A/N: Ok, the wait is over! I want to thank my beta, Liv Cassidy for everything! Enjoy!

He opened the door and saw his Domme standing before him.

"You're in your play clothes," she commented teasingly.

"I know you don't like to wait, Lady Genevieve," he said and let her in.

She smiled. "You're right. I'm glad you take direction well, Jason. It makes life so much easier."

He knew Genevieve outside of the lifestyle too. He knew her as Olivia Benson. In fact, he's had several run ins with her over the years, and he was shocked to learn that she was in the lifestyle when they first met face to face in a café not far from her apartment. He now understood why her profile on Fet Life didn't have a picture of her face. There had only been a photo of her body, dressed in her signature outfit she wore as a Domme. He, likewise, didn't have a photo of his face on his profile either. He used a picture of a candle, as he was into wax play.

Olivia smiled and put her bag down, taking out the candle. "I came with your favorite, candles and your favorite toy," she winked.

He smirked. "I am at your service, Lady Genevieve."

She walked over to him and lifted his chin. "Bedroom," she ordered. She picked up her bag again and followed him into the bedroom, where she took her trench coat off and hung it on the back of the door. She took the candle and a box of matches out of her bag, lighting the match and subsequently, the candle. She looked at him. "On your back, gripping the headboard," she said as she took the silk restraints out of her bag next, tying him to the bed. She smiled. "There."

She took out the ball gag, put it in his mouth, so he was biting on it; and fastened it around his head. She caressed his face and smiled. "I swear you should wear that all the time. I'd like you a lot more," she said with a smirk and a wink. He knew she was kidding and rolled his eyes. She grabbed her flogger and gently swatted his chest. "Watch the attitude, Jason. You know the punishment for attitude," she said, looking down her nose at him. He nodded and she smiled. "Good boy."

She took the strap-on out of her bag and set it on the bed next to him. "We'll use that later," she smiled and unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off, seeing that he was already starting to get hard. She checked the candle, noticing there was plenty of wax, she smiled. She held it in her hand and straddled him on the bed. "You ready?"

He nodded and she smiled, tilting the candle, the hot wax landing on his skin. He moaned, the sound muffled by the ball gag. She felt him getting harder and she rocked against him biting her bottom lip. "Jesus, Jason!"

Olivia would never forget when they realized they had been talking online. The moment he walked into the café, she could hardly believe what she was seeing. She could hardly believe what they were getting into. She sat at the table, drinking a cup of coffee when he walked in and looked around. She rolled her eyes as he walked over.

"What do you want, Tucker? I have half a muffin left. No cheese."

"I'm meeting someone here. I'm just not sure who to look for is all."

"So you've got a blind date? Lord, help her."

"Not a date per say, we're entering into a contract… of sorts."

She nearly choked on her muffin. She coughed and she let out a small chuckle. "You, you're… Jason?"

His jaw dropped. "You're Lady Genevieve."

She took a deep breath. "Everybody's favorite sinner."

He sat down and looked at her. "So, what do we do?"

She raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean, what do we do?"

"Well, it's not like we can go through with this, I mean… I investigate you when you fuck up."

"When you think I've fucked up, for the record, you've never found anything on me that makes me dirty in anyway."

He went to open his mouth but she put her finger up, "Don't, don't even think about making that statement, because IAB or not, I will whip your ass, literally."

"Don't threaten me with a good time, Detective."

"It wasn't a threat, Tucker."

"We can't be involved like this. It's a conflict of interest."

"As Olivia Benson, and Ed Tucker, sure, but uh, Jason and Lady Genevieve, they're not cops."

"Benson."

"Nope, listen, I've been doing this for a while. Just about as long as I've been with SVU. I've done this… with other cops, higher ups. But I'm Lady Genevieve. Lady Genevieve doesn't work SVU, she works pleasure. We can do it and no one has to know. We behave like we always do at work. When we play, we're in the scene. Besides, it's not like we're the only cops in the scene. There are tons of them. They even have special munches."

"You know we could both lose our badges for this."

"Not if no one finds out. Even if they do, chances are they're in the lifestyle and it'll be a "don't ask don't tell kind of situation." Something tells me the Warren Commission wouldn't be too keen on having an entire underground circuit of police officers who are into BDSM."

"Alright, you got the papers?"

She pulled them out of her bag and put them on the table. "Right here," she took out a pen and laid it next to the papers. "Read them over and sign them."

"I know how this goes, Benson."

"Hey, enjoy it while you can, because once you sign that paper, she got up and whispered, "you're MY bitch, and I punish for attitude. I'm not opposed to using a paddle with the word slut on it. And it'll hurt." She said, raising an eyebrow. "Just hope you won't have to change or shower at the precinct."

"Alright, I get it," he said and looked over the whole contract. He picked up the pen and signed.

She smiled and took them back, signing and she put it back in her bag, taking out a silver chain and a black dog collar. "Your collars, silver chain is your everyday collar, the black one is your play collar, only mandatory when we go to munches," she took the last sip of her coffee. "Call me, we'll set up our first… play date."

She picked up her flogger and started hitting his chest with it. He gripped the silk restraints and she smiled. "Lady Genevieve, here to please," she said breathlessly, as she continued flogging him, grinding against him, giving herself pleasure too. She leaned down and started biting his neck, feeling him starting to twitch under her. She smirked and bit her bottom lip. "Should we make this easy for you, untie you and get you on all fours? Or… I can just fuck you like this, make it more difficult, see how flexible you are."

He whimpered and she smiled. "Oh, that's right. Talking isn't an option for you. I guess I'll make it easy, but not before I have a little fun of my own," she smirked and took the ball gag out of his mouth, putting it on the bed. "You're going to watch, but you're going to stay tied up. I don't want you touching."

She picked up her own dildo out of her bag, putting it in her mouth. She looked at him. "You want to get it wet for me?" He nodded and she smiled, putting it by his lips, seeing him start to suck on it. She smiled and took it out of his mouth and smiled. "Good boy," she said and kissed him, biting his bottom lip. She pulled away and pulled up a chair and started playing with herself, getting herself off with her fingers and her dildo, seeing him squirm was so worth it. She finished and walked over to him, letting him taste her on the toy. "You ready for your turn?"

He nodded. "Yes, Lady Genevieve."

She smirked. "Good," she said as she untied him. "On your knees," she commanded. She put the strap on and lubed it up. She got behind him and started to fuck him, moving slow at first, but soon gaining speed and intensifying her thrusts as she proceeded. She heard him moaning in pleasure and she smiled, spanking him as she continued. "Fuck yeah, you like that?"

"Oh, Fuck," he moaned. She knew that meant "yes."

She smiled and kept moving; making sure he got his fill. When he finished and lay on the bed, exhausted from their romp, she smiled and took the strap on off. She went to the bathroom and washed the toys before returning to the room, packing everything up, and slipping back into her panties and trench coat. She walked over to him and smiled. "Great night tonight, Jason, we'll see each other soon. Laters, baby," she smiled and leaned in and kissed him. She walked to the door. "Lock the door behind me," she said and walked back out, and returned safely to her apartment. She locked the door, grabbed pajamas, and hopped into the shower. She later made herself dinner and enjoyed a glass of wine. This was her routine after every play session she had, with any submissive. It was never going out for a date, it was sex. It was getting an itch scratched. Sure, there were people in the lifestyle who had relationships, and she saw nothing wrong with that, but when she wasn't in a relationship with anyone, she didn't really look for anyone in the lifestyle. Unless she trusted the person, she wouldn't be a submissive, and sooner or later a lot of the guys found their Dominant side, and she usually still didn't trust them completely.

She was happy carrying out a contract with a sub, and if she brought out the Dom side in him, then so be it. She sat on the couch with her chicken and pasta and turned on the TV, watching an old episode of Friends, relaxing until she realized how late it had gotten, she stood up and walked into her bedroom, turning her TV to a random channel from her list of favorites and put it on a low volume. She needed the noise to fall asleep, otherwise the ringing in her ears would drive her batty, and the light helped her feel safe. She climbed under the covers and drifted off into a peaceful sleep with a smile on her face.

A/N: Thanks for reading! Please review, here or on twitter, SVUConnoisseur! Next update may take some time, I'm going to be disconnected from my cell phone, and computer from August 27-30, bonding with my fellow new college students out in nature, but I'm bringing a notebook with me, so if I get any ideas out in nature, I'll be able to write it down and go back to my dorm and write updates for Always, and 50 Shades. As the book says, "Laters, Baby."