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I adjust my police hat, feeling the authority running through my veins as I enter the dimly lit room. A smirk plays on my lips as I spot him.

With confident strides, I approach him, towering over him, making sure he feels the power imbalance between us. "You're under arrest," I say, my voice low and commanding. I can see the excitement flicker in his eyes as I begin to handcuff him, his wrists now vulnerable under my control.

Leaning in close, I can feel his quickened breath against my skin, his anticipation palpable. I guide him to his knees, making him submit to my desires. His eyes are locked on mine, begging for more of the unknown pleasure I can provide.

I run my fingers through his hair, tugging gently, asserting my dominance. My other hand trails down his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin under the tight police uniform. His body tenses under my touch, yearning for the release only I can offer.

I continue to tease and tempt him, relishing in the power I hold over him. With each whispered command, he obediently follows, succumbing to my every wish. Our forbidden dance reaches its peak as I push him to the edge, both of us lost in the lustful haze of our roleplay.

As the night unfolds, I take control of his every move, reveling in the pleasure of his surrender. The boundaries blur between reality and fantasy, our passion igniting a fire that consumes us both in a whirlwind of ecstasy.

In the end, as he lays before me, spent and breathless, I know that my badge isn't the only thing that holds power over him anymore.