Amanda walked into the precinct praying that Olivia was on the phone, in a meeting, or otherwise occupied rather than waiting on her wayward detective. Out of the corner of her eye, Olivia saw Amanda slink to her desk and pretended not to notice as she finished her discussion with Fin and Kat and sent them off in their separate directions. Fin returned to his desk and picked up the phone while Kat left the squadroom to do as she had been told.
"Amanda, my office." Olivia called, still not looking at Amanda as she turned and walked back into her office. Amanda cursed under her breath.
"Yes, Captain?" Amanda closed the door behind her, trying to act natural like nothing was wrong.
"Nice of you to join us. What's your excuse this time?" Olivia inquired.
"Um… traffic?" Amanda asked rather than stated.
"Right. Honey, this is the third time this week alone that you've been late for work and I have to be honest with you, I'm a little over it."
"I'm sorry, Liv. It won't happen again, I promise."
"That's what you told me last week when I let you off the hook with a slap on the wrist. This constant tardiness of yours is becoming a bad habit and I cannot tolerate it on my squad. Believe me, I understand all too well that having children sometimes makes it harder to get out the door on time; been there, done that. But not nearly every day for three weeks in a row. I don't know if you need to start getting ready earlier or start scheduling childcare more in advance, but whatever you need to do to start being on time to work, you need to figure it out and you need to figure it out quickly."
"Yes, Ma'am." Amanda bit her lower lip as she listened to Olivia's gentle scolding.
"Good. I hate to do this to you first thing in the morning, but I need you to bend across my desk. I think a few licks of the cane will help motivate you to start being on time."
"Liv, please, not that thing…." Amanda tried to blink back the tears that were immediately in her eyes.
"Yes, this thing you hate so much. If you bend over without a fuss, it will only be fifteen licks. If you want to argue with me about it, then we will make it twenty." Olivia took the cane down off its hook on the wall.
Tears welled up in Amanda's eyes and spilled over as she reluctantly pulled down her pants and bent across Olivia's desk, holding on tight to the other side. Amanda knew from experience what a difference five fewer licks would make, even though it didn't sound like a lot. Olivia placed a hand on Amanda's back and, to Amanda's surprise, began to spank her panty-clad bottom with her hand. Olivia almost never used her hand to punish them. Amanda knew that for Olivia to use her hand meant that, even if she was only going to get fifteen licks of the cane, they were going to be fifteen very hard licks. After a few minutes, Olivia pulled down Amanda's panties and continued to spank the blonde detective with her hand until Amanda's bottom was blushing pink and Amanda was sniffling and whimpering, struggling to stay still.
"Good girl. You know the drill, yes?" Olivia picked up the cane.
"Yes, Captain." Amanda whimpered.
WHACK!
"OWWW! One, thank you, Ma'am!" Amanda winced as the cane connected sharply with her tender bottom.
WHACK!
"FU-"
"Amanda!" Olivia warned sternly.
"I mean, two, thank you, Ma'am." Amanda quickly corrected herself.
"I know it hurts, it's supposed to. Mind your tongue." Olivia warned.
WHACK!
"Ahhhhhh! Th-three, thank you, Ma'am!"
Amanda continued to obediently count each stinging lick and quickly began to cry. After the tenth lick, Olivia paused and rubbed Amanda's heaving back, listening to her sob for a moment.
"Only five left, sweetie. Do you need a break or shall we get it over with?" Olivia offered the option.
"I-I n-need a break, please." Amanda sobbed.
"Of course. Up you come. Into the corner with you, hands on your head."
Amanda gratefully stood in the corner with her hands on her head and struggled to calm herself. She felt safe knowing that her best friend was looking out for her, even if her bottom didn't appreciate it at the moment. Amanda wondered if Olivia would tell her to come to her apartment later that evening for another dose and prayed that the brunette detective would decide that one punishment was enough.
"Come here, Amanda. Let's get this over with." Olivia called Amanda out of the corner a few minutes later. Amanda resumed her position bent across the desk.
"Last five. You don't have to count these." Olivia tapped the cane against Amanda's bare bottom.
"Yes, Ma'am." Amanda whimpered.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
"Good girl." Olivia praised, setting the cane aside.
Amanda howled and collapsed onto the desk in tears. Olivia gently rubbed her heaving back.
"Good girl. You were very brave, sweetie. You can stand up and get dressed whenever you feel like it. You don't have to stand in the corner again." Olivia told her kindly.
Amanda slowly pushed herself upright and hesitantly pulled up her pants and panties, wincing and letting out a strangled sob as the material rubbed against her sore bottom. She then found herself wrapped in her best friend's arms in a warm, forgiving hug.
"I'm sorry!" Amanda sobbed.
"I know. All forgiven. I hope we won't have to have this discussion again." Olivia held Amanda tight, gently stroking her long blonde hair.
"We won't." Amanda promised.
"Good girl. Noah is having a sleepover at a friend's house tonight, so I'll see you at my apartment at six." Olivia said.
"Yes, Ma'am." Amanda almost started sobbing again and was tempted to argue, but in the end decided to just accept her fate.
At exactly six o' clock, there was a knock on Olivia's door and the brunette detective went to answer it. Amanda stood on the threshold looking nervous.
"Amanda, right on time. Come in." Olivia offered a friendly smile.
Amanda followed Olivia into the kitchen where she was surprised when Olivia handed her a beer.
"The pizza should be here any minute and I have a stack of chick flicks that I've been meaning to get to." Olivia explained, hiding her smile at the startled expression on Amanda's face.
"But… I mean, I thought… aren't you going to punish me again?" Amanda stammered.
"Do you want me to?" Olivia teased with a smile.
"Well, no, of course not, but…" Amanda shrugged.
"I just wanted you to show up on time. Mission accomplished, end of story. I figured we could both use a kid-free evening, hence the pizza, beer, and movies." Olivia motioned toward the small stack of DVDs waiting to be sorted through.
"I was freaking out on my way over here!" Amanda let out a laugh and heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.
"Well, I couldn't just flat out invite you over for a girl's night while you were in tears in my office. This way was much more fun." Olivia laughed.
"Shut up and answer the door." Amanda grinned when there was a knock on the door.
"You pick out which movie you want to watch first." Olivia instructed and then turned to answer the door, picking up her wallet to pay for the pizza.