A/N: Does anyone know what's going on with FanFiction that I can't see the new comments in the comments sections of my stories? And does anyone know how I can get in touch with someone to get it fixed?
About a week later, Olivia arrived at Kincaid Transition Station to visit and found Alex in the gym working with Monique. For some unknown reason, Alex had woken up in a sour mood and had spent most of the day sulking alone in her room, refusing all invitations from the other girls to watch a movie or do gardening or play board games or just sit around and gossip. Now she was taking her sour mood out on Monique and refusing to do pretty much anything the physical therapist told her to do without arguing about it. Monique had tried to switch up the routine, figuring that maybe Alex was just getting bored by so much repetition, but, unfortunately, that didn't seem to help.
"N-NO! I w-won't!" Alex snapped with an attitude, not seeing Olivia enter the gym right at that moment.
"Did I just hear you say 'no' to Monique, little girl?" Olivia scolded as she approached them, setting her bag down on the bleachers.
"Ma'am!" Alex's sour mood was gone instantly as she hurried into Olivia's arms with a bright smile and happily snuggled into Olivia's arms. Olivia kissed Alex's forehead, nose, and lips.
"Well, hello, my baby. Answer my question, please. Why are you giving Monique a hard time today?" Olivia held Alex in her arms and gently rested her hand on Alex's bottom, silently warning her to respond to the question.
"I d-don't w-want to ex-ex-exercise t-today." Alex whined.
"Alex's sessions with me have been cut down to only two days a week since she's been doing so well, we just seem to be having trouble getting motivated today." Monique said kindly.
"I see. Well, I'm here now, so I can be your cheerleader while you're exercising. Or I can put you over my knee and motivate you in a different way." Olivia said, raising an eyebrow dangerously.
Alex gulped. Olivia hadn't spanked her since she had been rescued from the warehouse, but now that Alex had all of her words back and her body was pretty much healed, spanking was back on the table as a means of discipline. Olivia's strong right hand was nothing to sneeze at, and Alex's sense of self-preservation was screaming at her to obey. Another part of her was feeling strangely unsettled, though, and felt the need to test the waters and be put in her place after going so long without her Mistress's loving discipline to guide her.
"No. I won't do it." Alex's tone dripped with attitude.
"I see somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, otherwise you wouldn't be behaving like this. Monique, if you'll excuse us for just a few minutes."
"Of course, take all the time you need. I don't have to be at my next appointment until three." Monique said, picking up a clipboard and writing something down.
Olivia retrieved the hairbrush out of her bag and Alex instantly regretted her behavior as Olivia took her by the arm and guided her a few feet away. Olivia sat down on the bleachers, pulled Alex's track pants and panties down, and guided Alex over her lap. Alex practically melted in the familiar position, feeling more secure and at peace than she had felt in what seemed like forever, knowing that the rules and consequences of her relationship were exactly the same as before and her Mistress was going to take care of her and spank her naughty bottom when Alex needed to be lovingly put in her place.
"Tell me why you're getting a spanking, little girl." Olivia gently rested her hand on Alex's bare bottom, poised to strike.
"Because of my disrespectful attitude, Ma'am." Alex replied, relaxing her bottom muscles without being told.
Olivia raised up her strong right hand and brought it down sharply, her stern palm connecting sharply with her beloved submissive's tender bare bottom for the first time in over a month. Olivia herself felt a sense of peace having Alex back over her lap where she belonged as she spanked Alex's bottom to a healthy shade of pink before picking up the hairbrush, feeling the familiar weight of it in her hand and bringing the wooden implement down sharply on her naughty submissive's bare bottom. Alex yelped at the familiar sting and before long she found herself lying limp across Olivia's lap sobbing as her bottom was spanked to a deep shade of cherry red. Olivia put the hairbrush aside before she picked Alex up to cuddle her on her lap, gently rocking Alex and stroking her long blonde hair, showering the sobbing blonde with tender words of love and forgiveness.
"That's my good girl. Such a good girl. Cry it out, little one, it's all over and forgiven. I'm right here for you." Olivia cooed lovingly, feeling strangely emotional herself and blinking back tears of her own as she cuddled Alex close to her heart, reaching underneath Alex's t-shirt to gently rub her heaving back.
Alex sobbed on Olivia's shoulder for a while until her eyes were finally dry.
"I'm s-sorry, M-Ma'am. I'll be a g-good g-girl." Alex sniffled.
"I know you're a good girl, baby. You will always be my good girl no matter how you behave. I think you have one more apology to make, don't you?" Olivia said kindly, gently stroking Alex's face.
"Yes, Ma'am." Alex stood up from Olivia's lap and winced as Olivia pulled her pants and panties up over her punished bottom.
"Monique, I'm sorry about my bad attitude." Alex blushed in embarrassment.
"That's okay, honey, we all get in bad moods sometimes. You only have about forty five minutes left with me and then I'll leave you alone for the rest of the day. Now let's have you flat on your back, please, knees pointed toward the ceiling. Good girl." Monique said kindly, smiling sympathetically when Alex winced as her bottom made contact with the exercise mat.
When physical therapy was over, Olivia waited sitting on Alex's bed while Alex took a quick shower. Visiting hours were just about over, so Olivia gently tucked Alex into her bed for a nap, as was her habit after a spanking, and today she was twice as exhausted since she had just done physical therapy. Olivia sat on the edge of Alex's bed holding her hand until Alex fell asleep and then Olivia tip-toed out of the room and on her way out of the building she stopped by the punishment room to speak with Teresa where a naughty girl was sniffling and whimpering in the corner with her hands on her head and her paddled bottom on display.
"Hello, my name is Olivia Benson, my submissive is Alex Cabot. While I was here visiting today I had to take her over my knee for an attitude adjustment and I just tucked her into her bed for a little nap. She'll probably sleep for about an hour or so, but when she wakes up, please see to it that she gets arnica rubbed on her bottom."
"Yes, Madam, I will write myself a note and see to it personally." Teresa nodded and wrote something down on a pad of paper.
On her way to her car, Olivia's cell phone rang.
"Captain Benson, this is Captain Hernandez down at Rikers. I've got an inmate named Michaela Brightman who is making quite a fuss in her cell demanding to see you. Actually, she hasn't stopped making a fuss since she got here, but for some reason she has a bee in her bonnet today about wanting to see you. Do you have time to come down for a visitation or should I just throw her in solitary overnight for scaring the daylights out of her cellmate with her tantrums?"
"Putting her in solitary for the night is your call, I'll leave that to you, but I do happen to have time to come down right now. I'll be there soon."
When she arrived at Rikers, Olivia was led to the visitation room where Michaela was cuffed to a table with an armed guard hovering nearby. When she saw Olivia, Michaela tried to stand up, and whined when she forgot that she was handcuffed to the table.
"Sit your ass down, inmate." the guard ordered sternly.
"I'm very busy, Michaela. Captain Hernandez said you wanted to see me. What do you want?"
"I want to know why you don't want me." Michaela demanded.
"Are you kidding? Michaela, I took you into my home for over a year. I provided you with food, clothing, shelter, and all the affection I could possibly give you. I did love you, and the way you repaid that love was to stab me and Alex both in the back. What you had wasn't good enough for you, you wanted all of the attention and affection for yourself. What did you think was going to happen? That you would get rid of Alex and I wouldn't care and would just take you as a replacement and not bother to look for her? That isn't how relationships work, Michaela. Alex is mine and will always be mine whether we bring in somebody new or not. If you'll recall a while back, I offered to help you find a safe place to live where you would be valued as a member of the family, and if you wanted to be someone's only submissive, then you should have told me that and I would have gladly helped you find a home where you would be the only submissive. My home is not that home, I already have a submissive and I am not going to throw her away just because you got a little taste of kindness and got greedy. You will not be allowed back in my home, and you're going to be put away for a number of charges, including accessory to kidnapping, menacing, trespassing, making a false report, emotional distress, child abuse, child sex trafficking, and endangering the welfare of a child. By my calculations, that's at least sixty years behind bars, i.e. the rest of your life."
"Where's Emma, where's my daughter? I want to see her."
"Your daughter? You're never going to see that kid again. After everything she's told me and my detectives, yours and Dave's parental rights have been stripped and Emma is being fostered to adopt by an ACS worker and his wife who is a nurse and has experience in caring for children with cystic fibrosis. She wets the bed almost every night terrified that you'll come back and let grown men do bad things to her, but she's finally got a shot at a normal childhood and a good chance of recovery from all the trauma you put her through with supportive parents who love her. I'm very sorry that you didn't have those things when you were growing up, but that doesn't mean you get to turn around and put your own daughter through the same trauma. Now, if you have nothing productive to say, I need to be on my way."
"I want to make a deal." Michaela blurted as Olivia stood to leave and upon hearing this Olivia actually laughed.
"First of all, you'll have to discuss that with your lawyer at a later time because your lawyer isn't here right now and I cannot make a deal without a lawyer present. Secondly, there is nothing we want from you. Dave has been arrested, his illegal ring of Masters and Mistresses has been broken up and every single one of them has been arrested, you have been arrested. Trials are set to start soon. Alex is safe. Emma is safe. There is nothing we want from you and nothing else that you could possibly give us to warrant us giving you a deal."
"I can give you Paul Cooper on a silver platter." Michaela replied.
"We're way ahead of you, my detectives were trailing Paul Cooper long before you got dropped in my lap. Paul Cooper is old news, you'll have to try a little harder than that."
"I can give you Adam Bentley and Krystal Dane."