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It seemed like a normal day for everyone, Liv and Elliot are doing their DD5's, Fin and Munch are discussing world conspiracies.
Gracie is sitting at her desk going through emails.
"Grace-Lynn and Elliot, wow" a familiar yet unfamiliar voice says.
"Jo!" Elliot says shocked to see his old partner.
"Mrs. Marlow!" Gracie almost vomits on her keyboard.
"Yes everyone this is Jo Marlow, she's going to be here working on a few cases let's try to make her feel at home." Cragen says before returning to his office not liking the way Elliot and Gracie are entranced by the new ADA.
Liv is looking at Elliot questionably. "That's Jo, my very first partner" answering the unasked question.
" Funny she was my first too." Gracie says remembering everything so clearly, she glances at Liv. "partner, first partner" clearing her throat.
Jo picks Gracie's desk to sit on, just like she used to back in the day, still able to make her quiver.
"You're still beautiful after all these years" stroking her loose bang back. "Thank you Mrs. Marlow" biting her bottom lip a bit.
Liv is not at all pleased with how her submissive is practically pooling for this much older woman.
"I see not much changes, you're still not good at checking your email, which is probably why you missed this one" pointing at a email she sent the young girl.
"Case loads ar-." She's shushed. "Are not an excuse, remember, you would clean these out Friday nights before being allowed to go home." Marlow's tone is very authoritative. "Yes, Ma'am" Gracie whispers quietly, feeling very chastised.
Elliot is watching his partner grow angry, He leans forward. "Liv don't worry, Gracie is yours" he whispers reassuringly.
"Elliot, why didn't you tell me he was a she!" She's panicked. "I didn't think it mattered!" He whispers back. "Let's focus on the now" he says quietly.
Gracie stands up and heads to the restroom in super speed, she finds a stall and quickly unbuckles her belt, unbuttons her pants and finds her fingers in her hot wet pussy, she rubs her clit fiercely, cumming almost immediately!
She hears the restroom door swing open, she automatically climbs onto the seat like a fucking spider girl. Hoping that she can balance and no one will know.
"Tsk tsk, I smell hot cunt in here, sweetie" Jo says tauntingly. Gracie doesn't move. "I know you're in here, I hear the hitching of your breath not to mention the smell of your arousal is getting stronger." The older lady says, locking the main door.
"No way out, I will have you, please make it easy on yourself!" Walking by the stalls. "Submit baby, you know you want it!" Slapping her pussy "hear how wet you got me" moaning.
"I'm tired of waiting, I never was the most patient in these situations" growing annoyed. "You remember what happens when I get fed up by a little bitch like you!"
Gracie is now afraid, which makes her wetter.
The first stall door crashes open, then the second. "Two down one to go!" She says stepping in front of the third stall door where her wet little prize is.
"If you make me fuck up my shoes kicking this door in, I'll make you pay!" That's what Gracie's counting on.
"One" unzipping her skirt and folding it neatly.
"Two" standing back waiting to kick the door in.
"Three" kicks stall door in, looking at her prey. "Your ass is mine sweet baby." Grabbing her by her hair and pulling her out of the stall.
"Over the sink, bitch!" She instantly slams into her pussy with her dildo fucking her pussy hard.
"Oh Fuck!" Gracie pants as Jo works her into overdrive. "Yes fuck me!" Her walls tighten around Jo's strap-on.
"Playing with that hot little cunt of yours while I'm here, I didn't allow it then and I won't allow it now!" Smacking her ass hard "oh! You're gonna make me cum, little darling!" Gripping her hair like reigns.
She grips her hair tighter and spanks her ass harder which each thrust, before you know it Jo is seizing through her extreme orgasm.
"Such a good little bitch!" Pulling her skirt down, Washing her hands and straightening herself up. "Get that mess you call an inbox cleaned out, see you tonight" unlocking the restroom door, not caring that her young prey is bent over the sink ass exposed.
She exits, and Liv enters.
"So this is what we're doing now?" Liv is extremely pissed, removing her belt.
"Liv, no it's not what..." Standing and backing away fearfully. "Not what I think, I think my sub is standing, with her pants around her knees, her panties half torn, and her pussy sopping wet and from what I heard, fucked!" Holding the buckle of her belt in her hand, letting the other end slap bare hip.
"Ow!" Holding her left hip. "You better put that bitch in her place, or I'm going to show you what happens to little girls who piss me off!" Liv growls two inches away from her face. "Yes Mistress" panting hard.
...
Gracie is so fucking wet she can barely focus, on anything.
*Phone rings* Gracie shivers hard if she answers the phone Grace-Lynn SVU Liv will kill her, if she answers Cabeson SVU Jo will probably shoot her.
"SVU how can I help you" she takes the easy route.
Fin laughs a bit, until he see's the look on Jo's face.
He puts two and two together and realizes the secret. His dick twitches a bit, he can't deny it.
Gracie hangs up the phone, continuing to empty her email, she's having to respond to so many and her planner is out having to schedule meetings too.
"Wow that's the longest she's ever stayed inside the building, without stormi-.." Munch begins but doesn't finish the statement. Gracie thanks the heavens.
Liv is fuming but can't understand why completely, everyone usually has a first, she has Liz so why wouldn't Gracie have one?
"Earth to Grace-Lynn!" Jo snaps her fingers. "Sorry, what?" Gracie blinks a few times. "It's lunch time." Jo repeats herself unamused.
"Oh, okay, I usually st-. " Cut off by the older woman. "No, it's lunch time, grab your laptop, use it for what it's for!" Jo stands up grabbing her purse, not wanting to hear anything the young girl has to say.
Gracie looks around, the squad room is practically cleared out, even Fin is gone.
Who's gonna know or care if she remains at her desk working.
....
"You missed the meeting" Liv says sitting at her desk. "What meeting" Gracie asks confused.
"The meeting I called, when I told you to get your ass up!" Standing taking her sub by her upper arm. "Put your nose right here little girl" standing her in the corner, behind her desk, smacking her pants covered ass hard.
"Sor-"... "Shut up! Stand there quietly, hands on your head!"
Gracie feels a tear fall as she shudders in the corner.
"Mind if I have a word with you?" Jo asks Liv politely, "Elliot can watch your prisoner" gesturing at Gracie.
The two women go into the crib.
It's clear they are finding common ground, between each other's legs.
Elliot is cumming in his pants and Gracie's panties are drenched.
The two women reappear and Liv sits Gracie on her lap, kissing her, letting her taste the older woman on her tongue.
"Oh Mommy, you're so fucking hot" kissing her more.
"I'll say" Jo says sensually.
"Mommy I need to cum so bad!" Whispering in her ear begging for relief. "You will, later, back to work sweetie" swatting her bottom a few times to stop her pouting.
"Pouting tolerated?" Jo asks openly. "Answer her" Liv says grabbing her submissive's pussy. "No, Mrs. Marlow!" Panting.
"Back to your desk" Liv says firmly.
"Yes Mommy" stealing a quick kiss from Liv before scurrying to her desk.