I’ll make you cry! (one-shot)
Pretty graphic.
Don’t read this if this kind of content triggers you.
Karako Matsuno
wasn't up and rising lawyer in downtown Tokyo, moving from her small
city. Her eccentric court behavior was becoming well-known, and even
though judges were very annoyed by it she always got the job done and
got an innocent verdict for her defendants. Another thing that was
annoying and became more of a public spectacle is that if she wasn't
wearing something extravagant and outlandish and court, she was
wearing a men's suit.
There was something of a dress code, but everything she wore was so outlandish it was things that they would never even think to make rules against because they wouldn't think that anyone would want to wear such things in a courtroom. and there were no rules about who could and couldn't wear plain men's suits, because they were men's suits.
But she was definitely popular, and everyone wanted her to defend them, so her strategy was working for her, with no regard to the reactions of others. and she would just completely different, what anyone else would call "normal", out in public so no one would recognize her anyway.
She had a large extravagant office, that was mostly decked with blue and gold, and a lot of bookshelves even though they were mostly full of toys and trinkets instead of books. She didn't feel like she needed every wild book in her office library to make herself feel at home. She likes being surrounded by things that comforted her.
There was a light rapping at her door, and she called for whoever it was on the other side to come in, well she didn't look up from her paperwork. A very annoyed brown skin woman with long black dreads entered the room wearing what was very normal blue and black pinstripe skirt suit holding a thick law book. It seemed like a total contrast to Karako's light blue and gold pinstripe suit.
“What was that little display?” she said completely annoyed. “Which one?” she rebelled with a big grin. “I'm surprised that poor girl doesn't have a concussion from how hard you slapped her, and how much. But I don't know if I can frown on you any more than I can find at the people who let you do that to her.” “Ichimi will be fine as long as she's not behind bars. I got the innocent verdict!”
“Either you lost your damn marbles, are you enjoy assaulting that woman in front of everyone.” Karako looked up at her colleague with a Sly smirk, “If you play your cards right, you’re next.” “Have you tried shutting the fuck up? I think you should,” the woman said closing the door behind her and taking a seat in front of Karako’s desk.
“You really get off on what you can get away with. She's probably not going to file any kind of assault case against you because she's not getting the death penalty, but if I were her I would.” “Dear Angela, did you come here merely to congratulate me on my latest winning case, or do you have something more productive to discuss?” “Unfortunately for you I do. I'm having a hard time with another case.”
There was something of a dress code, but everything she wore was so outlandish it was things that they would never even think to make rules against because they wouldn't think that anyone would want to wear such things in a courtroom. and there were no rules about who could and couldn't wear plain men's suits, because they were men's suits.
But she was definitely popular, and everyone wanted her to defend them, so her strategy was working for her, with no regard to the reactions of others. and she would just completely different, what anyone else would call "normal", out in public so no one would recognize her anyway.
She had a large extravagant office, that was mostly decked with blue and gold, and a lot of bookshelves even though they were mostly full of toys and trinkets instead of books. She didn't feel like she needed every wild book in her office library to make herself feel at home. She likes being surrounded by things that comforted her.
There was a light rapping at her door, and she called for whoever it was on the other side to come in, well she didn't look up from her paperwork. A very annoyed brown skin woman with long black dreads entered the room wearing what was very normal blue and black pinstripe skirt suit holding a thick law book. It seemed like a total contrast to Karako's light blue and gold pinstripe suit.
“What was that little display?” she said completely annoyed. “Which one?” she rebelled with a big grin. “I'm surprised that poor girl doesn't have a concussion from how hard you slapped her, and how much. But I don't know if I can frown on you any more than I can find at the people who let you do that to her.” “Ichimi will be fine as long as she's not behind bars. I got the innocent verdict!”
“Either you lost your damn marbles, are you enjoy assaulting that woman in front of everyone.” Karako looked up at her colleague with a Sly smirk, “If you play your cards right, you’re next.” “Have you tried shutting the fuck up? I think you should,” the woman said closing the door behind her and taking a seat in front of Karako’s desk.
“You really get off on what you can get away with. She's probably not going to file any kind of assault case against you because she's not getting the death penalty, but if I were her I would.” “Dear Angela, did you come here merely to congratulate me on my latest winning case, or do you have something more productive to discuss?” “Unfortunately for you I do. I'm having a hard time with another case.”
“Angela, you're
not anyone's assistant, anymore. You should be able to handle these
things yourself by now.” “You didn't let me finish, she said the
coming insulted look at this mess.” Angela through the case files
in front of Karako and she looked over the pictures and cringed at
the brutal murder case. “Now, I know what you're thinking. But
that's actually a suicide. A very messy suicide. They're trying to
pin my client with voluntary manslaughter.”
“This is a suicide? What a Big Mess. Sloppy pig in life in a sloppy pig and death. Speaking of sloppiness would you like some water?” Karako asked gesturing to the glass bottle and glasses neatly placed on the edge of the desk. “Sure, thank you,” Angela said fixing the water for herself. “Voluntary and involuntary manslaughter kind of a joke. You either did it or you didn't, right? Involuntary manslaughter is a joke. There has to be some accountability, but involuntary manslaughter basically means that it happened around you and there was nothing you could do about it but you're still being held responsible for no reason. It's like your insurance because you witnessed a car accident.”
Karako made a thoughtful sound as she watched Angela drink the water, and pulled a lawbook into her lap and started pretending to read it. “This is a really good water! Do you add alkaline?” Angela said with a smile and poured another glass. “I sure do!” Among other things. it's very refreshing! “I came in here more for a vent session but who can vent with such good, clean water!” Angela down two more small glasses of water and picked up her case files.
“I kind of agree with you with voluntary and involuntary manslaughter. It's like how can you make someone commit suicide. and I've never seen a suicide this message before, but the only DNA present on the scene is the victims. they have voicemails and text messages for my client telling this person to commit suicide. If you didn't kill them you can't didn't kill them, but where's the accountability of taking advantage of someone's distressed mental health?” Karako looked at Angela thoughtfully after her statement, and crossed her legs and tilted her head. “So what's the conflict that you're having?”
“How can I defend someone that has crossed morals that leaving? Shouldn't I agree and think the same?” “You don't have a dog in your defendants race, really. The consequences they suffer are their own. It's just your job to do your best to keep them out of jail. But that doesn't mean that they won't suffer consequences from society.”
Angela rested her head on Karako’s desk and sighed “You're right. I just...” Another long pause. “Nevermind,” Angela said getting up. “Is it hot in here or something? Do you have the heater on?” Angela suddenly asked fanning herself with one of Karako papers. “No,” she replied with the smirk returning to her face.
“I don't know why I'm so hot all of a sudden. Maybe it's stress. I'll talk to you later.” Angela scooped together the papers for her case and slowly walk to the door as she felt her legs becoming like jelly. She pulled her phone out to call someone but Karako pull it out of her hand and Angela turned around confused. Karako grabbed Angela by her tie in four stroke against the wall.
The skirted lawyer dropped the case files on the floor Karako completely pinned her down. “Why would I do something to take your mind off at case? Let's celebrate my most recent victory it at the same time! Maybe you're just one because you have on so much clothing,” corrector said if she started undressing Angela. “What do you think you're doing?” Angela said between breaths. Her body was heating up when she was having a fever, and every little touch that was overly stimulating to be so lite. Yeah, you drink a lot of that water. But you're very energetic, so you probably drink as much as you needed to.
“Why?” her victim whisper through shallow breath. “Why not, baby?” She whispered as a reply. Karako place little bites and kisses down Angela's neck and she whimpered and tried to push the senior lawyer off. Unfortunately, Karako was a regular gym fanatic, and Angela's attempts were met with even more aggressive force. She grabbed Angela's legs and lifted her up off the floor by her thighs placing her head in her victim's abdomen.
Karako pressed into Angela from the bottom and opened the other lawyer’s vest and blouse to reveal her black lacy bra and toned stomach. Karako grabbed her from underneath and brought her over to the desk, and laid her down on the papers. She pushed the other things off the desk, which was mostly just books and miscellaneous papers. She was nicely positioned between Angela's legs to do whatever she wanted but first that brought had to go.
Even though Angela was starting to slip in and out of the darkness, she still put up a fight to try to push car co off of her. she tried to push her thumbs into her attackers neck and the temp to properly strangle her, but her arms were all too easily pushed out of the way.
“That fire! That spirit! This is why I admire you so much,” Karako praised. “This is why I must have you! Our hearts are beating together with ravenous passion!” Angela delivered us with slap across cargo face. The seniors hair whipped out of place and covered most of her face, and there was a cold dark pause. Angela couldn't believe what she had just done, but this whole situation was unbelievable. She struggled to get off the desk and away from the crazed one, but when Karako’s senses returned she slammed Angela into the desk very swiftly. “Oh baby! You make me hotter than the sun!” She ripped Angelo's thin panties clean off and dipped her fingers in water and inserted them into her vagina. Angela let out shrieks of pain and covered her face as the tears started to roll.
The Predator removed her fingers, and wiped them on Angela's inner thigh. If you just cooperate, this will be very fun for both of us okay love? She purred as she finally loosened Andrew's bra. Her pray so that she had no choice but to cooperate now, and let herself be undressed. Angela hated every moment came out of her body at the hand of Karako’s terrible grip. Her body betrayed her mind as she let out a shrieking whimper as she came into her attackers mouth. Sweetest chocolate, just like I thought, the lawyer said teasingly and kissed Angela's inner thighs when she was done.
She got the younger woman redressed, and grabbed her keys to take her home. She didn't trust her driving herself. They got out of the car and she helped Angela into her house. And there she left her. The younger woman sat on the couch as Karako pulled out of the driveway and left with a Victorious smile.
Angela was absent over the next few days. it was found out that she had a mental breakdown and had to go to the hospital, and of course all of her cases were handed off to other lawyers. When she came back to work a few months later she didn't remember anything about how Karako attacked her, and everything seemed to go back to normal, except for the deeply and transient dread of being alone with Karako now. She never came by her office nor even would be in a hallway with her alone, and she didn't know why she had such a fear of someone that she believed she trusted.
All the while, the senior lawyer would continue being extravagant and luxurious and her cases. Even slapping a few clients around, and acting out if she was known to do, but still won most of her cases. But she wished things didn't have to be that way. She saw a future with Angela that she couldn't have. She honestly hope Angela would get horny and just go with It.
Ah well...
As is life...
The end
“This is a suicide? What a Big Mess. Sloppy pig in life in a sloppy pig and death. Speaking of sloppiness would you like some water?” Karako asked gesturing to the glass bottle and glasses neatly placed on the edge of the desk. “Sure, thank you,” Angela said fixing the water for herself. “Voluntary and involuntary manslaughter kind of a joke. You either did it or you didn't, right? Involuntary manslaughter is a joke. There has to be some accountability, but involuntary manslaughter basically means that it happened around you and there was nothing you could do about it but you're still being held responsible for no reason. It's like your insurance because you witnessed a car accident.”
Karako made a thoughtful sound as she watched Angela drink the water, and pulled a lawbook into her lap and started pretending to read it. “This is a really good water! Do you add alkaline?” Angela said with a smile and poured another glass. “I sure do!” Among other things. it's very refreshing! “I came in here more for a vent session but who can vent with such good, clean water!” Angela down two more small glasses of water and picked up her case files.
“I kind of agree with you with voluntary and involuntary manslaughter. It's like how can you make someone commit suicide. and I've never seen a suicide this message before, but the only DNA present on the scene is the victims. they have voicemails and text messages for my client telling this person to commit suicide. If you didn't kill them you can't didn't kill them, but where's the accountability of taking advantage of someone's distressed mental health?” Karako looked at Angela thoughtfully after her statement, and crossed her legs and tilted her head. “So what's the conflict that you're having?”
“How can I defend someone that has crossed morals that leaving? Shouldn't I agree and think the same?” “You don't have a dog in your defendants race, really. The consequences they suffer are their own. It's just your job to do your best to keep them out of jail. But that doesn't mean that they won't suffer consequences from society.”
Angela rested her head on Karako’s desk and sighed “You're right. I just...” Another long pause. “Nevermind,” Angela said getting up. “Is it hot in here or something? Do you have the heater on?” Angela suddenly asked fanning herself with one of Karako papers. “No,” she replied with the smirk returning to her face.
“I don't know why I'm so hot all of a sudden. Maybe it's stress. I'll talk to you later.” Angela scooped together the papers for her case and slowly walk to the door as she felt her legs becoming like jelly. She pulled her phone out to call someone but Karako pull it out of her hand and Angela turned around confused. Karako grabbed Angela by her tie in four stroke against the wall.
The skirted lawyer dropped the case files on the floor Karako completely pinned her down. “Why would I do something to take your mind off at case? Let's celebrate my most recent victory it at the same time! Maybe you're just one because you have on so much clothing,” corrector said if she started undressing Angela. “What do you think you're doing?” Angela said between breaths. Her body was heating up when she was having a fever, and every little touch that was overly stimulating to be so lite. Yeah, you drink a lot of that water. But you're very energetic, so you probably drink as much as you needed to.
“Why?” her victim whisper through shallow breath. “Why not, baby?” She whispered as a reply. Karako place little bites and kisses down Angela's neck and she whimpered and tried to push the senior lawyer off. Unfortunately, Karako was a regular gym fanatic, and Angela's attempts were met with even more aggressive force. She grabbed Angela's legs and lifted her up off the floor by her thighs placing her head in her victim's abdomen.
Karako pressed into Angela from the bottom and opened the other lawyer’s vest and blouse to reveal her black lacy bra and toned stomach. Karako grabbed her from underneath and brought her over to the desk, and laid her down on the papers. She pushed the other things off the desk, which was mostly just books and miscellaneous papers. She was nicely positioned between Angela's legs to do whatever she wanted but first that brought had to go.
Even though Angela was starting to slip in and out of the darkness, she still put up a fight to try to push car co off of her. she tried to push her thumbs into her attackers neck and the temp to properly strangle her, but her arms were all too easily pushed out of the way.
“That fire! That spirit! This is why I admire you so much,” Karako praised. “This is why I must have you! Our hearts are beating together with ravenous passion!” Angela delivered us with slap across cargo face. The seniors hair whipped out of place and covered most of her face, and there was a cold dark pause. Angela couldn't believe what she had just done, but this whole situation was unbelievable. She struggled to get off the desk and away from the crazed one, but when Karako’s senses returned she slammed Angela into the desk very swiftly. “Oh baby! You make me hotter than the sun!” She ripped Angelo's thin panties clean off and dipped her fingers in water and inserted them into her vagina. Angela let out shrieks of pain and covered her face as the tears started to roll.
The Predator removed her fingers, and wiped them on Angela's inner thigh. If you just cooperate, this will be very fun for both of us okay love? She purred as she finally loosened Andrew's bra. Her pray so that she had no choice but to cooperate now, and let herself be undressed. Angela hated every moment came out of her body at the hand of Karako’s terrible grip. Her body betrayed her mind as she let out a shrieking whimper as she came into her attackers mouth. Sweetest chocolate, just like I thought, the lawyer said teasingly and kissed Angela's inner thighs when she was done.
She got the younger woman redressed, and grabbed her keys to take her home. She didn't trust her driving herself. They got out of the car and she helped Angela into her house. And there she left her. The younger woman sat on the couch as Karako pulled out of the driveway and left with a Victorious smile.
Angela was absent over the next few days. it was found out that she had a mental breakdown and had to go to the hospital, and of course all of her cases were handed off to other lawyers. When she came back to work a few months later she didn't remember anything about how Karako attacked her, and everything seemed to go back to normal, except for the deeply and transient dread of being alone with Karako now. She never came by her office nor even would be in a hallway with her alone, and she didn't know why she had such a fear of someone that she believed she trusted.
All the while, the senior lawyer would continue being extravagant and luxurious and her cases. Even slapping a few clients around, and acting out if she was known to do, but still won most of her cases. But she wished things didn't have to be that way. She saw a future with Angela that she couldn't have. She honestly hope Angela would get horny and just go with It.
Ah well...
As is life...
The end
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