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《Cop car.》

Kink: Officer x criminal rp, degrading, choking, handcuffing, begging, Seduction.

PLEASE I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT ELSE TO WRITE--

Promt: A thrilling encounter between a police officer and an escaped convict takes an unexpected turn, revealing a hidden side of desire and submission.

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《No one's POV 》

Colby Brock, a tall, handsome police officer with brown hair and blue eyes, was on a mission. He had been tasked with capturing the escaped convict, Sam Goldbach. Colby was known for his relentless pursuit of justice, and he was determined to bring Sam back to prison, where he belonged.

As Colby drove his police car through the city, he kept his eyes peeled for any sign of the fugitive. He knew that Sam was dangerous, having been convicted of murder, but he was confident in his ability to bring him in. Little did he know that this encounter would take a heated turn, and he would find himself in a compromising position with the very criminal he was meant to apprehend.

Soon enough, Colby spotted his target. Sam Goldbach, with his blond hair and blue eyes, was trying to keep a low profile, but Colby's trained eye recognized him instantly. Without hesitation, Colby parked his car and approached Sam, his hand on his gun, ready for any resistance.

Sam, sensing that he had been found, put his hands up in surrender. A smirk played on his lips as he sized up the tall, handsome officer. "Well, well, Officer Brock. I've heard about you. A real straight-laced, by-the-book kind of guy. Bet you're not used to dealing with someone like me."

Colby kept his gaze steady, his heart pounding with a mix of adrenaline and an unfamiliar desire. "Sam Goldbach, you are under arrest. Turn around and place your hands behind your back." His voice was firm, but he felt a strange pull towards the convicted murderer standing before him.

As Sam complied, Colby handcuffed him, feeling the metal bite into Sam's wrists. "You like these, Officer? I have a feeling you'd enjoy using these on me for a different reason." Sam's voice was low and suggestive, and Colby felt a flush of heat between his legs.

"Get in the car," Colby ordered, his tone harsh as he tried to hide the effect Sam's words were having on him.

Once in the back of the police car, Sam leaned back, his eyes locking with Colby's. "So, Officer, what's your pleasure? You like to be in control, don't you? Bet you've never let anyone take that control away from you."

Colby felt his breath quicken. He knew he should maintain his professional demeanor, but Sam's words were striking a chord deep within him. A part of him wanted to give in to the desire building inside.

"I know your type, Officer Brock. You like to be the dominant one, calling the shots. But I think it's time someone showed you what it's like to let go and be a good little submissive." Sam's eyes glinted with a mixture of challenge and desire.

Colby felt a surge of heat rush through his body. He knew he should resist, but something about Sam's words unleashed a hidden longing he had kept suppressed for too long.