"Yes, Daddy, don't even worry about it, you guys go and have a great time and we'll see you when you get back. The next time I have a day off, we'll come over for dinner. Yes, sir." Olivia spoke into the phone pressed to her ear from where she sat lounging on the couch, and fell silent as she listened to Don speak.
From her place cuddled in Olivia's arms with her head resting on Olivia's chest, Grace was still floating in post-orgasmic bliss after receiving her reward for being a good girl in court the day before, her entire body still tingling pleasurably as Olivia's gentle hand lovingly rubbed her blushing pink bottom. When Olivia's phone call was finished, Grace looked up at her Mistress.
"Well, you won't be able to hang out with Don and Eileen because they are heading out of town in the morning to go see one of Eileen's sons and his wife who just had a baby, so that means you are coming to work with me for however long the trial lasts." Olivia lovingly stroked Grace's long brown hair.
"Thank you, Ma'am. I'll be a good girl and stay out of the way, I promise." Grace looked up at her Mistress.
"I know you will. I think each day I'm going to give you a task that will keep you occupied all day and out of trouble. Just because we'll be at my job doesn't mean I won't spank this naughty bottom if you earn one." Olivia gently patted Grace's bottom.
"Yes, Ma'am, I understand." Grace agreed.
The next morning, Grace found herself draped across her Mistress's lap staring down at the familiar patch of carpet in the bedroom while Olivia's strong right hand provided incentive for her to behave all day. Grace's reminder spanking lasted for less than two minutes, and then she was guided upright and cuddled for a few minutes until she stopped whimpering, and then she was taken to get dressed and sent to the kitchen to start making breakfast while Olivia finished getting ready for work. After breakfast, Grace cleaned the kitchen and then Olivia loaded Grace in the car and drove to the precinct. When they arrived, Grace politely greeted Olivia's detectives and then Olivia led her into her office and opened another door that led into a small room in the back of her office. Grace sat down on the chair at the table.
"All right, your task for today is to read and memorize this book. If you decide that you want to study at the Academy, you need to understand how guns work, the differences between them, and gun safety, and I'm not taking you to the shooting range to practice until you've memorized everything in this book."
"Yes, Ma'am." Grace gulped as she was handed a book that was as thick as three steaks.
"You remember where the bathroom is, and if you get thirsty there are bottles of water in the break room. I'll come and get you when it's time for lunch. Other than that, you sit here and you read and memorize, I'll be quizzing you later. I love you."
"I love you, Ma'am."
Olivia kissed Grace's forehead and then turned to leave Grace to enjoy her light and breezy reading, closing the door behind her. Grace made herself comfortable and settled in to begin reading and memorizing as she had been told. Through the closed door, Grace heard Olivia's phone ring and then she heard Olivia's muffled voice talking on the phone, and she felt safe knowing that her Mistress was nearby. Several hours later, Grace looked up from her book when the door opened and Olivia walked in and smiled at her.
"Good girl for being so quiet back here. Leave your book on the table and come along. It's time for lunch, we're going to the diner."
"Yes, Ma'am." Grace laid her book on the table and stood from her chair.
At the diner, Olivia let Grace order whatever her heart desired and then Grace waited to pick up her utensils until after Olivia had taken her first bite of food as she had been taught to do when they were in a public restaurant. The two women engaged in easy conversation and laughter over their meal as Olivia entertained Grace with stories of her days as a young detective. Grace finished her meal first and sat there waiting while Olivia finished her own meal. Suddenly, Olivia watched as the color drained from Grace's face.
"Ma'am, that man is staring at me." Grace said fearfully, gazing over Olivia's shoulder. Olivia turned to see what Grace was seeing. The brunette detective stood up and approached the old man who appeared to be staring at Grace. The two conversed for a few moments and then Olivia returned to the table.
"He wasn't staring at you, my baby, he was looking at the menu on the wall behind you." Olivia explained reassuringly, and Grace relaxed a little. Both women looked up a few minutes later when the old man approached them with his order in hand, leaning on his cane for support.
"I'm very sorry if I scared you, dear. I was trying to read the menu on the wall behind you, and these old eyes don't work as well as they used to so I have to really concentrate when I read. Allow me to apologize." The old man placed a jelly donut on the table in front of Grace.
"Thank you, sir." Grace smiled politely. As the old man walked away and out of the diner, Grace looked up at Olivia for permission to enjoy her unexpected treat.
"Go ahead." Olivia indulgently granted permission, and looked down at her phone when she received a text message.
Melissa Steele has been officially stripped of her title. Now moving on to the murder portion of the trial. Will keep you updated as events warrant. - Carisi
Grace's entire body seemed to relax when Olivia showed her Carisi's words, and she enjoyed her donut with a renewed sense of safety. After lunch, they went back to the precinct and Grace asked to be put down for a nap, so Olivia made a comfortable spot for her underneath her desk and Grace fell asleep staring at Olivia's shoes. When Grace woke up, she was sent back into the room behind Olivia's office to continue reading and memorizing her book. It was several hours later when the door opened again and Grace looked up as Olivia walked in carrying a bag filled with take-out containers.
"Hey, little one." Olivia kissed Grace's head, put the bag down on the table, and pulled up a chair for herself, "I still have to work for a few more hours, but it's time for dinner."
"Yes, Ma'am, thank you." Grace smiled, setting her book aside.
"How's your reading going?" Olivia asked as the two women enjoyed their meal.
"It's dull reading, but not as hard as I thought. I'm almost done." Grace said, showing Olivia that she only had five chapters left.
"That book is rather boring, I remember when I had to read it, but it's important information you need to learn if you decide you want to study at the Academy. And if you decide you don't want to go to the Academy, you'll have learned things you didn't know before, and learning is always a good thing. Give it here, let's see how much you've learned so far." Olivia held out her hand, and Grace handed her the book.
Olivia spent some time quizzing Grace. In total, Grace answered only two of Olivia's questions incorrectly, and each time she was given one sharp spank to her jean-clad bottom. Eventually, Olivia ran out of questions and saw that it was time for her to go back to work. She put the book down in front of Grace again and flipped several pages.
"I'll be back when it's time to go home. Until then, I want you to focus on re-reading these two sections, and when I come back you can try answering those two questions again." Olivia explained kindly.
"Yes, Ma'am." Grace agreed, and received a kiss to her forehead before Olivia went back to work. The young submissive settled in and started re-reading the pages Olivia indicated. Those two spanks had only stung a little, but she didn't want to earn anymore. When Olivia returned a few hours later, Grace was able to answer both questions correctly and received high praise for all of her effort.
"Let's go home now, I'm tired and I would love to hold my baby for the rest of the evening." Olivia smiled.
The next day was very much the same, Olivia settled Grace down in the same room in the back of her office and this time she tasked Grace with researching various famous criminal trials and writing three paragraphs about what she learned about each trial. At one point during the day, Olivia was called down to the ME's office, and when she returned she was concerned to find Grace in her office with tears in her eyes, her head hanging in shame and being scolded by Elliot.
"What's happening in here?" Olivia asked as she walked into her office and placed a small stack of files on her desk. She put her hands on her hips and gave Grace a stern look, knowing that Elliot wouldn't be scolding her for no reason.
"I caught her looking at this." Elliot handed Olivia a file marked 'confidential'. Olivia sighed when she opened the file and saw the violent, graphic pictures her baby had been exposed to.
"I've got it from here, El. Go talk to your wife." Olivia motioned out the door toward Kathy who had just walked into the precinct looking for her husband. Elliot turned and left, closing the door behind him as Olivia placed the file in her hand onto her desk.
"On your knees, little miss mischief." Olivia sat down on the small loveseat in her office. Grace obediently dropped to her knees at Olivia's feet and laid her head in Olivia's lap. Olivia gently stroked Grace's long brown hair as she spoke, "When I bring files home with me, what's the rule?"
"I'm not allowed to touch them."
"That's right. Just because we are here in my precinct instead of at home doesn't mean that all the same rules don't still apply. If you decide you want to study at the Academy, you will be allowed to look at any file you want. Until then, you are a civilian and it's my job to protect you from seeing things that you don't need to see; that file is marked 'confidential' for a reason. That's why I've had you in that back room for the past two days, to protect you. You don't need to be wandering around watching interrogations or going down to the ME's office or reading through confidential files, you need to be in that back room working on the task I've given you. I haven't been gone that long, if you needed me and I wasn't here, the right thing to do was to go back in the room and wait for me to come back. Or if you had a question that couldn't wait, you could have asked one of my detectives. Either way, you are not allowed to read any of my files and you know that." Olivia scolded.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am." Grace whimpered.
"I know you are. Unfortunately, it's my job to make sure that your naughty bottom is sorry too. Bring me the paddle on the wall over there."
Grace picked her head up from Olivia's lap and looked over at the paddle on the wall that suddenly seemed larger than life. Then Grace nervously looked over at the closed door.
"The longer you stall, there's a higher chance of someone coming in here." Olivia warned, knowing exactly what Grace was thinking.
Grace obediently retrieved the paddle from the wall and handed it over to her loving disciplinarian. Olivia set the paddle aside for the moment and gently pulled Grace's jeans down to her knees, but since they were in a semi-public space she left Grace's panties in place as she guided her naughty little submissive over her lap. Grace winced and whimpered as her Mistress's strong right hand began to pepper the seat of her panties with sharp spanks, sending a signal to the naughty brunette that her behavior was not going to be tolerated.