Quick question to all readers, I have been getting a ton of followers to my' Sweet Dreams' story, would you guys want more to the story? More of Alex, Olivia and their daughter?

'We gain strength, and courage, and confidence by each experience in which we really stop to look fear in the face... we must do that which we think we cannot.'

-Eleanor Roosevelt

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The young Attorney's mind was blank. She had gotten her topic to discuss, but nothing was coming. Well correction, something was coming but it wasn't an argument for how it is wrong to assume and make an opinion on something you have no true knowledge of.

"Ah… Um, I," Alex stuttered.

"Eye opening mind altering first statement Alexandra," Elizabeth needled at the young pet.

Alex huffed and glared at her Mistress, but quickly wiped the scowl from her face with one hard look from the older woman. After another assault to her lower extremities the liquid that filled her was causing awful cramps. The young ADA had to bite her lip and take a deep breathe from her nose to focus on controlling her muscles and beg her body to hold on.

"I was a foolish, naïve, arrogant follower." The young woman admitted ashamed. "I am a grown woman and need to stand up and make my own choices and live with the fact that others may not agree, especially loved ones. I didn't form my own opinion. I need to be my own person, and I am not going to make everyone happy, I make no one happy. It turns me into a hypocrite, liar, and I lose myself because I am not being myself.

The Bureau chief was actually speechless at this stunning admission from her youthful protégé. She did not think Alex was self-aware enough to understand that her past views were based on other's opinions she adopted for herself and didn't form her own.

"Continue," Liz urged Alex.

She was extremely impressed so far and she found herself very interested in what her pupil will say next. Liz never intended Alex to pass this test, but if it ends up being as eloquent, truthful, vulnerable, and self-aware. She might have to admit defeat and not be able to punish her pet in training.

Any other person might be discouraged by Elizabeth's lack of words or her tone. They might take it as meaning many different things. They might dissect it down to tone, cadence, facial tells, and finally trying to read the experienced woman's eyes. Thinking they could look through the proposed windows to the soul. Alex knew that just the urging to continue was great praise in Elizabeth Donnelly's world. That the legendary courtroom litigator would not waste her time with something unless it peaked her interest.

"As an Assistant District Attorney working for the people of the State of New York, I represent not just myself, but the judicial system that was developed by our forefather's. It is a responsibility. A meaningful, important responsibility that needs to be held by one with integrity, intelligence, and humility. I say humility because we are not the judge, the jury, or the executioner. We are a mere piece of the system put in place by men and women that fought for that freedom, and that right. The right to a fair, just trial. But also, our system is about balance. Though they have the right to a fair trial, the people have a right to live in safety, trust in others, and have confidence in the system that was made to work in their best interest. Not just justice for those victimized, but the defendant guilty or innocent, and society as a whole." Alex continued, though sweat started to form on her brow and her body shook from the strain as her inside's screamed for release.

"Yes, agreed. But any decent debate student should know this." Elizabeth almost sounded flippant toward Alex's impassioned words. "Sadly, I know a lot of practicing lawyers, Judges, and even politicians that don't know any of this. Continue Counselor."

Alex could feel the blood pounding in her ear and her body was starting to feel clammy from the cold sweat excreting from her pores. The young blonde was always a milky white and burnt easily in the sun but right now she was pale as a sheet.

"Alexandra, continue." The dominant older woman ordered.

A loud rumble escaped the young woman's lower abdomen and if Alex could blush right now she would be a traffic flare.

"Pet, are you alright?" Liz smirked.

A shaky hand reached out and grasped the shower rod to keep steady, but Alex's resolve and her body was slipping away. She didn't want to admit defeat and let the pressure go, the mere thought of losing control of her own bowels, even with it mainly being the enema, was humiliating. But the pain was starting to become unbearable. And honestly, Alex was really having a hard time thinking that any punishment would be worse than this. But she knew never to underestimate Elizabeth Donnelly.

"Yes… Ma'am," Alex panted forcing herself to continue.

"Good," Liz nodded the distressed woman to keep going.

"As a … Prosecutor," Alex cursed under her breathe. "We are to be, fair… and we speak for the people, but we do not Judge or…"

Alex swallowed. "Find guilt or innocence. We present the facts, with respect, honesty, and to the best of our ability."

Elizabeth could see her sub was starting to lose the war, though she fought and won multiple battles in this task that was set forth on her. She was highly impressed.

"We do not compromise the truth and we… we … fuck." Alex groaned holding her lower body with one hand.

Liz snorted at the curse and hid her smile keeping composure. "I apologize, go on."

"Justice is blind!" The poor pet screamed. "Assuming and making judgments … compromises cases and puts the people and our system in jeopardy."

Alex was losing concentration and she felt her speech was more important than holding in this stupid god forsaken enema. "Knowledge and understanding are tools we need to not only fairly litigate, but also… also…"

Alex whined and couldn't take it anymore. Before she knew it Liz was pulled off the toilet and tossed away almost falling onto the tiled floor. As she regained her balance she heard the telltale sound of liquid hitting liquid, and a groan as Alex let loose the pressure and admitted defeat.

"So close my dear little pet, so very close. Now finish your sentence. It is extremely rude to stop what you are saying and keep the audience in anticipation." Liz smiled.

"Huh?" Alex exhaustively asked.

"You were explaining the ills of assuming and not understanding a full knowledge of things." Liz reminded.

"Knowledge and understanding, compassion and tolerance, keeping an open mind and learning in general…" The exhausted pet panted. "Is what as the nation of man strives for and we will never become enlightened unless we practice those virtues."

Alex almost fell to the ground but she settled for down laying her torso on her thighs. The last bit of warm water leaving her cramped angry body. She had failed the test with just two sentences to go. The young blonde risked a look at her mentor, fully expecting annoyance and disappointment. What she saw was the last thing she expected. Elizabeth Donnelly, her boss, her Owner, her Mistress was smiling at her. She looked almost proud.