She was practicing law successfully at a big firm. Her cases were high profile and she was known to win them. She had a beautiful house, a fast car, a handsome boyfriend. But then she met him. When he was done with her, she had no money, no house, no self respect left. He made her his personal fucktoy, a slave to his every desire.
As she woke up this morning in a dimly lit room on an old, broken bed, she tried to figure out at which point she had acutally stopped submitting to him voluntarily and had become his property instead. When did her infatuation turn into desperation?
It all started with a picture. When his case file was sent over to her, there were the usual documents, testimonies and so forth. As she went through them, she suddenly paused. There was a picture of a naked man, lean, well built, in his 30s. Two blues eyes and a smiles drew her in. Then there was his thick shaft, half erect. It looked inviting.
“Why the hell is this picture in here?” she thought to herself. She took it out of the folder and put it in a drawer. Later that evening, before going home, she found herself taking out the picture again and looking at it for a long time. She did not want to admit it to herself, but she was captivated by him, a white collar criminal who had defrauded a series of banks.
They were due to meet next week. As the meeting came closer, she had mixed feelings. She was irritated, but also intrigued and somewhat turned on. Little did she know that at the end of her first meeting, she would be on her knees in front of him, licking his cum of his cock and of the floor. And yet, his grip on her started long before they met.
To be continued.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k1xn4t/the_seduced_lawyer_serial