"Can I open my eyes yet?"

"Not yet."

Casey was silent as Olivia led her a few more steps forward. "Now?" she asked hopefully. The anticipation was driving her crazy.

"Not yet," came the older woman's firm reply.

Casey pouted. "This walk seems endless," she complained as Olivia continued to lead her forward. Without looking she knew she was being led down a small flight of steps, and then forward what felt like an extra thousand steps. Finally, Olivia turned her around and kissed her. "Now?" Casey murmured.

"Now," Olivia repeated.

Casey opened her eyes and looked around. She could see that they were in a secluded section of the beach. The high tide waves lapped against the beach and sped back out to the ocean, only to be replaced by another set. Casey continued to admire their surroundings, including the beautiful palm trees and the pure white sand. "Oh, it's beautiful," she exclaimed, her gaze falling upon the large towel Olivia had spread out underneath two towering trees. On one side of it were two chilled sodas, and the other was a snack tray. "Wow," the redhead reiterated.

"Not nearly as beautiful as you, sweetie," Olivia answered, gently pushing Casey onto the towel. "I asked around, and apparently this section of the beach, in addition to being extremely romantic, is almost exclusively for couples who just want to be alone. What better place to spend our first night in Hawaii?"

"That's so sweet," Casey murmured as Olivia laid down next to her. She propped herself up onto her side and looked into her wife's beautiful chocolate brown eyes, feeling a sudden burst of emotion well up in her. She couldn't believe how loved Olivia always made her feel. Her move four years ago seemed so long ago. Feeling Olivia kiss her neck pulled her out of her reminiscing. "So what is the plan for tonight?" she asked, wondering what Olivia had in store as her punishment.

Olivia grinned, her teeth showing in a way that resembled the way Casey assumed a lion stared at its prey before devouring it. "Your punishment tonight is going to be in multiple parts," she answered as she undid one of the buttons on Casey's jacket. "Part one is here on the beach. Then, once we are done here, I will take you back to our hotel room for part two, which, if I do say so myself, is going to drive you crazy."

"What is it?" Casey asked hopefully, though she knew she would never be able to convince Olivia to tell her. If there was one thing she had learned early on in their relationship, it was that Olivia Benson was not one to reveal in advance what she had in store.

True to form, Olivia replied "How many times do I have to tell you, I'm not going to tell you? Just wait and see, baby. It will be worth the wait, I promise."

Casey nodded as the older woman resumed working on her buttons. Once she had pulled her jacket off, Casey's shirt, tank top, and bra were thrown to the ground next. Then came her skirt, pantyhose, and panties (she had left her shoes in the hotel room). Olivia instructed her to lay down on her back and close her eyes. Casey did as she was told, without saying a word.

"Notice something odd about right now?" Olivia asked, kissing Casey's neck and sinking her teeth gently into the attorney's skin.

Casey moaned softly, keeping her eyes closed. She wondered how she was supposed to be able to think logically when her wife was torturing her body like this. Then, just when she was about to shrug and say she didn't know, the answer hit her like a ton of bricks. "I'm not handcuffed," she answered.

"That's right. And do you know why you're not handcuffed?"

Again with the questions. Casey silently cursed Olivia in her head. "I don't know," she murmured. Knowing Olivia, it was some obscure reason that she would have never figured out if she worked at it for a thousand years.

"Yes you do. Think, Casey. Why are you usually handcuffed?"

"Because I was a bad girl," Casey replied, opening her eyes to see if something in her wife's actions or facial expressions would give the answer away. But there was no such luck. "Tell me," she begged softly.

Olivia just smiled and shook her head. "You answered correctly to my first question. Usually when I handcuff you it is because you are a naughty little ADA. But you've been naughty today, haven't you?" Seeing the younger woman nod, Olivia nodded back and continued. "I didn't handcuff you because you're going to need your hands. And because you're going to be handcuffed all night long once we get to the hotel. Just wait until you see what I have in store for you. You'll be lucky if you're able to get out of bed tomorrow morning, let alone walk." She reached into the picnic basket and took something out, then held it behind her back before Casey could see what it was.
Close your eyes," the brunette ordered.

"Olivia-" Casey tried to protest.

"Close your eyes," Olivia told her again. As Casey sighed and did as she was told, Olivia immediately took the small piece of cloth from behind her back. Grinning, she quickly gagged Casey. Pulling back, she admired her work. "Now keep your eyes closed or I will blindfold you in addition to gagging you, is that clear?" Unable to speak, Casey managed to give her a thumbs up. "Good girl," Olivia told her, nodding approvingly. "Open your legs," she suddenly commanded.