A/N: I am SO SORRY it's been SO long since I last paid any attention to this story! There are many more chapters to come before this story is complete, and I aim to finish it this year. Let's get back into the adventure!

Olivia glanced at the clock on the wall and became slightly alarmed when she realized that she hadn't seen either of her beloved girls for over two hours. By now they should have at least come to her wanting to be fed. Michaela had stayed in her Mistress's arms for a solid forty-five minutes before she gathered up enough courage to go explore the party on her own, with strict instructions that she was more than welcome to come back and join Olivia on the sidelines if she got scared or overwhelmed. Normally when they went to a play party Olivia would have engaged in some activity of her own, but Olivia's gut was telling her to remain available for her girls, and Olivia always obeyed her gut. The brunette detective got up from where she had been sitting and began searching for her girls in the crowded club. She spotted a flash of red hair and made her way toward Casey who was on her knees being fed by her Mistress.

"Casey, have you seen Alex or Michaela?"

"No, Ma'am. After Alex and I were done playing, she said she was going to play with George. The last time I saw Michaela, she was with you." Casey responded from her place kneeling on the floor at Amanda's feet.

After a bit of searching, Olivia found George and asked him the same question.

"I was with Alex for a while. After we were done, she said she was hungry and was going to find you. That was about an hour ago. I think I saw Michaela in the rope area around that time."

Trying to remain calm, Olivia continued to search for Alex and Michaela in the swarm of people. Michaela was no longer in the rope area, and the woman running the demonstration told her that she saw Michaela and Alex together, speaking with a man. With this information, Olivia went back and found Amanda.

"Amanda, I can't find my girls. They aren't in the building."

"Honey, go find Elliot, Finn, and the rest of my squad and tell them to meet Olivia and I up front." Amanda ordered, and Casey scampered off to do as she was told. Amanda whipped out her cell phone and dialed a number.

"When I booked this place for the party, I hired the best security I could find. Nobody gets in or out of here without a stamp…. Steve, it's Amanda. I need you to check your records. One of our Mistresses is missing her two submissives, a blonde and a redhead."

"Oh, yeah. They checked out about an hour ago. They were with some guy, I figured it was their Master. They were both crying, but he just said that they were over-stimulated and would be fine once he got them home. I got his picture, I'll text it to you."

"That's Michaela's old Master that we arrested last year!" Olivia gasped in horror.

"Steve, you idiot!" Amanda yelled.

"What's going on? I'll have you know I was in the middle of some pretty intense shit when Casey interrupted me." Finn grumbled, walking up to the two women with Elliot, Munch, Carisi and Kat on his heels.

"I'll buy you a drink later. Right now I need your help. Alex and Michaela have been kidnapped. I need this place locked down and every single person questioned." Olivia ordered. She then took out her own cell phone to call Don Cragen. She needed her father.

"OW!" Alex cried out with tears streaming down her face, blood pouring from her lip. She was terrified beyond anything she had ever been in her life and the only thing she wanted in that moment was to be wrapped in the safety of Olivia's loving arms.

"Shut up, slut. Michaela, gag her." he tossed a gag in Michaela's general direction.

"Yes, Master." Michaela picked up the gag and roughly shoved it into Alex's mouth.

Alex just stared at Michaela in utter confusion. What she didn't understand is that Michaela was just trying to get them out of the situation alive. When Michaela's former Master had approached her at the party, and threatened to open fire unless she cooperated with him, Michaela was scared to death. There had been no time to run and get her Mistress for protection. Michaela hoped that by cooperating with him, it would keep them alive long enough to be found safe and taken home where they belonged. He had taken both of their cell phones, turned them off, and smashed them for good measure, so there was no way for Olivia to track their location, but they still prayed for a miracle. They knew that their Mistress was a very smart, powerful woman and would move heaven and earth to find them.

They drove for what felt like hours, but was probably less than an hour. When the van finally stopped, Alex screeched through her gag as she was grabbed roughly by her hair and dragged toward what appeared to be an abandoned factory. Michaela winced, but was much calmer. Alex was not used to being treated so roughly, whereas Michaela was very familiar with the callous ways of her former Master.

"Get in there!" he ordered, shoving the two girls through the door and into a large open room.

"Good job, Dave. Here's your payment for getting this one back, plus your payment for bringing in the blonde one." another man handed over a large stack of bills.

"It's gonna be okay, sweetheart. Your entire squad is on this and they all say that none of them are going home until Alex and Michaela are found safe." Don Cragen told his tearful daughter, handing her a cup of tea.

"I shouldn't have let them out of my sight. We shouldn't have gone to the party at all." Olivia sniffled with tears in her eyes, taking a small sip of her tea. She was still dressed in her skirt and corset, and now had a cardigan draped around her shoulders as she sat at her desk in her office.

"This isn't your fault, baby. None of this is your fault." Don insisted. He knew his daughter very well and he knew that she was blaming herself.

Three days passed. In those three days, Alex and Michaela were beaten, raped, and tortured in more ways and by more men than they could keep track of. Alex found out quickly that her safe word was useless in this wicked environment, something that Michaela was already well aware of. Alex no longer felt like a treasured submissive, she felt like a filthy whore. Nobody cared about her opinions or her desires, they only cared about how much sex she could give them and for how much money. On the fourth day, something inside Alex broke. She stopped speaking, and she stopped caring. When yet another man entered the room, she dissociated herself from what was happening to her. Even if Olivia found them, Alex was convinced that there was no way she would want her now.

Michaela had spent most of her life feeling worthless. Being back in a situation where people seemed to take pleasure in making her feel worthless felt familiar to her, so it wasn't as devastating to her as it was to Alex, but it did have a strange effect on her that she wasn't expecting. It made her angry. Olivia had shown her that good Mistresses and Masters existed, that there were people who treated their submissives as more than just a piece of property. It made her angry that one horrible man had the power to take that all away from her.

Olivia let out a noise that was somewhere between a growl of frustration and a desperate sob as she slammed down the phone and put her head in her hands. It had been four days since she'd seen her girls. The apartment was too empty and lonely without them, so she was staying with Amanda and Casey. She was not a religious person, but she would gladly sell her soul to whatever higher power existed just to have her girls home and safe. The thought of somebody hurting her babies made her blood boil. True to their word, her squad worked tirelessly, following every possible lead they could find to bring Alex and Michaela home.

"Barba's not having any luck?" Fin asked as he walked into Olivia's office and handed her a cup of coffee.

"No. The lead didn't pan out." Olivia sighed.

"Liv, you're exhausted. Why don't you go lie down in the crib for a while? I'll come wake you up when we've got something solid." Fin suggested. His boss hadn't slept in four days.

"I'm not closing my eyes again until we find them." Olivia growled.