Attorney/Dominatrix

Warning: This story is pure fiction and contains mature content not suitable for young readers aka explicit language, graphic sex scenes and BDSM of course.

Katill White has worked her entire life for this moment. At thirty recently divorced she will be one of the youngest council members and one of the best attorneys in Atlanta but only one thing stands in her way or rather only one person.

Raphael aka "The Poet" Shaw at twenty-eight he is a poetic, brilliant and cocky attorney from Washington that challenges her like no one else and she wants him.

She wants him as her submissive because she is a dominatrix. This is the case of pleasure overwhelming business. The penalty a ruined career or a broken heart.

Enjoy Attorney/Dominatrix ;)

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Prologue:

Katill White:

In her young life she learned one important lesson and that was getting what you wanted wasn't easy, it took time, patience and it meant guarding your feelings and heart. That was one of the many things she was best at.

Katill stood behind her desk admiring the view her office on the top floor provided her with. It was calming watching the sun illuminate over the city of Atlanta. Watching people move busily through the streets and cars hurry to get to their destinations. She continued to gaze out the window not even bothering to turn around when her young intern Samantha entered.

Samantha was around eighteen and one of the brightest interns she ever had. She was always ready with a planner, she's never late and knew when to schedule meetings on a daily basis. At 5'2 she was tiny with olive tan skin, light brown eyes and short dyed jet black hair which was always tied in a bun or in a ponytail. She dressed in the occasional black skirt with a white button up shirt that was tucked neatly into her waist.

"Ms White the bosses have scheduled a meeting and are requesting all the attorneys on this floor to attend" she said as she diligently wrote something down. Letting out a sigh Katill turned away from the view and nodded for Samantha to leave.

Katill wasn't in the mood for a meeting especially when she had a lot on her mind. The council hadn't returned any of her emails accepting her position to become a member. Her cases for today were stacked up to a very high amount and worst of all Johnny her ex husband had been calling her nonstop for the past few days wanting to talk about other settlements and the worst of all her last one nights stands had been dragging lately. Even though she wasn't one for plain vanilla sex she had been lonely after the divorce a year ago and when men presented the promise of toe-curling-rock- my world sex she accepted which always left her feeling bored and completely unsatisfied.

One of the reasons why her marriage had ended quickly because Johnny couldn't keep his dick in his pants even if you stapled it to his damn belt and she was a dominatrix. She craved BDSM; her entire sex life depended on the feeling of having dominance over someone, the power to give them pleasure or deny it had her moaning softly with need. It had been a long time since she had a submissive since college. Johnny was a cheater and not submissive material; she craved a man who had no problem with being controlled. He needed to be strong all man but quiver under her touch; she would spend hours maybe even days sexually torturing his body.

She bit her lip thinking of all the sexually naughty things she would do if she had a submissive but until then it was one night stands which equaled vanilla sex. Shaking away her repressed sexual thoughts she gathered up her briefcase and headed towards the bosses office for the meeting.

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She entered the room which held a large glass table centered right in the middle with few plush black chairs which held some of the attorneys she worked with.