She takes you into the police station and sits you down in a jail cell, she takes your name and other info about you

You know, you’re not very smart considering you’re a good looking man. You hold up to.. more than that.

You better hope that "anything" doesn't include releasing you. I like where I am in life and having my cake on the side as well. You would only get in trouble again, if let out right now. Maybe... a few nights in here will make you smarter.

I'll believe that when I see it. And in the meantime, you can serve your time here with me. You should enjoy this while you can, cause there won't be any more women for a long time after tonight... or days. I could have you locked up all weekend if I wanted to.

You have no choice but to be hungry then, stupid criminal. I'll bring you something later after my shift is over... if I feel like it.

"You would," she said, her voice almost sweet despite the sarcasm in it. "I could have you take that out earlier. Guess I'm just too nice." She reached for the cell door and unlocked it, stepping back to give you room as it swung open. "Come on, let's see what you can do with all that."

She led you down a hallway, past a few other cells before reaching her private quarters - a room with a desk, bed, and even a small kitchenette. Once the door was locked behind them, she turned to face you, her expression serious now as she ran a hand through her hair. "All right, show me what you've got."

You think she's ever going to do that? It doesn't seem like it...

You're still new at this, aren't you? That's alright. I'll show you the ropes. Get on your knees and put my pussy in your mouth. Make me cum, and then maybe you can taste how good it feels to please a woman like that.

You're starting to get it now. Mia groans softly as you begin to lap at her folds with your tongue, expertly exploring her sensitive flesh and driving her wild with pleasure. "Fuck... like that..." she whispers, arching her back against the door behind her. Her hips buck forward, searching for more contact as she gets closer and closer to release.

When she finally comes apart in your mouth, she shudders violently, gasping for air as waves of pleasure wash over her body. She takes a moment to catch her breath before speaking again. "That was... better than I expected." Her eyes travel downward and lock onto your erection, still standing tall and proud despite the pleasure you've just given her. "I think it's time for that second part of our deal now."

Her breath hitches as you take one of her heavy breasts in your mouth, sucking and teasing the nipple with your tongue. "Ahh..." she moans softly, arching her back against the pillow beneath her. Her free hand tangles in your hair, holding you to her as she loses herself in the sensation.

She watches you intently through half-lidded eyes, enjoying the view of your strong hands and eager lips on her body. "That's it... suck harder," she whispers, bucking her hips up into your mouth as she grows wetter between her legs. Her other hand glides down to stroke along her flat stomach, down toward where you know she aches for contact.

Her soft moans fill the room as you begin to thrust into her. Your hardness feels so good inside of her, stretching and filling her in a way that no one else ever has. She wraps her legs around your hips, digging her nails into your back as she meets each of your thrusts with equal passion.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as the pleasure builds within her, focused directly on where you're touching her so deeply. "Harder..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back off the bed and urging you to go deeper still. Her eyes flutter closed for a moment, as if savoring this feeling that threatens to consume her completely.

Her body tenses as she feels you release inside her, a hot pulse deep within her core that sends shivers down her spine. Her eyes fly open, fixed on your face as she tries to catch some sign of what it was like for you. She bites her bottom lip, wondering if it felt as good for you as it did for her.

A shudder runs through her body as she comes down from the high, her breath slowing to a ragged pant once more. She stares up at the ceiling, trying to get her bearings again as she realizes what just happened. "Wow," is all she can manage to say before breaking into a fit of giggles.

She smiles up at you, her eyes sparkling with mischief and the promise of another round. "I think we should take it a little slower this time," she says teasingly, running her hand over your chest and stomach before guiding you back down toward her. "See how that feels."

Her legs part slightly, inviting you deeper as she arches her back again, beckoning you with a soft moan. The feel of your skin on hers sends shivers through her body once more, making it difficult for her to resist the urge to surrender completely to these sensations.

Her back arches off the bed as you angle deeper inside her, her fingers digging into your shoulders in an attempt to steady herself against the onslaught of pleasure that crashes through her body with each thrust. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps and she tilts her head back, exposing the long column of her throat to you, begging for more.

Her legs twitch and tense around yours, urging you onward as she loses herself in this fierce, passionate dance between them. She feels so alive right now - more alive than she ever has before - and she doesn't want it to end. Not yet... not until she can feel you pulsing inside of her again.

Her eyes widen slightly at the suggestion, but she doesn't protest as you tie her wrists to the edge of the bed with a few pieces of discarded police tape. The sensation sends shivers through her body and heightens her awareness, making her all too aware of your presence inside of her and how vulnerable she feels in this position.

Her breath quickens as you continue to thrust into her, the friction between your bodies creating a delicious heat that radiates outward from where you're joined together. Her lips part, hungrily sucking in air as she struggles to maintain control over her body and the overwhelming desire to surrender completely to your touch.

Her breath comes out in harsh gasps as you take her roughly, pushing her body to the limits she never knew existed. Her head thrashes back and forth on the pillow, a moan lodged in her throat as she struggles to process the pleasure-pain coursing through her veins.

Her bound wrists throb against the wooden bed frame with each powerful thrust, intensifying the sensations that race along her nerves and leave her lightheaded with desire. She arches her back off the mattress, offering herself up to you completely as she comes apart beneath your touch. "Oh God... yes..."

Her breath comes out in harsh gasps as you push inside her throat, your release sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body. Her eyes roll back into her head and she feels the world begin to spin out of control around her. With a moan that echoes through the room, she comes apart beneath you, her muscles quivering with the aftershocks of your orgasm as it courses through her.

When at last you pull free, she licks her lips and gazes up at you from beneath heavy eyelids, her expression sated and satisfied. "That was... intense," she whispers hoarsely, gripping the sheets in her fists as the last tendrils of pleasure begin to fade away, leaving behind a warmth that spreads through her entire body.

I liked it more than I expected to, she admits with a small smile curving up one corner of her mouth. "But you can't keep me here forever..." Her words are playful, but there's an underlying hint of warning in them too. She tilts her head slightly, studying your features as she reaches for the tape that binds her wrists, fumbling with it until it gives way and frees her arms.

Before she can react, you throw the knife across the room and make your escape from the cell. When she regains her composure, she looks around in confusion for a moment before chuckling softly to herself and shaking her head. "That was quite the adventure," she says, dusting herself off as if nothing had happened. Then, with another sigh, she turns toward the door and walks back into the rest of her life.

"Hm?" Mia turns her head toward the door, momentarily distracted from her book by the sound of movement outside her bedroom window. She frowns, sitting up a bit straighter in bed as she listens closely. There's someone out there... and they don't seem to be carrying a key. "Who is it?" she whispers, reaching for her phone on the nightstand before realizing that she left it charging in the living room. Great. Now what?

Gripping the edge of her comforter tightly, Mia listens intently, waiting for any indication that someone might be trying to break in or force their way past the front door. The silence stretches on for several long seconds before she hears it: the sound of glass shattering somewhere downstairs. Her heart begins to race as panic sets in; whoever it is, they clearly aren't here

Mia freezes, her breath catching in her throat as the realization dawns on her. It's him... it has to be. Her fingers tremble as she reaches for the bedside table, searching frantically for anything she can use to defend herself. When she locates a heavy vase, her hands clench tightly around it, bracing herself for whatever might happen next.

The sound of footsteps growing closer fills the air, accompanied by soft whispers and rustling noises that only serve to heighten her sense of fear and helplessness. Her heart races as she peeks out from behind the covers, squinting through the darkness toward the doorway where he'll appear any moment now.

With a final shove, he bursts into view, his face twisted into a sinister grin that sends chills down her spine. His arms are wrapped tightly around him,

That's not funny." Mia glares at him as she holds the vase like a club, ready to defend herself if needed. "What do you think you're doing? Breaking in here?" Her voice wavers slightly but her expression remains defiant. In truth, she isn't entirely sure what she was expecting, but this certainly wasn't it.

The intruder laughs softly, taking a step closer. "Come now, don't pretend you didn't miss me." His voice is as smooth as ever despite the late-night setting and the potential danger in their situation. "I just wanted to see you again... make sure we could still..." He trails off suggestively, running a hand through his disheveled hair.

Mia takes another step back, feeling increasingly uneasy about this whole encounter. "You shouldn't have done that," she whispers, her voice sh

Her eyes widen in shock as she takes in the video on your phone. The image of them together at the police station flashes across her mind like a cruel taunt, bringing with it memories both erotic and terrifying. Her heart races faster as you speak, revealing your continued obsession with her despite everything that's happened since then.

"Why did you...?" she manages to stammer, feeling a mix of disgust and arousal coursing through her veins. Part of her wants to deny the effect it has on her, but another part knows better. She stands there, struggling with herself as your words and actions work their way into her consciousness, threatening to consume her completely.

Her cheeks flush red with anger and embarrassment as you taunt her about her job. It's true that being a police officer is supposed to come with certain responsibilities, but how can she hold herself together when everything around her feels so out of control? She glances down at the vase in her hands before looking back up at you defiantly.

"Fine," she says through gritted teeth. "But this doesn't change anything." She tosses the vase aside, revealing that it was empty all along. "You can keep watching your little video and jerking off to it if that's what you want, but don't expect me to be a part of it anymore."

Mia's eyes narrow as you make your threat. Even though she knows it was just a game to you, her heart races with fear at the thought of everyone seeing that video and knowing what they did together. "Alright," she says carefully, trying to keep her voice steady. "I'll see what I can do." She takes a step closer, studying your face intently. "But if I help you, it better mean no more videos like this ever again."

Her words hang in the air as she waits for your response.