A/N This story is rated M for a reason, this chapter being one of them.

This chapter contains depictions of consenting adults doing what consenting adults do when they feel like it, so if sexual content isn't your thing, please skip the chapter and move on.

Paying the penalty

Sharon's viewpoint

'My place; 7 PM, do NOT be late. Your punishment will start then'. The text was short and to the point.

I smirked as I put the phone down, knowing full well what that text would do to a woman with the imagination of Brenda Leigh Johnson. I idly wondered if she had a spare pair of panties with her, certain her current ones would be well and truly ruined by the time she got home.

Brenda had turned out to be a remarkably responsive lover, a wicked combination of enthusiasm, sensitivity and kink that made her great fun, in or out of bed. She'd taken to the whole 'lesbian sex' thing with enthusiasm, making love to her was wonderful, holding her between bouts or afterwards was even better.

She loved to pull me to her, wrap herself around me and let me burrow into her embrace, making me feel safe and warm and cared for. I'd missed that, the closeness, the tenderness, the feeling of being wanted, Brenda clearly adored me, a feeling I returned in spades.

Tonight was about playing a bit of a game. I was interested in a little creative role playing, some gentle dominance games, nothing too heavy, just some fun. I had to say Brenda was not the only one dealing with a few clothing issues, just the thought of tonight's games had me wriggling in my seat all afternoon.

I managed to escape the office at five this afternoon, nodding goodbye to the squad as I walked out. One or two of them might have raised an eyebrow at me escaping at that time, usually I worked late most nights, but no one said anything.

They'd taken the news that I was dating someone well, though there had been a few surprised looks when they found out who. Partly it was the fact that it was a woman, but mostly exactly which woman. I knew our old fights had been well known, but I wasn't aware that they had become something of an LAPD legend until Elliot had gently brought it up after a meeting, mentioning that it had been a surprise.

"Are you happy?" I'd smiled.

"God yes, very happy" He'd smiled.

"Glad to hear it. After the legendary fights you two had when she first started, I wouldn't have bet against you shooting her"

"Or her shooting me" He'd laughed and shook his head.

"Nah, I'd have my money on you, I've learnt not to bet against you" I smiled.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence" I paused. "Is everyone else OK with it?" He shrugged.

"Generally yes, I won't lie, one or two were surprised you were gay, everyone was stunned that it was Chief Johnson, but you've been happy these last few weeks, we all saw that, so if you're happy we're happy" I chuckled.

"Funny, that's pretty much the same message the Chief got from her squad. They'd no idea that Brenda was interested in women. She was quick to point out it was only one woman and she was happy. A few had issues with which woman, but they want her happy. Apparently she's much easier to work for if she's happy" Elliot grinned.

"Sounds like someone else I know" We'd laughed and turned to work matters. Generally it had all gone as well as we could have hoped, but it was still early days, we were still going to have to deal with Pope but Brenda and I had agreed we'd put that off until we had to.

I headed home, I had a few preparations to make before Brenda got there, props to get set up and things to arrange, if all went well we were going to have a fun evening, one I was looking forward to with more than a little evil anticipation.

I made a light salad and put it in the fridge, no doubt we'd be hungry later, then wandered into the second bedroom where I kept my less commonly worn clothes, coats, ski gear, formal dresses and such. It was also where I kept my small collection of leather clothes. Brenda had made it clear she was dying to see me in some sooner rather than later, tonight I'd decided that some leather would suit what I had planned.

I stripped off my work suit and pulled out tonight's clothes before grabbing a quick shower. A fresh set of panties was followed by my black leather trousers, they sat snug on my hips and tight across my butt, their tight cut making my legs look longer than they were. Next came a pair of patent leather boots, their three inch heels contributing to make me look even taller and more intimidating.

On top I wore my black leather jacket, not bothering with a bra, the jacket lining was silk and soft on my skin. The jacket was a close cut, hugging me tight as I zipped it up to the neck and finally a pair of short leather gloves completed the look, encasing me in black leather. Brooke had called it the Matrix look; I rather fancied it as something a dominatrix might wear.

Wandering back out to the lounge, I set the air conditioning a little lower, all this leather looked great but was hot to wear, not to mention the cooler air would keep Brenda's skin tingling. Finally I picked up some toys from the bedside drawers and made my way to the lounge room again where I unlocked the front door then placed a set of heels near the door to the hall, turning off the lights and closing all the drapes, plunging the room into darkness broken only by the light spilling in from the hall.

I finished as the clock neared seven, I grinned, knowing Brenda would be right on time, eager to see what I had planned. I made a few last minute preparations and then sat back in the big armchair and waited. Two minutes later the digital clock on the DVD player said seven, fifteen seconds later the doorbell rang. I smiled, 'game on'.

"Come in" The door opened and Brenda stood there, still dressed in her work clothes. She stepped in, obviously surprised by the dark. "Step into the hallway and lock the door"

Doing as she was told, Brenda stepped into the doorway, peering in, though the light in the hall made it almost impossible to see anything in the darkened lounge room.

"Strip Brenda, right now" She hesitated for a moment, before dropping her bag and unbuttoning her jacket, turning to hang it on the coat stand by the door. Her blouse, heels, bra and panties followed, until she stood there bare. She still hadn't said a word, which I took as a good sign that she was into what we were doing.

"In front of you is a pair of heels, put them on"

I watched as she looked down, seeing a pair of black Prada heels, I'd got them for Brenda to wear with her little black dress, they weren't cheap, black strappy peep toes with a four inch heel; I'd been dying to seeing Brenda in them since I'd first seen them in the store.

I probably had a borderline shoe fetish, high heels did it for me, wearing them made me feel sexy and powerful and feminine, seeing others wearing them was an illicit but delightful pleasure, their legs on show, strong and defined. Maura and Natalie looked amazing in them, so did Jane and Ana at the Ball, but to see Brenda put them on and stand in front of me naked…

I'd been seriously turned on by the mental image, the reality was even better.

"Turn around, slowly Brenda, slowly" She pirouetted as I admired her standing there in front of me, just grateful that my girlfriend was so gorgeous and sexy and willing to play my game tonight.

"Lovely Brenda, you look lovely just as you are" I saw the ghost of a smile on her lips at my praise. For all her strengths and accomplishments Brenda was a woman, we all had our insecurities; we all loved to be complimented, especially by the one we loved.

Deep down I knew I was falling in love with Brenda, just as I knew she was falling for me. It was very fast for both of us, but what we were building together felt so right. Neither of us had said it yet, but I knew one of us would, sooner or later, and then the other would say it too and it would be true, those three, simple, potent, life-changing words.

I pulled myself back to the present, I had a naked and willing Brenda in front of me and I'd planned a fun night for both of us.

"Take four steps forward and kneel" I watched as she did, kneeling there in the dim light. I gave her a moment for her eyes to adjust, however all she could see was the big armchair in front of her. "I told you that you would be punished, as you've no doubt worked out, tonight is the night" I paused for a moment but Brenda was quiet, obviously willing to play. "You may speak if you feel the need, however you will address me as 'mistress', is that clear?" I watched as Brenda swallowed and licked her lips before she spoke, her voice low and husky.

"Yes mistress" I could see Brenda was happy to play, her nipples were hard, signposts to her arousal, hopefully she was also wet and humming. For a moment I just took her in, kneeling there in the dim light, my eyes had become accustomed to the poor light so I could see her clearly, enjoying everything about her, she looked so lovely there, 'how did I get so lucky'.

Realising I was dithering when we could be doing so much more fun things, I stood up and took a step forward partly into the dim light, seeing Brenda's jaw drop at the sight of me in head to toe tight black leather, another step forward and I saw her jaw drop even further as she realised I had our strap on secured around my hips over the leather. Slowly her tongue licked her lips as I sauntered forward.

"Like what you see?" She nodded slowly as she bit her lower lip. "Well?"

"Oh yes mistress"

I smiled and held out a set of wrist restraints, leather cuffs secured with buckles, lined with soft fur and joined by several chromed steel links. They screamed quality and eroticism and I watched Brenda's eyes widen as she took them in from where they dangled from my finger.

"These were a gift from Natalie; apparently she bought three sets, one for her and Ana, another for Maura and Jane and these for us. As you can imagine I was very grateful, I've wanted you naked and cuffed for so long" Brenda stared at them, her eyes wide as she realised what I was going to do to her. "Hold your hands out honey"

Realising I wasn't going to cuff her hands behind her, Brenda held them out as I buckled them together, in seconds they were secure and I let them fall, watching as Brenda unconsciously tested their hold, before letting them drop into her lap.

"I cuffed you in front because I have uses planned for your hands, they're no use to me behind your back" Brenda's reply was soft and breathy.

"Thank you mistress" I took a step back to the coffee table, picking up a riding crop and stepping across to stand next to Brenda. It actually had belonged to Heather from when she had done dressage as a teenager. I'd rediscovered it in a box packed away six months ago and put it aside, meaning to give it to her the next time we caught up, now I had a new use for it.

Brenda's eyes were glued to the crop as I idly flicked her nipple with the end of it, gentle but making her gasp in surprise at the touch. The crop's tip toyed with the nipple for a moment, before running around her breast, then moving across to the other. Brenda was pushing her chest forward, seeking the touch. Her nipples were a delight, long and sensitive, as I'd discovered on our first night together she could come and come hard just from having enough attention paid to them.

Gently I flicked the other nipple, making her start, for the next few seconds I flicked idly back and forth across her nipples, not enough to hurt, but enough to make her feel it, before allowing it to slide up her chest and neck and against her cheek. I watched as she unconsciously turned her head slightly towards where it touched her. So lovely and so very responsive…

"You need to be punished Brenda, what should I do to you?" The question was rhetorical, I didn't expect an answer but Brenda surprised me.

"Anything you want mistress" I stood there for a moment, realising Brenda was showing her trust in me, placing herself in my hands, sure that I would take care of her.

"Oh honey, I want to do so much to you, my problem is I don't know where to start"

Brenda twisted her torso to face me and leaned forward, her eyes on mine as her head moved towards my hips.

"Please mistress, let me..." I blinked, suddenly realising what she was offering, I immediately dropped the game; this was serious.

"Are you sure Brenda?" She nodded; obviously she wanted to do this, to please me.

"Please Sharon?" I thought about it, what she was offering. I'd not even considered it, I was planning on a little spanking, some teasing, making her pleasure herself while I watched and then finish it off by bending her over the couch and doing her, I knew she loved that.

But this, this was a surprise. It spoke of a willingness to do something for me that I would never have asked. In my mind, this was something her ex-husbands may have demanded to show their control over her, forcing her to do it as proof of her devotion. Brooke had never done it to me and I'd certainly not done it for her but here was Brenda asking for my permission to do this.

This strong, proud woman was willing to do this, just because she thought it would please me. I thought for a moment, the idea that she would do this for me was a humbling one, to do something so…base, so carnal.

Seeing no objection Brenda leaned forward, her tongue reaching out to touch the end of the toy, then circling it. As I watched she brought her hands up from her lap, holding the base of the dildo and tilting it up as her tongue ran up along the underside of its length. Keeping her eyes on mine she slowly lowered the toy until it was facing her, before she kissed the end and then slid it between her lips.

There was a groaning moan; mine I realised, as I watched Brenda's mouth slide down the dildo and then back up. I had to bite my lip as she slid her lips down again, taking more into her mouth, again and again she forced more and more into her mouth as her eyes remained locked with mine.

I moaned at the sight through narrowed eyes, while I obviously couldn't feel her lips, the visual was doing my head in, I was soaking wet and turned on beyond belief.

"Oh god Brenda, you have no idea what seeing you doing that does to me" I could see her lips turn up at the ends in a smile, before she lifted her head off and looked at me.

"Thank you mistress" I stared at her, as she smiled gently, aware of what she was doing to me, before her head swooped again and captured the dildo, sliding it in and out. Letting go of it with her hands, Brenda slid them around my leg, then up my thigh, as her head started to bob up and down on my 'cock', her eyes still on mine.

I was desperately pleased I wasn't a guy, certain that seeing Brenda doing that to my cock would have sent me over the edge if I was. While there was no direct stimulus from her fellatio, the sheer eroticism of what I was seeing had kicked my arousal into overdrive.

Without realising, I brought one hand down to strike her cheek, seeing her close her eyes for a moment as the leather caressed her skin,

I stood there for a moment, staring at my beautiful lover, her mouth worshipping my 'cock' like that, then bent down, the action pulling the dildo away from her mouth, as I leaned down and kissed her, my tongue diving between her lips, our tongues duelling and twisting, our moans intermingled. She tasted of Brenda and something else, belatedly I realised it was the taste of the dildo, I groaned again as I realised what she'd done, for me.

What had I done to deserve her? I didn't know, all I knew was I was more fortunate than I'd ever believed possible, to have a woman so amazing, so loving, as mine.

Finally I stood back again, letting the toy move towards her as I caressed her cheek again.

"That was lovely Brenda, but don't stop now" She smirked at me, she knew what this was doing to me, the dreadful tease. I gently moved my hand to the back of her head as she leaned forward, her lips wrapping around the end of the dildo, before her mouth encased it, sliding more than half of it inside her mouth.

Looking down at her, seeing her lips slide up and down, my hand resting on the back of her head, I felt my own arousal spike, I could understand now why guys wanted women to go down on them, the visual alone was amazing, if I could've felt it as well, if my 'cock' had been real, I'm certain I would have come already.

Finally I stepped back, a little shakily; I had to, before my legs gave way. Brenda smiled at me then licked her lips, she knew what she'd done to me and I knew it. She stood and held out her hands, asking without words to be released. I raised my eyebrow; this wasn't how I'd planned it. Brenda just smiled and spoke, low and throaty.

"I can be a lot more fun with both hands free sweetie" I nodded, reaching forward, undoing the cuffs, a little clumsy in my haste to get Brenda into bed.

Brenda looked up from her wrists, a wicked smirk on her face, before she stepped forward, snuggling up against my side, as her lips sought mine. I don't know how long I stood there, one arm around her, the other hand making meaningless patterns on her tummy, lost in her kisses, before I felt the zip on my jacket slowly sliding down. I pulled my head back and looked at her, to see her trying to fake an innocent expression, badly.

"And what are you up to?"

"Only fair sweetie, you got to see me, I get to see you" I smiled.

"I thought you wanted to see me in leather?"

"Oh I did and I still do, but I want to see you out of it even more" She leaned back in for another kiss and we lost ourselves in each other again, as her hand finished its journey, undoing the zip. Before I realised it her hand had slipped inside the jacket, her hum of delight as she discovered I didn't have a bra on underneath made her enjoyment obvious, as did the way her fingers sought out my nipple.

Finally, she stepped back a bit, before her hands started pushing and pulling the jacket off my shoulders, impatience visible on her face.

"C'mon Sharon, off" I moved to pull the jacket off. "You looked amazing and I want to see you in that again, but right now, bed" I dropped the jacket on the floor, as Brenda's eyes raked over my body. "Yeah, bed" With that she grabbed my hand and half led, half dragged me into the bedroom, where she turned me round against the bed and kissed me soundly, before pushing me back so I fell back onto the soft catch of the mattress.

"Someone's eager" Brenda just smirked as she moved to kneel on the bed.

"You have no idea Sharon, now scoot back up the bed and lie back" I moved further up until I was lying on my back, as Brenda smiled somewhat predatorily down at me.

"There is another benefit to having you like this" Her voice trailed off as she lifted her leg over my waist and straddled me, before sliding her hips back, one hand supporting her balance, the other reaching behind her to steady the toy. She raised herself up, before slowly sliding down on the dildo, her mouth opening and eyes fluttering shut as she impaled herself on it.

I was mesmerised by the vision, plus the sight of her breasts dangling right in front of me, so temptingly close…

Her head dropped back as she slid further down, a low moan escaping her as she bottomed out, before Brenda wiggled her hips, getting herself settled just so and sending a jolt through me where the other end of the toy pressed into my groin through the trousers. Still with her eyes closed, Brenda spoke in a low, dreamy tone that made me smile.

"Oh god Sharon, that's nice, so full, you feel so nice inside me…" I stared up at her, taking her in, she was magnificent, her back arched, her breasts thrust forward, as both hands unconsciously slid up her body to cup her breasts, fingertips tweaking her nipples. She groaned, then gasped slightly as she wiggled again, feeling the toy push against her walls.

"Y'know what's the best part of this sweetie?" Her head came forward as her eyes opened, staring down at me as a lazy smile curved her lips. I lay there, smiling back as my hands slid up her thighs and came to rest on her hips.

"I could think of lots of things, but what exactly" Feeling my hands on her hips she gave a little shimmy, settling even further down again on the toy as we both hummed happily.

"I get to lie here, connected to you, all filled up, while I look at you" Her eyes slid over my body.

"Touch you" Brenda's hands slid off her breasts and down, coming to rest on mine, as she palmed them, her hands warm on my nipples. She dropped forward to rest on my chest, her mouth dropping open with a gasp and her eyes slamming shut for a moment as the move made the toy press inside her even harder. Coming to rest above me, she forced her eyes open, panting softly.

"And I get to taste you" With that she leaned slowly down, covering my mouth with hers. I don't know how long we lay there, Brenda straddling me, as we kissed, my hands drawing lazy patterns on her back and toying with her hair, it might have been two minutes, it may have been twenty; we were lost, lost in each other.

Every now and then Brenda would wriggle slightly, obviously feeling the dildo inside her, each time the move made the other end move as well, keeping me humming. Finally she pulled back a little to look at me, as I forced my eyes open, missing her lips, I saw her looking down at me, her eyes full of desire and tenderness.

"There's only one thing I want more than to lay here with you like this all night sweetie" I smiled.

"And what might that be" She smirked.

"I want you to get me off" I chuckled.

"Typical, only thinking of yourself" Brenda just smiled even wider at the teasing.

"I was actually thinking of you"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, the faster you get me off, the quicker I get to return the favour" 'Oh, well in that case…'

"Sit up honey" She pushed herself up until she was sitting there straddling my hips. I feasted on the visual for a moment, Brenda all naked and flushed and aroused and all mine.

Slowly I pulled my legs up, bending them behind her and digging my heels in, I was going to need the leverage, while I settled my hands around her waist. I slowly rolled my hips, causing the dildo to move within her, drawing a little gasp as she responded. Slowly I pushed up a bit, drawing another tiny sigh as the dildo buried itself just a fraction deeper.

I pulled my hips back for a moment, seeing Brenda's eyes flutter at the sensation, before I thrust upwards gently, dragging a gasp from her as the toy buried itself in her, before pulling away again. We fell into an easy rhythm, as she rode herself up and down on my 'cock', in unconscious repetition of her earlier ministrations, this time another set of lips sliding up and down the dildo, while she supported herself with her hands on my breasts, fingers on my nipples.

Together, words neither needed or spoken, we slowly picked up the pace, as Brenda rose further and further up the toy, before dropping down as I thrust up in synchronised rhythm, each time drawing a gasp or a moan or a groan from her. My hands were on her hips, dragging her down onto me as we stopped making love and started fucking, Brenda's head thrown back, blonde hair flying as she came closer and closer to her peak, sweat dripping down over her face and breasts as I too sweated in exertion, desperate to drive her to a shattering climax.

I don't know how long we were like that, the room full of our gasps, moans and cries, each other's names on our lips, together with curses and begging, her fingers pinching and twisting my nipples, before her back arced and her body stiffened, as she screamed my name, shuddering and shaking from the climax slamming through her, before she collapsed bonelessly, falling on top of my chest, the toy still buried deep in her.

Unconsciously she blindly wrapped her arms around me, before plastering my face with sloppy, open mouthed kisses, desperate to convey her gratitude and joy, something I returned in equal measure.

Finally, exhaustion took us, as we lay there; feeling each other's hearts pounding and chests heaving from the exertions, as we slowly came down.

Finally Brenda spoke, her voice soft and slow.

"Oh god Sharon, so good, that was so good" I smiled, my eyes still closed as I basked in having her here, lying tangled with me.

""It was honey, I love watching you get off" There was a low chuckle; I felt it as she lay there, before she spoke again.

"I know how you feel sweetie, I love making you come too" I opened my eyes to see her face only inches from mine, before our lips sought each other out again. We kissed slowly and tenderly for a while, before Brenda slowly pulled away, gingerly sitting up again. Seeing her astride me, I gently rolled my hips again, getting a slight gasp in response.

"Not just yet sweetie, I'm still recovering" I chuckled.

"Aw, poor baby, was I too rough" She shook her head, sending her curls flying.

"Nope, I just need a few seconds" True to her words she lay there for a moment, before slowly rising up and off the dildo, which was wet from her arousal. She rolled to a sitting position and sat there, looking at me, a smirk slowly appearing.

"What?"

"I think we need to get you naked Sharon" She reached out to start unbuckling the straps around my hips. Together we managed to get it off, before Brenda lifted it to her mouth, running her tongue along the length of the phallus and smiling, as a jolt of arousal burned through me. With a smile she leaned over, holding the strap-on by the base and held it to me.

"Open up sweetie" A second, even bigger rush burned through me as I realised what she wanted. I opened my mouth and she gently held it to my lips, before carefully sliding the first inch or so inside, as I savoured Brenda's unmistakable taste on my tongue. I licked and sucked at it for a few seconds, my eyes on Brenda's as I saw her eyes darken, I wasn't the only one being turned on by what we were doing. Finally, she spoke.

"I think we need you out of those trousers Sharon, right now" She gently withdrew the toy from my mouth, my tongue unconsciously chasing after it for a moment, before I realised what I was doing. She chuckled, a trifle throatily. "There'll be plenty of chance for you to do more of that sweetie, but I want you naked right now" She stepped back as with a groan I rolled off the bed and to my feet, my fingers working at the buttons of the trousers, while Brenda turned and walked out of the room.

By the time I had managed to pull my boots and trousers off, she was back, the strap-on tight around her hips. I licked my lips at the sight, knowing that it was my turn. I was about to say something when I noticed she had the cuffs swinging from a finger and was holding the riding crop in her other hand. Swallowing suddenly, I looked up to see evil mischief dancing in her eyes.

"Oh and Sharon, I think we'll give these lovely cuffs a real workout. Turn around and put your hands behind your back" A rush of heat ran through me and I bit my lip to hold in a moan as Brenda sauntered towards me, smirking. "I think you need a few lessons in being a mistress, you're far too sweet and lovely to be believable just yet"

I took in the vision in front of me and I couldn't help it, I moaned.

"Oh god" Brenda just grinned.

"Just mistress will do for tonight"