[center][h1][color=ed145b]Maxima[/color][/h1]
[sup]- Red light district, Metropolis - [/sup][/center]
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Maxima had just finished up a session with a client of hers. The tall redhead bombshell was counting the thousands of dollars as tip from her customer, her gloved fingers caressing and flipping through the money while she wore a blood-red leather corset with the same colored thigh-high leather boots. Meanwhile, her customer was busy putting his clothes back on and she smiled as she saw the red hand marks she left on his butt before he put on his pants.

[color=ed145b]"I trust you enjoyed our services today, Mister Dimitri?"[/color] Maxima asked with a tone of amusement in her voice. Mr. Dimitri looked back at her and eagerly nodded. "Oh yes, yes. I enjoyed every minute of it, mistress." She laughed and shook her head at what he said. [color=ed145b]"Mr. Dimitri, our session is already over. You don't have to call me mistress anymore."[/color] The man blushed and smiled sheepishly at her. "You're right, you're right. Sorry about that." He said before chuckling nervously.

Salvatore Dimitri was the CEO of a Fortune 500 company, an earnest and very hardworking man who climbed his way to the top. Even with all the riches in the world and despite having a loving family to go home to, he still felt like something was missing in his life. Everything he does was not enough, as if he needed someone to make him feel alive.

That's where Maxima and her co-workers come into the picture. They have had the utmost pleasure of providing their dominatrix services to these types of men. In fact, most of their customers were men that were very successful in their chosen careers. The women were more than happy to remind these men of their places and they especially liked it when some of them were more hardcore than the rest, allowing them to go full out and give these men the fantasy that they paid for. Of course, both the men and the establishment the women were working for had a contract to never spill their identities to the public. It's their own little secret after all.

[color=ed145b]"Allow me to guide you outside, Mr. Dimitri."[/color] Maxima said to him once he's finished putting on his clothes. She put on her faux fur jacket and escorted him out of their playroom towards the hallway. Everything was basked in red light while a faint steamy song played in the speakers. As they walked down the hall, Maxima was very amused to see Mr. Dimitri's reactions to the loud sounds of moans and what seemed to be leather slapping against skin as they echoed throughout the hallways. They even passed by an open room where a lucky man shouted in ecstasy while his domme spanked him hard with a crop whip.

Once they were near the exit, Mr. Dimitri turned to look at Maxima before kneeling down on the ground to kiss her boots. "Thank you, mistress. You are the best." He said with a smile as Johan, the establishment's security guard opened the door for the multimillionaire where his guards and car were waiting.

"Dang, Maxie. You got that hotshot kneeling before you and shit. What kinda love magic you put on him?" Johan teased. Even when clad in a black suit and tie, it did nothing to hide the tall man's incredibly muscular physique. 

[color=ed145b]"Pay me for one night and you'll find out yourself, sugar."[/color] Maxima said to him with a wink. [color=ed145b]"I'm already off for the day. Tell Madam Artina I'll leave early because I don't have any more clients as of now."[/color] 

"Why don't you tell her that yourself?" Johan asked with curiosity as Maxima sighed. [color=ed145b]"Let's just say that she and I have some sort of misunderstanding that led to a whole lotta shouting. Everything's steady at the moment but I'll wait for things to cool down first before I show my face to her.[/color]

The big man shrugged and gave her the keys to her car. "Okay, suit yourself I guess. Have fun with your [i]date night[/i]." He said, putting emphasis on those last two words as he looked at Maxima's outfit. The redhead woman only rolled her eyes at him. [color=ed145b]"Not a date, it's a place where I also work. There is someone I fancy there though, a real beefcake of a man..."[/color] Maxima said in a sultry tone as she walked towards the back of the establishment to the parking. The thought of seeing a certain someone who went by the name of Captain Atom filled her head as she drove the way towards Washington, D.C.