Attorney/Dominatrix

Chapter Four

Author Note: I know I've been making him call her master when the correct term is mistress, that wasn't a mistake the term master background story to why he prefers master over mistress. Also calling a woman master is kinda sexy. Any way Enjoy 😘

Raphael:

He strode into the office with the widest grin from ear to ear because he couldn't stop thinking about what happened between him and his master. Last night had been so damn good not even close to what he had been expecting so that made it even better. The way she moved, moaned and ordered him around made his cock ache even more for her. She was a challenge. A real challenge and he couldn't wait till later for more.

He entered one of the spare offices he was assigned until he came to a decision then closed the door behind him. He changed his clothes back at the hotel and restocked his briefcase with new cases before he came to work. His priority was to stay busy so he wouldn't get hard thinking about Katill.

The door to his office swung open wide as Mr Smith walked in then closed it behind him.

"Raphael good to see you at work son" he grinned widely extending his hand and he shook it firmly.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be in sir?" He responded innocently then watched in satisfaction as Mr Smith carefully chose his words.

"Well after our discussion yesterday. I-I was sure you would be on the first plane back to Washington" he admitted honestly.

"Mr Smith I don't let my personal feelings get in the way of my work. You called me down here to see if I can do my job properly and I can, so if you want to see it first hand then accompany me to my first case".

"What's the case?"

"A woman attempted to kill her boyfriend and his lover" he said making Mr Smith very interested as he asked

"Are you prosecution?"

"Defense" he replied as they walked out of the office and headed to the courthouse.

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A courthouse was his sanctuary; a place where he easily ruled because of how he interacted with a jury. He had to admit, he could swoon any jury with the right words and the right smile.

He sat calmly at the defense table consoling the sobbing woman who was on trial for attempted murder/ assault. The prosecution made her seem like a viscous unstable animal but he could easily reverse that; it was his job. He handed her another tissue, she thanked him quietly but continued to sob. He didn't focus much on her but on the prosecution as they made their sorry excuse of a closing statement.

"As the jury, are you really going to let this deadly woman get away with the crime of almost ending lives. A one year sentence is too good for her this criminal deserves to rot in jail and as the prosecution we beg you to not let this woman get away with this" the attorney finished shooting Raphael a scowl before he took his seat. He stifled a sly chuckle because it was his turn. As defense his job was to prove that his client was the victim; he would do that.

"Is the defense ready to give their closing statement?" the judge asked.

"Yes your honor" he replied standing up then walking over to the jury. He took a deep breath and began his closing statement.

"The worst pain in the world goes beyond physical. Even further beyond any other emotional pain one can feel. It is the betrayal of a friend, a family member or this case a lover"- Heather Brewer. Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury you have heard the prosecution spin a fairy tale for you casting my client as the villain, but they weren't suppose to do that. The prosecution gave a story instead of the facts and the facts of this case are as follows" he began listing the facts one by one and some of what his client said in her testimony then from there on, it was smooth sailing.