The New Captain Chapter 2: Hurt Me Bad, a law and order: svu fanfic

Murphy walked out of his office to tell the team that they had a new case. Before he spoke he noticed that Olivia wasn't at her desk like he had told her. He gave the case to Munch and Fin before he headed to the cribs.

He walked in and saw Olivia sitting on a mattress reading a magazine.

"Didn't i tell your ass to stay at your desk?" Murphy growled

"You did, doesn't mean I'm gonna listen to you DECLAN." she smirked, as she emphasized his first name, knowing she was to call him Daddy when it was just them.

"What did you just call me?" He says angrily

"You heard me, I said DE-C..." Before she could finish, she felt a sharp pain across her cheek, realizing he slapped her. It wasn't like this was the first time, it was almost everyday Olivia would get slap. But not too hard to show bruises, just enough so she knows her lesson.

"Get your ass in the corner now, you can stand there till the day is over, if I come back and you're not in there you will get punished." He growled as he left the room. Not before he left he heard a sob and chokes to keep quite, they hurt him so much, he had to hurry and leave.

"Where's Olivia?" Nick asked

"She not feeling to well, so can y'all try not to go up there." Murphy stated. Everyone nodded and went back on with their paperwork.

When it turned 10 everyone gathered their stuff and headed home. Murphy made his way upstairs, he had hoped that Olivia would still be in the corner but when he entered she was nowhere to be found. This really pissed Murphy off, he looked out the window and saw Olivia getting in her car. He hurried to his office and grab his keys. He followed her all the way to Mike&Ikes bar. She was in deep shit tonight.

When Declan walked into the bar, he saw Olivia sitting on the stool, ordering a beer. He stood back for a moment and watched Olivia, he saw her look at him from the corner of her eye and saw a smirk on her lips.

A minute later a man about Olivia's age, asked her to dance and she said yes, Declan felt his blood boil. After a minute of watching, the man started to feel on her a little too much and Olivia was drunk.

"Excuse me, this is my wife. I wanna dance with her." And with that he whisked get away to a area with less people.

"So, you really want Daddy to beat that sweet ass of yours. You know daddy doesn't like to be disobeyed and disrespected. So I'm gonna take you home, and you won't be able to sit right for a month." He whispered in her ear, as he grabbed her ass roughly, she whimpered in his neck.

"I'm sorry daddy, please forgive me, I'll be a good girl." She whined into his ear, and as if he didn't hear her pleads, he dragged her in the car.

When they got home he looked her in the eye and said "get your ass in the corner, oh, and take off all your clothes."

"Yes daddy." She sniffed and walked away.

Thirty minutes of torture in the corner he came in and told her to crawl to him as he sat on the bed."So babygirl, do you know what you did?"

"Yes daddy, I disobeyed your wishes and I was disrespectful at the bar." She whispered. He looked at her for a minute then told her to get on his lap.

"That's right, and your punishment is gonna be how evr many spanks I decide to give. You better stay your ass still, and quite, do you understand?"

"Yes daddy" she says meekly.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

"Im not going to keep telling you that I am your Dominate , your Daddy, and you wll do as I say , with no questions asked and are to be respectful at all tme. Im getting sick of it Olivia, One day you are going to learn!" He ask but he got sobbing in return.

"Do you understamd me?" Declan yelled her, but still all he got were louder sobbes. He decided to get a little rougher and pull her hair making her face him as her back arched. He could see her bloodshot eyes with her tears coming down like a waterfountain making her makeup smudge.

"Y-ee-ss I uun-der-stand." She said thru her tears. He let go of her hair and told her to get into the corner until he came back and to not make a peep.

After standing in the corner for what felt like 10 hours, but was really only an hour, Olivia expected Declan to come back as usual and pick her up, and whisper "I love you.", and "I forgive you." But he never came and Olivia began to become worried. She debated on getting up to find him or just waiting it out, she didn't want to get another punishment so she decided to wait it out.

She doesn't know how long she had stayed in the corner but the next morning Olivia fount herself in a cold bed alone. As she awoken, she realised she was in hers and Declans room, with him nowhere in sight. She could basically feel the tears pouring out of her heart. Many of her friends have told her how their past Doms would get so upset, they would beat them and leaveand woulnt call for weeks. Even though her Declan have been married for 20 years, she still had abandment issues because of her mother, Serena, she was totally freaking out inside.

Her job and Declan were two things stable in her entire life. Declan had been her first in everything: her first time, first Dom, first love, and first husband. She doesn't know what she would do if he ever left her. As she got up out of her bed, barely being able to walk, and her thoughts are interupted by the ring of her cell phone. She looks at the caller id: Declan, she sighs deeply, and answers.

"Benson" she says as firmly as possible.

"Where the hell are you, you are two hours late, get your ass here, NOW!" An obviously mad Declan yelled into the phone and hanging up before she had the chance to answer him.

Her tears begin to pour down her face like a thunderstorm, she could literally feel her heart rip into two. She had royally screwed up last night, she didnt think that Declan would be that upset about her playing around ad teasing him.

By the time she had gotten in and out of the shower, her eyes were bloodshot and she had bags under her eyes. Olivia had to put on thick layers of foundation to appear decent for work. As she slowly begin to walk into work, she could her the buzzing of detectives, victimes and perps all around. Before she could get her butt panted firmly in her chair, her phone rang.

"Detective Benson, Special Victims Unit." she answers softly incase it is a victim.

"Yes, I would like to report a rape…." A weak vice trailed off.

And another day starts.

Detective Benson had been on edge all day, anyone could see it. No one decided to mess wth her because she really looked bad. She had been on the verge of crying all day because she hadnt seen her husband most of the day, and when she did see him, he refused to make eye contact with her. He was just being downright cruel to her.

When the day was over and mostly everyone had gone home, Amaro decided to talk to Olivia and find out what was wrong.

"Hay Liv, you ok? I don't mean to be nosey but you don't look too good." Amaro said as he narrowed his eyes to get a read on her, he could see the hurt, saddness, and worry in her eyes and etched on her face.

"Always the charmer, Nick," she said drly, then she took a deep breath and forced a small smile and sad "Im fine." Nick decded to leave it alone, even though they both new it was a lie, he knew he would never get past her stubborness, and it would be a lost cause to try.

"Well if you need to talk, you have my number, I'm always free." He got up, gathered his things, and walked back to Olivia's desk, he put a firm but gentle hand on her shoulder and gave her a light squeeze. Both unaware of the man looking through the blinds at them, fuming. She looked up and gave a small smile and said thank you.

As he walked out, Olivia started to pack up her things, deciding she needed to go home and get some sleep. Just as she was getting done, she heard the captain's door slam open and close , she looked up and saw an unreadable, blank stare on her husbands face, as she was looking at him like a deer caught in headlights , he said gruffly " Get your shit and lets go." She didn't have time to respond because he was already to the elevator. Not having anymore tears to cry, she silently got her things, turned off her lamp light on her desk, but not before the light hit her ring on her necklace, where she had started wearing it at work, and making it catch her eye and she thought: God , what have I done !