#humilliation

Peter didn't know how this started. But god, he really didn't want to know. You just had this power over him. Like he would do anything for you.

Right now though, it seems like you're doing anything to him.

You keep riding his thick cock like a filthy little goddess, your tight wet pussy gripping him mercilessly as you bounce harder, slamming down onto him with nasty, wet slaps that echo through the room. Peter Strahm- the usual tough, stern bastard who never breaks for anyone—is cracking underneath you, his jaw locked tight, veins bulging in his neck as he fights the inevitable with everything he has.

But you don’t let up. You grind deep, circling your hips slow and cruel, squeezing around his throbbing length while you lean down and kiss his sweat-slicked forehead so sweetly. “Not yet, baby,” you beg in that honey-soft voice, even as your cunt milks him without pity. “Please hold it for me just a little longer. You’re doing so good for me… don’t cum yet.”

He tries. Fuck, he really tries—grunting, cursing under his breath, those big hands digging bruises into your hips like he can anchor himself. But you ride him faster, tits bouncing, ass jiggling with every nasty drop onto his cock, pushing him right to the breaking point and holding him there until his eyes start to water.

The first tear slips down the side of his face, and the humiliation hits him like a gut punch. This hardened detective, always so fucking stern and in control, is crying—actual tears streaking his cheeks while you fuck him stupid. His face twists in shame and overwhelming pleasure, lips trembling as another tear falls.

“Fuck… y/n I can’t—” His voice cracks, deep and broken, and that’s when you finally give in, riding him brutal and relentless, slamming down on his cock over and over.

You cup his tear-stained face gently, thumb brushing a wet streak away as you whisper lovingly, “It’s okay, baby. Let it go. Cum for me now.”

Peter breaks completely. A choked sob escapes him as the orgasm crashes through his body—humiliated tears pouring down his flushed face while his cock pulses hard inside you, pumping thick ropes of cum deep into your cunt. He’s shaking, groaning pathetically through the sobs, the tough exterior shattered as he cries like a wrecked mess beneath you, hips jerking up helplessly while you milk every last drop.