. Van Camp let out a light laugh. “Let me assure you, Amy, that I am very good at my profession. If you are asking if I see submissive qualities in you, then I will answer you. Yes. But every sub is different in their wants and desires. These two months are being provided for your self-discovery. But that doesn’t mean that I’m always one hundred percent correct.”
Amy could have sworn she heard a small cough come from Mr. Calihan, but when she quickly looked his way, his five o’clock shadow was still set in stone. She’d heard from a few women that Ms. Van Camp had an uncanny way of knowing exactly where to place a sub. Amy hoped that she was one of them. But why must she accept two men? Again, her butterflies took flight. Images of Chad and Alec came to mind. Damn it! She rubbed her forehead and then swiped her hair behind her ear.
“Why two?” Amy asked, not intending her question to have been blurted out like that, but unable to stop herself.
“It’s been my experience that when placing a submissive, two Dominants are better at introducing a novice, such as yourself. Being bound or participating in a scene can be overwhelming at first and by having two sets of eyes and ears, the subtle signs you give off have doubled the chance of being read properly. Dominants aren’t perfect. They’re human and even make a few mistakes.”
Amy wondered if Ms. Van Camp spoke from personal experience, but she wasn’t about to ask. It was too personal and she was positive Ms. Van Camp wouldn’t answer anyway. Amy looked around the office, seeing the corporeal nature in each piece of artwork. They definitely had to be his, Alec’s. Each picture was black and white, with a dash of color evident within. Was it personal taste for Ms. Van Camp or more for professional décor?
Amy knew that Chad owned an art gallery in Chicago. Had Ms. Van Camp made the purchases from him? Did she know him personally? And why did it matter? She shifted in her chair and tried to focus on the conversation at hand.
“Do you ever place a woman with one man?” Amy asked, doing her best to delay the inevitable. She knew she would sign the contract. She sought out the services of Safeword LLC for a purpose, and she wasn’t backing away now. But knowing that in a few moments she would be placed into the hands of two men who would train her to be their submissive was causing those butterflies to feel like they needed to escape.
“I’ve been known to make exceptions, but it’s on a case-by-case basis. There are many benefits to having two Dominants and that doesn’t just include novices. With the clientele that utilizes my services, there are times when business interferes and calls away the attention of a particular Master. This ensures that the sub, although not always, has the attention of at least one.”
“And these…Dominants…that you’ve chosen for me, why? Why them?”
By this point, Mr. Calihan had covered his mouth with his hand in an obvious attempt to hide his smile. Amy blushed, knowing that he was well aware of her stalling tactic. She quickly averted her eyes. How many more questions could she come up with without looking like an idiot? She figured she’d already hit that point.
“I feel they match you in terms of your needs and theirs.”
“Um, this may sound ridiculous, but I don’t even know what my wants and needs are.”
“I beg to defer,” Ms. Van Camp said, gesturing toward a folder on her desk. “Your application clearly states your soft and hard limits, along with your thoughts on what you might find arousing. If I’m not mistaken, exhibition was one of those things.”
If there was any doubt that Amy was blushing before, the heat emanating from her cheeks was a dead giveaway that she was now. Ms. Van Camp was talking like Mr. Calihan wasn’t even in the room. She shifted in her seat, aware that her ladylikeness had been put on display so to speak and was not quite sure how to react. Was this a test?
“The men that I have chosen to place you with have similar interests. They are waiting to meet you as we speak. They are aware of the two safe words you’ve chosen. Audit for your personal safe word, which will only halt a scene. You may then talk over your fears or concern
s with your Dominants. Monarch is your safe word should you choose to break your contract. Do you have any questions regarding these safe words?”
“No,” Amy said, taking a deep breath.
“Are you prepared to meet your Masters?”
This was it. This was the moment where one life-altering decision came to fruition. For years she’d watched as her brothers led the lives they wanted, while doing their best to keep her under lock and key. When she had been offered a job with a large accounting firm in New York City after college, Amy had all but blackmailed them into letting her run the books for their kink club just to be close to the lifestyle. They got what they wanted by having her around to watch over, and she was able to be near the life she coveted. The death of their parents while she was in high school had been hard on them all, but it seemed to be the go-ahead switch for Josh and Tyler to become strict father figures. There were times she could use that to her advantage, and there were other times, like now, that it only kept her back from living the life she wanted. And she wanted this.
“Yes,” Amy answered, albeit shakily. She’d come this far. She wasn’t backing down now. “I’m ready.”
Ms. Van Camp nodded toward Mr. Calihan, who stood up in a somewhat rumpled suit and walked behind her to where the office door was located. If that suit had been on any other man, he would have appeared unkempt, yet all that she could think of was that Mr. Calihan carried it off in a sensual manner. Amy shook her head, knowing that it was just her nerves getting to her. She watched as he turned the knob and opened the door.