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Big Shot by Phoenix Arrow





Joel Stien attorney at law

Let me tell you, I was the king of the world! At 27, I was a hot shot

LA lawyer. I was clearly making over 500 grand a year and was collecting a

very prestigious cliental. This needless to say was a big plus in the lady

department. Every weekend I would have my pick of 18 to 22 year olds to be

my total sluts. I was definitely living the good life.

Then came in Ms Rogers. She was the divorced widow of this big movie
producer Michael Rogers who had died in a crash a few months back. I knew

she would have a lot of money from her husband, so I agreed to see her

case. When she came into my office however I was a little taken back. She

was supposed to be 43 and she looked it. She carried a very tired look

with her and had less than elegant clothing. I should have thought better,

but attributed her appearance to morning over her husband's death.

"Hello Ms Rogers, how may I help you with my services?"

"Well Mr. Stien, I have a group of people who are trying to take my

husband's money from me. I have kids to support and a house loan to pay

for, I can't have all these people trying to take our money."

"Have no worries Ms Rogers, we'll take it from here. Everything will be

just fine."

It was a big mistake I know, I should have checked the case a little

closer before agreeing to sign on, but even if I lost, I would still rack

up huge money from a rich woman like her.

However, things would change soon enough.

It turned out that Ms Roger's husband was so much in debt that there was

nothing I could do to save her money. I ended up making a fool of myself

as the state successfully took all her money away to pay the debts. My ego

was a little bruised but at the end of the day I knew that it was only one

case, and that I had plenty of other clients.

I looked over to Ms Rogers after the verdicts were read and noticed she

was burning red. I tried to apologize for the loss as I was leaving, but

she just sat there looking straight ahead and red angry. Seeing nothing

more I could do, I left the court house and went back to the office.

Two weeks later I was sitting in my office at my desk. By now I had

completely forgotten about Mrs. Rogers and had my mind occupied on my

first million dollar case. I had been working real hard on this one as my

desk was completely covered with case files that my associates and I had

been working on. As they all left for lunch and I decided to stay behind

to put in extra work.

As I was looking at a file, I heard a commotion coming from outside my

office. Suddenly the door burst open and in rushed Ms Rogers. She had a

very determined look on her face as she quickly approached my desk.

Running behind her was my secretary "Mr. Stien I'm sorry, she just forced

her way in here, should I call the police?"

"No no, its ok Anna, I'll take care of this."

Once my secretary left, Ms Rogers started going off on me.

"You bastard. No thanks to you I'm almost living on the streets. I can

hardly afford to feed my children. You do a horrible job on an easy case

and still charge me, I want my money back NOW!"

"Now Ms Roger's please calm down, there's no need to scream. I'm sorry

that I lost your case, but it was a winless case to begin with. Now I will

NOT refund your money." I began to pull out the contract. "It says

specifically in the contract that you pay whether I win or lose. So you

see...."

"Oh Shut the Fuck Up!"

I paused in mid sentence and looked at her with a little bit of shock.

There was something about the rudeness and the direct way she spoke caught

me off guard.

"What did you say?"

"I said Shut the Fuck Up! And you can take that contract and shove it

up your ass!"

I paused again and just looked at her. There was something in the way

she spoke that made me feel weird and unable to react.

After a moment she ask me for the contract. When she saw that I was

still in a slight daze she snatch it right out of my hand. She looked at

the contract for a moment then began ripping it right up and put it on the

table. My mouth dropped. The audacity of this woman.

I was beginning to get back to my senses and stood up from my chair.

"Hey, what do you think you are doing..."

"Shut the Fuck Up!"

My breath was now quickening.

"Shut the Fuck up Mr. Stien" she said again. I felt my cock twitch as

I began to realize that some how, some way, her saying "Shut the Fuck Up"

would cause a jolt to run through me. To my horror, this was actually

turning me on. I had to take hold of the situation before it got out of

hand.

"Ms Rogers, let's try to be civil. Please don't use that kind of

language."

"What, you mean like SHUT THE FUCK UP?"

Another twitch.

"Shut the Fuck up, Shut the Fuck Up!"

I felt myself loosing focus as my cock was straining against my

trousers. The fact was not lost on Ms Rogers as she began to come around my

desk until she was beside me. She looked me up for a moment, contemplating

the situation. She then leaned to my ear and whispered "Shut the Fuck Up".

I let out a sigh shortly before my knees buckled. I had to catch myself on

the table before completely falling.

Ms Rogers seemed amused by this turn of events. Apparently she hadn't

anticipated my reaction either.

"Stand up this instant Mr. Stien, you'll stand when I talk to you."

I regained my standing position and now had a definite tent in my pants.

She looked down then at my face. "It looks like someone is enjoying this a

little too much. Does Mr. Attorney get off on being told to Shut the Fuck

Up?"

I let out another sigh.

"Lets see whats going on down there".

No, I can't do that. I am a professional with class. I have million

dollar clients. I will not debase myself in front of this woman. Then why

were my fingers fiddling with my belt buckle. To my horror, I undid my

belt, and was now slowly lowering my trousers. My breath was now quick as

I took hold of my boxers, and with a great mixture of fear, lust, and

submissiveness, lowered them. As I went past my dick, it bounced up and

down like a spring.

"Awe, look at the little dicki. I guess the big office attorney must

use his money to get girls because it definitely couldn't be because of

this thing. If they only knew how bad of a lawyer you were they'd all run

away." I looked down at my cock, it was average size, about 7 inches, but

she just made me feel like it was hardly there.

"Now Mr. Stien, why don't you be a good little office attorney, Shut

the Fuck Up, and jerk off!"

I slowly grabbed hold of my dick and began jerking back and forth. She

began to barrage me with Shut the Fuck Ups as I increased my tempo. Soon I

was pumping like mad and when I suddenly felt a hard smack on my ass, I

exploded. jizz after jizz came squirting out as I came all over my desk

and all over my million dollar case files.

Before I could even recover my senses, she had shoved me over my desk. I

was now resting my upper body on my own cum as she began savagely spanking

me with her hand.

The combination of sounds of me grunting and her smacking must have made

an odd noise, because I suddenly heard a door open followed by a loud gasp.

I turned to the door and saw Anna standing with wide eyes and her hand over

her mouth. Ms Rogers never skipped a beat as she continued her savage

slapping.

"Mr. Stien here has been a very bad attorney, SLAP, and now he is being

punished like he deserves, SLAP, isn't that right Mr. Stien? SLAP."

Tears were beginning to form as I closed my eyes and nodded yes.

"Anna, it looks like Mr. Stien wont be needing you any more. Please

pack your things and leave."

Anna now looked at me with fearful, pleading eyes. "Mr. Stien is that

true? Oh please tell me your not firing me. I need this job very badly".

I should have stood up for her. She was the best secretary I ever had.

She was like my right hand at the office. With more tears in my eyes, I

slowly turned my head away from Anna, and to my disgust raised my ass.

SLAP

"I believe you have your answer darling. Now get out!"

I heard her balling her eyes out as she ran out of the room while I

received another 15 more hard slaps from the woman I was allowing to

completely dominate me. Why was I letting this older woman treat me like

this. I am a successful lawyer. How could I be getting off on submitting

myself to this bankrupt, ugly old hag?

"Now Mr. Stien, its time to dispose of that nasty little contract"

She picked up the ripped pieces of paper that used to be the contract

from my desk and walked behind me as I lay bent over the table. "Like I

said, here's where your contract belongs, up your ass!" She then started

shoving them in piece by piece.

"Now Mr. Stien, lets discuss our new arrangement"

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That all happened one year ago. Now Ms Rogers and I have a new

understanding. She's taught me to take responsibility for loosing her

case. She convinced me that I needed to make amends, so now I totally

support her and her children. They now live with me in my house, well, its

more like her house now. She's taken my master bedroom and her children

take up all the other rooms. I now sleep outside in the tool shed.

Also, all my money now goes directly to her. If I ever want to buy

something, I need to ask her first, and she usually says no. And as far as

my sex life, its non-existent. Ms. Rogers has since forbid me to date the

young attractive girls I used to have my choice of. Now any action I get

is from old lady friends of Ms Rogers who she sets me up with. They are

all over 50, with sagging tits and loose pussys, but at least I get to fuck

something.

But its important to realize that none of this has anything to do with

Ms Rogers punishing me for loosing her case. I have accepted this as part

of my amends. No, the punishment I get from Ms Rogers comes at the end of

the night. That's when, before I go to bed, I enter her bedroom, pull down

my boxers and stand at attention at the foot of her bed. No matter how

many times I've done it, I always sport a hard on.

She is usually reading a book or magazine and continues to read for a

good 20 minutes, ignoring me as I continue to stand there until she is

ready to address me. Finally she'll put the book down, opens a drawer and

pulls out the red ruler, then hands it to me.

I take the ruler, and hang my head. "Ms Rogers, may I now punish myself

for being a bad lawyer?"

"Yes you may"

With that, I raise the ruler above my raging hard on and bring it down

hard. I continue to wipe my cock from all sides 20 times. By the end I am

usually sobbing like a baby and the pain is almost unbearable. Then I hand

her back the ruler and am dismissed. This always leaves me with the need

to masturbate, but since I am forbidden to ever cum inside my house, I go

to the back yard and jerk off on the grass. I then go into my shed and

fall a sleep.



Big Shot! The End!



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