He was right. Her last name was infamous as the city's police force. She remembered just after she graduated and started working, that everyone would constantly remind her about her father's legacy. They would say things as: "Sharp, that's a name I haven't heard in years" or explain to her that her father had been a good man and they all respected her. And while Jackie had always looked up to her father, as well everything he had done, she still wanted to make a name for herself. She was the new Sharp and considering she had already won a prize during her first year, she couldn't understand that she hadn't spotted any of the corruption or bad work ethics at work. The detective even felt sad when James claimed that her own co-workers feared her and she didn't respond to what he had said first and continued to glare at him.<br/><br/>But James didn't find her anger annoying. Instead, he was smiling at her and started to explain that this was the exact reaction he wanted. However, it didn't make her turn softer. Instead, she was just thinking that she thought he was insufferable and that she didn't' want to hear once again how amazing he was or that she was wrong about him. It seemed as though he was testing her knowledge about him and when he mentioned the Jeffrey Lawson vs the State case, she almost looked scared. She had read all about it and she vaguely remembered how the media had covered this case. She didn't want to end up in tears by him, it was really the last thing she wanted him to witness. But she also realized why he was telling her this and she didn't know what to say. Was he expecting her to praise him for his patience or did he want to get straight to the thing and she would open her legs for him?<br/><br/>"I'm not like your other ladies." Jackie bit back when he claimed she would eventually beg for his cock. "And no, I don't want more whiskey." She declined angrily and at that moment, she looked more like an upset cat than her usual, confident self. She was constantly doubting herself. While she would never admit to him, a part of her had enjoyed their recent, odd encounter. He had moved his hands over her pussy just like in the dream and when she finally had paid back for his skilled craftsmanship...Jackie was considering if she should go in right away or if she should wait? She was still expecting that she could easily escape from her new prison, especially since he didn't seem to have a dozen guards standing outside her cell.<br/><br/>It appeared though as if he could read her mind. Because he pulled her up on her feet and together, they walked to the door that was leading out. Just like he pointed out, the door looked very normal. But when he wrapped the handle with a towel and tried to open it, the door didn't even budge. Jackie looked quite surprised, almost afraid when he revealed that only he could open and close the door. And when he finally showed how he could open it, she was greeted by another door, that he also explained was opened by its own lock system. Jackie was trying to keep herself composed by this new information, but it was hard. She was feeling very sad and defeated, so she didn't quite listen when he pulled her into the bathroom and explained to her that she had free access to this place, and just like he said, she couldn't get out from this place as well.<br/><br/>Jackie looked at the interior of the bathroom with blank eyes.<i>What am I supposed to do? </i>The redhead thought as James pressed his body against her back and started to kiss her neck and let his hands stroke over her body. She was still wearing the clothes, she assumed, had been picked by himself and she wondered why he hadn't already put his penis inside her, considering he had the upper hand. The lawyer mentioned something about bathing together and while she didn't want to see him naked, she also imagined that he maybe would let go of her restraints if he would let her get to take a shower.<br/><br/>"Sir..." She breathed out heavily, before she looked up at him, still standing still in his arms. "What do I have to do to move more freely?" Jackie was getting sicked of all the ropes, chains and cuffs, and if this would become her new home, she guessed she had to play the role as the obedient slave perfect.