Taming His Mistress [Revised]

(10) NDA

Angeline's POV

Shadow meet me in my office in five

I texted Shadow as I walked into my closet. Scanning over my many Dom outfits, I tried to conjure up the look I was going for. Dress like my character huh. Nice going, Steve. Very nice. Seeing Jake with his submissive in training just made me want one. I couldn't after the last one I had. The last one I actually had a relationship with anyway. He went bat shit crazy. I don't know if I could ever put myself in that kind of situation again.

I picked out my favorite leather straps. It was a bit revealing so I got a black leather skirt to put over my jewels. Grabbing some heels I laid my outfit on my bed. Finally, I made my way to my office. I needed to prep Shadow for this dinner. Judging by his expression at Jake's I knew this was new to him. Of course, being my personal assistant he needs to get used to it. When I made it to my office I found it empty. I frowned and walked down the hall. The door to the library was ajar. Inside I found Shadow basically drooling at a bookcase.

"This isn't my office," I stated, making him jump.

"I... I.. S-sorry." He stuttered while looking around the room.

"Let's go," I said snapping him out of his reverie. I take it he likes books. That makes two of us. I stalked back towards my office and waited for Shadow to sit before I shut the door. Taking a seat I pulled out the NDA contract. I only use it for staff. While I'm widely known for being a Mistress, this is to protect my associates and friends as well. Most subs know that if they say anything I'll bury them.

"This is a Nondisclosure Agreement. I need you to sign it if you wish to work for me." I said sliding the paper over. He took it and grabbed a pen. Signing it without reading it. Just makes me want to bend him over my knee. Never sign anything without reading it. Of course, he probably didn't know that from being on the streets. I'm still not certain if I can trust this guy. Marylynn is never far behind and I can very much defend myself if necessary.

"Okay, I need to go over a few things before dinner. The people there are into BDSM and DDLG. Just like me. I am a Switch. However, I'm more of a dominant. Jake is dominant as well. Same for Marylynn.?" I began. "I do not require my staff to dress a certain way when attending these kinds of events. However, business attire is required everywhere unless given prior permission. Marylynn will be attending tonight's event with us. Any questions?" I paused and waited for him to ask what BDSM and DDLG was, and all of the other terms I just threw at him.

"So you're a Mommy Dom?" He asked, surprising me. I made sure to keep my expression blank as I answered him.

"Yes. I am." I said.

"Do you currently have a submissive?" He asked.

"No," I answered he nodded and was silent for a while.

"Do I have to wear a tux tonight?" He asked. I turned my head in confusion.

"It's either a tux or standard submissive uniform," I answered. I knew for sure he was submissive. No way in hell was he a dominant.

"Can I see what the uniform looks like?" He asked. Surprised, I nodded and stood. Like a good boy, he followed me out. I lead him down the hall to my playroom.

"Stay here," I told him. I unlocked the door and went inside. I grabbed what I needed and locked the room back up.

"Leather shorts, black combat boots, and a collar. Only subs with masters tend to wear a collar. My staff wears one specially made." I explained while handing the items to him. "However, if you were to wear this I require that you shave your legs."

"I would like to wear this tonight ma'am," He said. His politeness sparked something in me but I quickly pushed it away. I nodded and told him to be ready in two hours. During that time I was going to do some college work. I don't know why I'm putting myself through this torture. Oh yeah, I need my degree. I seem to be flying by on these courses. However, this particular college only lets me complete so much during a day. It's like it's designed to make sure I can't get ahead. Being already an expert in this field is both a curse and a blessing. After dinner tonight I planned to get a chapter in on my book. Well, at least try to.

Once my work was completed, I put my laptop away. I stripped my clothes and slipped on my leather straps. I remember when I needed help getting them on. Now I'm a pro. Marylynn would always tease me about it. Slipping on my heels I walked into the bathroom. Should I keep my hair up or down? Curled or straightened? The perks of being a woman. I decided on straightening it. It's been a while since I've done so. Plus my hair is long enough to cover my breasts in case I have a nip slip. It's not like I care but Steve will have a cow.

After I finished applying makeup I walked into the living room. Shadow was sitting on the couch reading a book. His pale legs were crossed. They were also hairy. I'll excuse this, just this once. He's taken in a lot since meeting me.

"Go shave your legs," I ordered. He looked up from his book and his mouth dropped open. I snapped my fingers at him and he scrambled off the couch. He disappeared upstairs and I bent over to pick up the book he left. It was in my library. It was also mine. It was the first book I've ever written. I remember how proud I was to get it published. He was almost finished with it. Damn, how fast does that boy read? Explains why he suddenly knew the terminology I was throwing at him.

"Damn sexy. Back that ass up." Marylynn said, making me roll my eyes. I saw she was wearing her leather outfit with her hair pinned back. She looked hot. I wish Richard could go but someone has to watch Ashton.

"Where's Shadow?" She asked.

"Shaving his legs. Any luck?" I asked.

"No. He passed the eval I gave him. Besides being terrified and anxious, he appears to be somewhat normal. No signs of any severe psychosis." She answered.

"Okay. He touched this book. Can you get any fingerprints off of it?" I handed her the book and she grabbed it from the sides carefully.

"I can try. I'm currently fighting the hospital to release his records and to allow me to run his blood through the system. Hopefully, that will provide us his identity." She informed me.

"Thank you. Will you bring the car? When he's done we'll be ready to go." I asked. She nodded and disappeared.

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