Emma was leaving court after one her higher profile cases. It went exactly how she hoped and she was ecstatic. As usual, she had police escorts after the trial. One of those cops happened to be Cameron. She didn't say a word to Emma. She barely looked at her. Emma wasn't complaining but she thought it was a bit odd.

"They need me at the main entrance. You good with this?" Guilds asked.

Cameron nodded. He left them alone to walk to the parking lot. Emma noticed a bruise on Cameron's forehead. "What happened to your head?" She asked.

"I'm a cop. I fight bad guys. Get in the car." Cameron opened her door and looked the opposite direction. Miguel's instructions were very clear. Do not initiate conversation with Emma or Delilah. Do not come around them unless work required it. Keep her mouth shut or next time it would Abigail instead of her. She wouldn't take the chance of her daughter getting hurt. Even if she got them locked up, she knew it wouldn't stop there. She knew how gangs worked.

"Okay?" Emma said. That was vague but it was an answer. Lately Cameron had been so odd. Emma just shrugged and got in her car. "Thanks for the walk." She said.

Cameron gave her a curt nod before shutting her door and walking away. She sighed and looked around nervously. She never knew when she was being watched or what they thought was happening. She didn't want them to think there was any funny business happening. She was just doing her job.

Emma was done for the day. After big trials like that one she usually didn't go back to the office. She liked to relax. She called Delilah to see what she was doing.

"Hi, beautiful." Delilah's voice surrounded Emma through her car speakers.

She blushed. "Hi, Daddy!"

"I'm guessing court went well." Delilah said as she spun around in her office chair. She shooed Miguel out the door. He gave her the middle finger and walked out.

"It did. What are you doing? I miss you." Emma started driving the direction to Delilah's house. If she was home, great. If not then she would just wait for her.

"I'm in the office at store one. I miss you too. We should celebrate your win." She said as she stared out of the window.

Emma smirked. They should celebrate indeed. "So come home. I'm already here."

Delilah chuckled. "I was thinking more along the lines of taking you out for the evening."

"You can definitely take me out after we're done... if you can." Emma salivated just thinking about having her way with her.

"Oh yeah?" Delilah bit her bottom lip. Emma was in that kind of mood. Her hidden inner submissive was excited, but she was afraid to let that show for some reason. It was Emma. She didn't have to be afraid and she knew that. Perhaps she only felt like this because it was Emma. Delilah had never even entertained the idea of being submissive for anyone else. Women have asked and Delilah told them no.

"Mmhm. So come home. Now." Emma demanded. She let herself into Delilah's house and turned off the alarm.

"I'll be right there." Delilah began shutting down her computer and putting things away.

"Drive carefully, Daddy. I love you."

"I love you too." They ended the call and Delilah began to make her exit. She was almost through the door when someone called her name. She turned to see Cyn smiling at her.

"Were you really going to leave without saying bye?" She asked.

"What? Of course not." Delilah lied through her teeth.

"You're such a little liar." Cyn said, laughing.

"Sorry. I'm just in a rush. I'm being summoned." Delilah joked.

"Lucky lady."

The look in Cyn's eyes made Delilah feel things that maybe she shouldn't. "Me or her?" She asked.

"Both. Have a good day, Miss Daniels." Cyn smiled and walked away.

Delilah smiled at Cyn's backside for a second before remembering where she was. She snickered and left the restaurant with wicked thoughts running rampant in her mind. She decided that she would talk to Emma about the way she felt later. It felt wrong to hide them and she was supposed to tell Emma these things, right? She was just trying to be a good girlfriend. That's all. Delilah thought she was doing a great job so far.

When Delilah got home Emma was standing at the door waiting for her. She was dressed in a skin tight leather catsuit. Delilah wanted to reach out and grab her but she knew she needed to wait for permission. It made her naughty bits drool with desire.

Delilah took her shoes off and hung her keys on their holder. "Hi, Mistress."

Emma smiled. Well look who wanted to behave today. She backed Delilah against the wall and started to kiss her. Emma's hands automatically gravitated to her ass. She couldn't help it. Delilah had such a nice butt. Delilah had nice everything. She drove Emma wild.

"How attached are you to this shirt?" Emma asked as she slid her fingers between the buttons of Delilah's blouse. She had an affinity for destroying clothes in the throes of passion.

"Not very." Delilah answered.

"Good." Emma tore the thin material open, popping the buttons onto the floor. In one fell swoop, she unhooked Delilah's bra. Emma slid off the ripped shirt and bra and ordered her to turn around. She yanked Delilah's skirt up and discovered she was not wearing panties. Again.

"Why are you never wearing panties?" Emma asked as she slipped her fingers into the very warm welcome she was receiving.

Delilah smirked. "Why should I?"

"Because this," Emma thrust her fingers inside of her, "is mine, right?"

A deep moan escaped the pits of Delilah's belly as she felt Emma's fingers inside of her. "Yes, Mistress." Delilah's eyes rolled back. Emma felt so good inside of her.

"If the wind blows too hard or you bend over the wrong way, anyone will be able to see what belongs to me. Won't they?" Emma started fucking her harder.

"Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry." Delilah bent over a little more, resting her hands on the front door. Emma didn't say a word. She simply kept pumping her fingers into Delilah until she felt her about to come. Then she stopped. Delilah grunted. "Emm- Mistress."

"Shhh." Emma silenced her and pulled her to the living room. She bent Delilah over the back of the couch and lifted her skirt back up. Emma gave her ass a few smacks and reveled in the sound of her moans. She unzipped her catsuit to reveal the strap on she was wearing. She poked just the tip inside of Delilah and she gasped. This was really a surprise. She felt every inch as it slowly slid inside of her.

"Emma," Delilah moaned as she was being plunged into.

"Is that too much for you, baby?" Emma asked.

"No, Mistress." It felt big but it wasn't too much. It was just enough. It felt great.

"You want me to fuck you, baby?"

"Yes, Mistress. Please fuck me. I'm yours." Delilah cried out. She meant every word. She wanted to be fucked into submission.

"I know." Emma fucked her long and hard. She sped up and slowed down just to tease her. She wanted to drag it out as long as possible. Delilah's moans and little whines were as satisfying as ever. She finally let Delilah come and she did, hard, all over herself and the dick. "You made a mess, baby." Emma cooed. She forced Delilah on her knees.

Delilah looked up at her. She was confused about how she was supposed to eat her out with the harness and catsuit still on. Emma quickly satiated her curiosity. She pushed the strap on into Delilah's mouth.

"Suck it clean, my little cocksucker." Emma taunted. Delilah felt humiliated, but very turned on. She began sucking the toy in her mouth. "Look up at me while you suck it, baby." Emma instructed with a sly grin on her face. Delilah did as she was told and cleaned herself from the dildo.

"Happy?" Delilah asked still on her knees.

Emma chuckled. "Oh, I'm not done with you yet."