I finished this fic in 6 months, and I had originally thought it would take 2 years *pats self on back*. I have to give a HUGE thanks to Sophie, Liz, K.E.B.123, and BensonFan711 for beta-ing this for me!

I would like it to be noted that this fic is based on the details of what I know of a true survivor's story.

Chapter 1

After I carefully read over the contract, I signed it. How bad could a total power exchange be? I have a safe word I can use if it ever goes too bad. And, he sounds like a total gentleman. He already said he loves me. But there I was, spread eagled attached to the wall. There is a collar on my neck, like I'm some dog. I'm completely nude. I said 'game over' a few hours ago, but he hasn't stopped, or even slowed down; he has gotten more aggressive. He has a whip in his hand. I wince at every strike he takes across my stomach. He said I was going to be his little whore forever. This isn't love. This is torture.

12/22/2010, 10:27am, Squad room

"Morning," Olivia said greeting Elliot as he walked into the bull pen. Olivia had already been there for an hour before Elliot arrived.

"Morning," Elliot replied back.

"Why are you so late?"

"Eli just didn't want to let go of me this morning. How was your date last night?"

"He's a nice guy. I'm supposed to see him again this Thursday."

"What's his name?"

"Sean. He is a web designer."

"Isn't that what that guy Erik did? That one perp who was hitting on you during an interrogation and turned out to be a rapist?"

Olivia gave him a slight glare. Cragen came out into the bullpen, interrupting their conversation. They both knew what this meant, it was a new case. It was the same face Cragen always made when it was a case. "Who's catching?"

"We are," Elliot stated.

"Someone left this at the lobby desk. Said to give it to SVU."

Olivia got up and walked over to Elliot's desk and watched as he opened the 9x12 manila envelope. Inside, they found a hand-written letter that said 'Help me! 208 W 14th Street. Wednesday the basement.' The envelope also contained three pictures of a young woman, who was clearly bound against her will.

"Oh my God! Look at the scars all over her back," Olivia said, pointing to the photo. "We have to check this out."

"I agree," Cragen stated. "I'll call 1 P.P. and get a team set up. God knows what we just stepped into!"

The squad spent the next couple hours planning how to handle the takedown.

12/22/2010, 5:04pm

The address given in the note led the SVU squad to an average looking Manhattan home. Cabot had secured a warrant and they were licensed to search the entire house. They had CSU, ESU and the M.E. just in case. After ESU broke down the door, Elliot, Olivia, Fin and Munch immediately began to search the house.

"You and Fin take the upstairs," Elliot said to Munch, "and Liv and I will search the basement."

After a minute or so of searching, they found the door to the basement. On the door, they found a padlock. Both instantly knew they had gotten into something bad. One of the CSU techs came over and broke off the lock. Neither was prepared to see what they were about to see.

Olivia found a light switch at the bottom of the stairs and flicked them on. "Oh my GOD!" Olivia and Elliot both said when they saw the room light up. One wall of the basement had about two dozen rings at different heights, another dozen bolted to the floor and chains hanging from the ceiling. The other wall had what looked to be a workbench, only instead of work tools, it had gags, whips, ropes, and other bondage gear. In one corner of the room, there was a bed that had rings about five to six inches apart around the whole thing. As they continued to walk through the sadist's basement, they heard a quiet whimpering.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" Olivia said in a firm, yet caring voice. The whimpering stopped. "It's ok, we're the police. Can you tell us where you are?"

"I'm over here," the quiet voice said again.

Elliot and Olivia followed the sound of the young woman's voice to the dog kennel in the far corner of the room. They noticed the second padlock of the day; this perp was serious about keeping her there. Elliot ran off to get something to cut off the padlock.

When Olivia knelt in front of the kennel, she could see that the girl was completely nude. "Are you ok sweetie?" Olivia asked the girl.

"Could be better," She replied with a small laugh.

"Don't worry; we'll get you out of here." Elliot came back with bolt cutters and a blanket, which he handed to Olivia, then cut off the lock.

"Thank you," she said in a soft voice.

"Here," Olivia said offering the girl the blanket. The girl covered herself and crawled out of the kennel. "What's your name?"

"Jenny."

"Ok, Jenny. I'm Detective Benson and this is Detective Stabler. We are going to get you to the hospital to be checked out, and then we will get your statement.

Olivia and Jenny got in the back of the ambulance. Jenny sat wrapped tight in a blanket and refused to look up. There was a long silence before either spoke. "I don't understand why you are putting so much into this. You can't charge him anyways," Jenny stated in a matter-of-fact voice.

"Why is that?" Olivia asked as she turned to look at the girl.

"Because I signed a contract," she said with her head down.

"You're a submissive?" Olivia asked kindly. The girl only nodded. "Jenny, there is no contract in the world that can cover up a crime. If you said no, it's rape. No question." Jenny looked up at Olivia and gave a smile for the first time that night.

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