A/N: I am beginning a new multi-chapter story that has been rolling around in my brain for a while. If you don't enjoy reading about BDSM, then please don't.
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
Alex's eyes shot open and she hurried to turn off the alarm on her phone. She glanced over and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her beloved Mistress still sound asleep in bed, glad that the noise hadn't disturbed her. Olivia worked really hard and needed to rest on her days off. Alex stretched and carefully stood up from her mattress on the floor, folding her blankets neatly and pushing her mattress against the wall so it would be out of Olivia's path when she got up. It felt strange to wake up on her mattress; she didn't sleep on it very often, but Alex understood why she had been made to sleep by herself last night. Naughty girls didn't get to sleep in their Mistress's bed. Today was a new day with a clean slate, though. Alex showered, dressed in a lacy black bra and matching panties, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. The white pearl on her collar dangled in the hollow of her throat as the submissive woman walked around the kitchen preparing the food and humming to herself.
The delicious smells of coffee, french toast, eggs, and sausage mingled together in the air and wafted down the hall to the bedroom, rousing Olivia from sleep. She sat up in bed, stretched, and took several slow, deep breaths, grateful that she didn't have to jump out of bed and rush off to work today. Olivia cherished her days off at home with her sweet little submissive. The brunette detective showered, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, and exited the bedroom.
"Good morning, beautiful." Olivia smiled lovingly, seeing her sweet little submissive in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on breakfast.
"Good morning, Ma'am." Alex smiled adoringly and dropped to her knees at Olivia's feet, gently pressing her lips to the back of Olivia's right hand in greeting.
"Up." Olivia ordered kindly, beckoning, and took Alex in her arms for a loving hug and a deep kiss, affection that Alex eagerly returned. It was several moments before the couple came up for air.
"Breakfast smells wonderful, angel. Good girl," Olivia praised, "but I think before we have breakfast, we'll have an inspection." Olivia sat down on one of the kitchen chairs and patted her lap.
Without hesitation, Alex draped herself across her Mistress's lap. Olivia took immaculate care of her property, and these inspections happened the morning after every punishment. Alex lay still as Olivia pulled her panties down and gently glided her hand across Alex's cherry red bottom.
"Is it a sore bottom, little one?" Olivia inquired kindly as she carefully inspected the results of yesterday's bare bottom paddling.
"Yes, Ma'am. It doesn't hurt as much as it did yesterday, but it is still sore." Alex replied honestly.
"What did you learn, sweetheart?" Olivia righted Alex's panties and turned her sweet little submissive face up to cuddle her close to her heart. Every punishment had to teach a lesson or it was useless as a deterrent for future misbehavior.
"I learned that I have to find better ways to express myself other than being a brat, Ma'am." Alex beamed as she was cuddled, relishing the affection after spending the night by herself. What she didn't know is that her Mistress had laid awake half the night, long after Alex fell asleep, her heart aching to relent and bring Alex to bed. Olivia never slept well on those nights when her sweet little submissive wasn't in bed with her.
"Good girl," Olivia praised, kissing Alex's forehead, "let's have breakfast now before the food gets cold." Olivia tenderly patted Alex's bottom.
Alex prepared two plates of food and poured two cups of coffee, bringing them over to where Olivia sat at the table waiting.
"Position four." Olivia ordered kindly.
Alex dropped to her knees and rested her bottom on her heels, placing her hands behind her back, grasping her elbows. She waited patiently for Olivia to take a bite of egg and take a sip of coffee before offering Alex a piece of sausage. Alex opened her mouth and accepted the sausage with her lips, chewing carefully before swallowing and waiting patiently for the next morsel. Alex adored being fed by hand. It was just one of the many ways her Mistress made her feel special and loved.
Alex had to admit that she was a very spoiled submissive. Olivia told her horror stories about the submissives she came into contact with every day at work. These submissives were abused and mistreated. They were called stupid, lazy, and worthless. Their basic needs for protection from the cold and the heat were denied. They were beaten bloody and screamed at, harshly punished for no reason. They were malnourished and terrified of making the slightest mistake. Olivia and her squad worked tirelessly, often encountering very dangerous circumstances, to rescue these submissives from their abusive Masters and Mistresses and place them in loving homes where they would be respected as valued members of the household.
Olivia bent over backwards to build up Alex's self-worth and self-esteem. Alex was allowed to sleep in her Mistress's bed. She was allowed to speak her mind and express her opinions freely. She was given a generous monthly allowance and was free to spend or save it as she pleased. She was well nourished, well rested, and well groomed. Her Mistress praised her often for good behavior and offered physical affection. Olivia was very strict and wouldn't hesitate to give her naughty little submissive a good, hard spanking on her bare bottom when Alex deserved to be punished, but there was no doubt in Alex's mind just how much she was loved and cherished as a beloved member of her Mistress's household, and Alex never came away from any punishment feeling like anything less than a treasured human being worth more than all the gold in the world. Alex knew that if she fell short, as all human beings sometimes do, she would be soundly spanked and forgiven. Olivia didn't believe in leaving her sweet little submissive to cry herself out alone after a sound spanking as she knew many Mistresses and Masters did. Olivia didn't believe in making Alex take cold showers or giving her punishment enemas or leaving Alex tied in painful positions for hours on end. She didn't believe in beating Alex until she was bloody and sporting painful black and blue bruises on her sweet, delicate face for a week. She didn't believe in verbally berating Alex. If Alex deserved to be scolded, Olivia's tone was very firm, but she never raised her voice or called Alex names or put her down in any way. When Olivia gave Alex an order, she certainly expected to be obeyed, but even her orders were spoken kindly. If they were in a public setting and Alex needed to be warned to straighten up or else, it was done quietly so that Alex would never be humiliated in front of anyone who didn't understand the lifestyle.
"Earth to Alex." Olivia's gentle voice penetrated Alex's thoughts.
Alex hadn't even realized that she'd gotten lost in her thoughts, and she looked up into Olivia's chocolate brown eyes. Olivia was not annoyed or irritated. She was calm and patient as she waited for her sweet little submissive to come back to her, holding a piece of french toast up to Alex's lips. Alex accepted the morsel of food.
"Where did you go just now, baby?" Olivia asked conversationally.
"I was thinking about you, Ma'am. I love you." Alex's baby blue eyes sparkled with adoration.
"I love you too, princess. You're such a good girl." Olivia praised with a loving smile.
"I'm full, Ma'am." Alex announced a while later.
"One more bite of french toast and two more bites of egg, then you can be done." Olivia told her, and Alex obediently opened her mouth.
"Good girl. We need to go grocery shopping today, so it's time to get dressed. Black jeans, a white t-shirt, your silver sandals, and your gold watch. Put your phone in your left back pocket, and you may put on a little bit of clear lip gloss and some nude eyeshadow. No mascara. When you are ready, wait for me to the left of the front door in position one facing the wall." Olivia ordered kindly.
"Yes, Ma'am." Alex stood up and obediently disappeared down the hall.
Olivia found Alex dressed and waiting for her exactly as instructed, standing to the left of the door facing the wall with her feet shoulder-width apart and her hands on her head. Olivia tenderly patted Alex's bottom to check that she had remembered her phone.