The Closet Domme Ch. 21

A lonely New Year's Eve passed with a modest amount of drinking on Jacky's part and a quiet night of watching movies on TV. Her adventures with Sable the day before had sated her, and somehow allowed her to find some peace tonight.

The next day brought the eager new angel's first message. He had waited exactly two days before sending her a message. It made her smile at the thought of him having something to look forward to over his holiday. Perhaps she had done her good deed. Of course, now she wanted to use Sable to get her fill, but a good deed was still a good deed right?

"Thank you again, may I see you at least one more time?" Sable's text was self-deprecating in its tone. It made Jacky wonder what skeletons were in his closet. This poor man had resorted to book stores to get back on the dating scene again.

"I would like to come over to your place on Monday at 7pm. What is your address?" She was forceful in the way she spoke to him. It was not a question or a request, and she wanted to be clear with Sable about the dynamic of their interactions from the beginning. This was not a time where she could handle another Juan in her life.

Sable was quick to text her not only the address, but a few additional notes about how to get to his apartment and where she could park, etc. He was obviously eager to have her come over.

"See you on Monday." Jacky left her message there and Sable did not respond. She felt free to be with him on her terms and let him figure out where his breaking point was. Jacky did not see Sable as a rebound, but a full birth of her Domme

With no work to go to, Jacky enjoyed her peaceful time at home to read and prepare herself for the upcoming week of catching up. The Holidays were a wonderful time to see family and have a little relaxation, but the first week back always made you wish you had never left at all.

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Monday was insane as expected. It helped her get through the day thinking about her upcoming play time with Sable, though. That anticipation seemed to take the edge off of all the pressing deadlines she had before her.

She spent the afternoon reviewing her motion to be filed for Steven that week. After considering all the options, Steven had still refused to accept any offer that required him to set foot in a jail. Jacky assured him that he was going to jail, whether he liked it or not. His ego would not allow this to sink in, though. So, the only option she had left was to try to file a motion to suppress some of the evidence in his case. Jacky figured that if it did nothing else it would at least delay the inevitable until this client decided to face reality.

As she put the final editing notes on her motion, Jacky glanced at the clock and it was already 6:15. She had to hurry if she was going to get across town to see Sable. Apparently he lived in quite a nice neighborhood. Unfortunately, he lived in a built in garage, so the nice neighborhood was not entirely his to claim.

Jacky put the marked up brief on Brenda's desk as she walked out. Brenda knew already that it was to go back to the law clerks for edits, so the fact that she had already gone home was not enough to have Jacky stay and write a note. Instead, she strode out of her office building that day with her head held high. She paused to look over at Oliver's usual desk on her way by, but he had already left. Her grin widened as she recalled all their fun times together and she made her way to the car.

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"I'm so happy you wanted to see me again. Come in please Lady J." Jacky entered Sable's apartment. It was small, being in a garage this wasn't surprising, with hardly any furniture or character. His kitchen was a mess with dishes stacked in the sink. She stopped as soon as he closed the door.

"Angel, how dare you invite your lady over and not clean your place. This is not acceptable." The cloak of the Domme was already upon her. Unlike her dynamic with Juan, she intended to be very clear with Sable on what was expected of him. She had been this way with Dean and with Oliver and somehow it had made the understanding clear in the beginning.

"Oh, I am so sorry Lady J, I....." Jacky walked up to Sable and put her index finger on his lips silencing him.

"If you want a lady to enjoy seeing you, then you should always have your apartment tidy. Now, this time, you get a pass, but it will be the last time you see me if it is this messy again. Do you understand dear?" Sable nodded, looking appreciative of her comments.

Jacky felt like a goddess. She had talked to him as an instructor. She supposed he wanted to "learn the ropes," and so it really was her place. In a way, she felt bad for Sable. He seemed lost. She wondered how long it had been since he had even had a date, let alone had a girl come to his place. This poor angel of hers needed to be taught more than just how to be a good toy.

"Clear a seat for me angel, and take my coat." Sable was quick to obey. He had only two pieces of furniture in the area she presumed was his living room. He immediately chose to clear out a black leather chair. It looked comfortable, and more importantly not stained as the grey cloth couch next to it was. This boy was truly lost, but at least he was trying.

After picking up the clothes he had tossed in the chair, Sable was quick to return to her and he stood waiting. She realized then that he was considering how to approach her to take her coat. It made her smile to have that much power over him.

"Can I take your coat, my lady?" She sensed his excitement even in that moment that he was about to be allowed to touch her.

"Yes, angel, take it gently though, from behind me please." Sable was gentle in a quite endearing way. His hands moved to her shoulders to pull her trench coat down her arms. She felt a tremble in his fingers as they grazed along her skin. It was exciting to feel her presence affect him like this. She had wanted a willing man like him for far too long.

Sable stepped back when he was done, and moved to a coat rack just inside his door. How funny, Jacky mused. This man had such a tiny place and everything was in disarray, but he had a coat rack where not only her trench coat was placed, but a few other jackets hung.

"Now, angel, tell me what you imagined this evening?" It was a test to her. She wanted to see how Sable would respond to her asking for his intentions.

"Lady J, I want to please you, any way you would like. You made me feel incredible the other day, and well I'm yours to do what you would like." He was blushing and shy; fumbling his words out as he rang his hands together like a child.

"Perfect, angel, perfect. I think you should rub my feet and make me feel good tonight." Jacky strode over to the chair and sat. She still wore her skirt and button-down sleeveless from work as well as her heels. They were short, but still made her look commanding, at least in the way she wore them right now.

Sable spared no time. He skittered to his bathroom and came back with a bottle of lotion. It was generic lotion from some pharmacy somewhere, but Jacky appreciated that he was quick to anticipate her needs.

His return was to an immediate place on the floor where Sable sat down and started to remove each of Jacky's shoes in turn. He dribbled lotion on her left foot and started to massage it ever so gently. Sable, apparently, was quite good at this. His hands were not too firm and not too gentle. Jacky smiled pleasantly as she watched him rub every inch of her foot meticulously.

Sable spent nearly half an hour on her left foot before moving to her right to continue his careful efforts. Jacky was in heaven. She had not only found a submissive toy, who wanted to be trained, but she had also found a great masseuse.

"Would you like me to continue my lady?" His question roused her from her relaxed bliss.

"Sable, what do you do for a living? And, where did you learn to massage like that?" Jacky was looking into his smiling face in sheer admiration and wonder. He had surprised her, and it made her want to know more about him. What an adorable toy he could become.

"Oh, I'm a physical therapist. I do massages as part of my job sometimes. Was it good enough for you my lady." Bingo! Sable was just the toy she needed right now.

"It was delicious angel. Stand up, and hand me the lotion." Sable jumped at her invitation. He stood up before her and held out the bottle without a second's hesitation.

Jacky did not take it at first, instead using the opportunity to undo the button and zipper on Sable's pants. He was hard already as she reached his cotton briefs. That would have to be another day's discussion, she thought. Those briefs simply would not do if he wanted to impress anyone.

Her fingers moved his briefs down, freeing his erection for her to admire. When she took the lotion from his waiting hand, she heard Sable sigh. He had been waiting for her touch. He was willing to do anything for it she presumed. What a good little toy.

A little lotion in her palm, and she was upon him, her hand gingerly sliding over his head and down his shaft. Sable's moaning started almost instantly. She liked having this effect on him; it made her feel beautiful in that apartment. As she stroked over Sable's cock again and again, he moaned lightly. His gaze was fixed on her eyes, taking her image in as she moved. Her pussy got moist at the sight of sweat beads erupting on her angel's upper lip.

"Do you like that sweetness?" Sable did not speak, but nodded quickly as he looked at her. She paused grabbing a little more lotion as his shaft grew drier. She wanted this to be wonderful and gentle for this sweet little angel of hers.

The noises coming from Sable grew louder as she continued and soon precum began to drizzle from his tip. How delicious, she thought as she captured it. It was soon part of the lubricant allowing her hand to slide over his head easily.

Jacky watched carefully as Sable's cock grew harder in her hand. Veins emerged subtly from the sides as the volume of his noises increased. An inspiration hit her then. The small glass coffee table behind Sable was nearly empty and she couldn't help but remember how nice it was to see Oliver's cum splattered across his dining room table.

"Angel, I want you to turn around and kneel next to your coffee table." Sable turned instantly and stepped forward two steps allowing him to kneel before his coffee table as he went to the floor.

Jacky stood up and walked to the other end of the coffee table so she could get the full view of this lovely show made just for her.

"Finish for me Sable, paint the glass with that wonderful cum of yours." Her words excited her and she could feel the wetness roll from her pussy as she stood there watching him.

His right hand went to his cock almost instantly and he started to stroke as he gazed at her. She watched all of him and saw his eyes crinkle after a few more strokes. She loved the sound of his hand rubbing along that shaft. His breathing becoming ragged as did hers. He didn't have to touch her; her pussy was growing wetter just from this lovely show.

"Oh, I'm...I'm gonna....I......aaaahhhhhh!" Sable's cum shot across his table as his moan continued. More and more cum erupted from him. As he finished, the last bit gathered in a puddle just beneath his cock.

Jacky walked back to him, moving so she stood behind her little Sable. Her hands found his head running her fingers through his hair. He froze in his position, enjoying her attention.

"Good boy angel. On Friday you are going to make me cum. I will be here at 9pm, and this apartment will be clean. It will smell nice, and you will be freshly showered. Do you understand my sweet angel?" Her words were heavy with her excitement. She wanted to have her orgasm tonight, but did not want to reward him with that just yet.

"Yes, Lady J, and thank you." With his words Jacky stepped back into her heels and left his apartment grabbing her coat on the way out.

She left Sable's apartment as a full Domme that night. She had no hesitation and no doubt any longer. This was who she was meant to be and Sable accepted it without questioning and without trying to take control. He would do nicely, her sweet angel.

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By Thursday night, her motion was finished and ready to be filed on Friday when she had court with Steven again. It wasn't until Brenda put the final touches on it and placed a manila folder containing all the required copies that Jacky remembered what else tomorrow would be. It would be first time she had seen Juan in court since she let him go. As she sat in her office, a million thoughts about what she was going to say ran through her head.

She was still going through those scenarios as she tried to sleep later that night. Jacky knew this day was coming, but with the introduction of Sable into her world, somehow it had melted into the background. Now, it would be unavoidable. She would have to face Juan tomorrow and could only hope that things would be okay.

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Friday morning was not welcome as Jacky awoke from only a few hours of sleep. For some reason, her brain could not let her rest the night before. Juan had been dancing through her dreams all night, and she found herself wet already when she woke up. At least she knew that she would see Sable tonight, and hopefully get her fix then.

At her closet, she went back and forth between dressing sexy and dressing modestly. Part of her wanted to make Juan drool at her appearance, and the other part of her wanted to make him lose interest. In the end, her Domme won and she put on a short black skirt with a bright green shirt. She chose to dominate this man as much as she could once more. Her patent leather black heels completed the look, and she was ready to go and see the mysterious deputy once more.

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Outside the courtroom, Steven was his usual smug self, but his anxiety was quenched when she let him know that she was filing a motion to suppress in an attempt to move closer to the resolution that he wanted.

Steven opened the door in front of her, and Jacky walked in, briefcase on her arm and completely calm from all outward appearances. She scanned the room, and sure enough a set of piercing brown eyes met hers from the Deputy's desk. Jacky smiled cordially and gestured for Steven to sit down. She made her way up to Tala and signed her name as usual before turning to take her customary seat.

"Good morning counselor." His voice made her heart speed up instantly. She had secretly hoped that he would have no effect on her now that she had taken her fill of what she wanted from him, and yet her body refused to listen.

"Same to you Deputy, how are you doing today?" Her casual banter hid her excitement well. She could smell him though, a telling sign that he was at least sweating a little.

"I could be better, you?" His eyes looked into hers full of words.

"I'm doing well actually." She smiled, her eyes saying a lot too.

"I never see you at that bar anymore. I'm glad you are doing alright." What was he getting at she wondered. Had he been hoping to see her?

"I've been busy, and yes I'm doing well. Hope you weren't looking too hard for me." She smiled at him, and raised her eyebrow wondering how he would respond. Her emphasis on the word "hard" was intentional as was her stare at him.

"I guess I was hoping we might chat some more. I.....I.....miss you." Juan leaned in with his last two words whispering them to her. His words surprised her and she took a moment to glance around the room to see if anyone else had heard them. Everyone seemed to be otherwise engaged, thankfully.

"I can't say the same....I've been pretty engaged since the last time I was there." Jacky looked at him trying to give him the full picture of what she meant without saying too much out loud.

Juan paused and then grabbed his yellow sticky pad. He jotted a quick note and passed it over to her on the calendar.

"I want to see you again, please Lady J."

"Ms. Frederick, you're up." Jacky stood grabbing the scribbled note and her briefcase. She crumpled the sticky up and put it in her bag on the way into the back room. She had been saved from answering him immediately.

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Her discussions in the back were much the same as before. Once she mentioned the motion she was about to file, the District Attorney seemed to look disgruntled. Perhaps, there were some issues there that even this man knew were fishy. Jacky smiled at his reaction, she loved that moment of calling the other attorney's bluff, and here in criminal court it seemed much more gratifying.

She had a smile on her face as she left chambers and returned to her mysterious deputy.

"No deputy, now if you will excuse me I am going to speak to my client. Would you keep an eye on my bag?" Jacky smiled at him, sweetly, trying to let him know as easily as she could that it had passed the point of no return with her.

"Sure." Juan spoke, the disappointment in his voice even in the one word statement.

Jacky walked out then to have another meaningless conversation with her client. His denial seeped in almost instantly as they walked towards the clerk's office so she could file her motion and return copies to the DA. She tried to focus on what he was saying and respond, but again all she wanted to do was slap some sense into Steven.

She was baffled at how clueless people could be. He had almost killed someone and yet he really believed that he did not deserve to be punished. This was exactly why he had committed this crime. She much preferred criminal clients that accepted their bad behavior and just asked her to mitigate the damage to their lives. The ones, like Steven, who wanted to say he was sorry and walk away made her life difficult.

Jacky was excited that she would have a new criminal case coming in next week, but it still did not relieve the sting of dealing with Steven right now.

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Re-entering the courtroom was a new chance for Juan to stare at her. She could tell that he had so much he wanted to say to her, and yet he couldn't in that room. Jacky felt bad for him, but at the same time knew that meeting him again would only prolong ending things.

As she moved her bag to sit down, Jacky saw a new yellow sticky note on her calendar inside. She pulled out her entire calendar and with it the note. She didn't read it at first, but instead flipped through her book looking to put the motion date on her calendar. January 28, there it was the next day she would probably see Juan and his desperate eyes. At least that gave her almost 3 weeks to continue playing and not thinking about him.

"I changed my mind, I'm yours. I can't stop thinking about you. Let's meet and talk so I can explain. I need you!" His words were bare laying out his emotions in a hope that she would respond.

She wanted to say yes, hell these were words that would have made a difference before she met Sable. He had changed her though, not in his chemistry with her or his emission of hotness like Juan. He changed her in his compliance. Jacky needed to dive deep into her Domme and she needed to nurture Sable. He was perfect for her right now, and Juan had been the opposite the last time they spoke. He had demands and boundaries.

"No." Jacky said one word and then sat in silence without looking at Juan. She felt his eyes on her and buried herself in her file to avoid those smoldering eyes. She wouldn't give in, not this time. Her line had been drawn in the sand and he had crossed it. She would not go back, not now.

A few minutes went by before the Judge was on the bench and calling cases. Still Jacky had said nothing more and had not made eye contact with the Deputy. The calendar moved quickly as the Judge continued case after case for various reasons. It made Jacky wonder how anything ever got done. After all, a handful of cases were continued for no discovery, then for investigation needed, then for further discussion. It all seemed like some sort of choreographed dance.