Twisting the knife

Peter once more sat in the interview room, his old friend Vincent across from him. Both waiting for Matt to arrive.

"I know I can't question you without your lawyer but I have to ask, were you always a cuck, or MJ just hang the horns on you?" Vincent said with a laugh, "Think she would be interested in an old friend? I mean she is available right?"

Peter grit his teeth and **** himself from responding to the provocation.

"You know I heard another friend of yours, a Flash Thomas, would be in these jails soon. Wonder if he will get the same early treatment you did. Did you know he also got cucked?" Laughed Vince, "You spiderman defenders, a bunch of sissy cucks. Jameson is so right in what he publishes. No matter how you try to twist the images, spiderman is just a leader of cucks."

Peter was in shock. Flash was in jail also? A cuck? He was beyond confused. He knew Flash was packing pretty solid equipment, not Katzenberg level but still. And Felicia seemed to enjoy being with him. Heck, Flash had just proposed, he had thought Felicia would say yes.

"Who cucked Flash?" Peter's voice caught as he spoke to Vince only to catch his tormentor's gloating look of triumph.

Vince stared at Peter, trying to think of the best way to break him. Then it clicked, a small lie might do the trick. "I heard it was the same guy who cucked you. A pair actually. Craig and Nick Katberg."

"Katzenberg." Peter mumbled as he fell into a hole in his mind, feeling himself sinking into shame and revulsion. Then the image of MJ and Felicia serving the same man flashed in his mind and he felt his penis lengthen. The knowledge he was turned on only spiraled him further into shame.

"Right, no way you can fight him, in here that is. Heard the captain and even the commissioner said you could be set free though," Vince paused here, "but only if you either give up Spiderman's identity, or you tell us how to track him. Think of it, the love of you life, or some dude you take pictures of. A beautiful bombshell, or Spiderman. Which will you choose to give up? Which will you choose?"

"I can't choose. I can't. She tried to make me choose and I couldn't. That's why I'm losing her, lost her." Peter wailed in self-pity.

"She isn't lost yet, choose her and maybe you can win her back. Give up the Spi..."

The door slammed open and Matt Murdoch's cane slammed down on the table, "This conversation ends now. This was an attorney-client meeting. Not an interrogation."

Vince shrugged as he stood and moved out the door, but not before throwing a, "Think about it Peter. You could lose her."

Matt sighed as he sat down, "He's not wrong. I talked to Nick and you are in a pickle with MJ. Not to mention the video of the cell fight has mysteriously been erased, even the copy I had. I was told it was completely scoured from the online server. You are being sued by the three you beat up and they are claiming you called them "Fags" before you attacked them. It doesn't look good."

Matt held up his hand to stop Peter from talking before he continued.

"Fortunately, I have good news also. Nick has sent over his demands for Craig to come forward. You won't like them, but considering your situation. I recommend agreeing. For the three you beat up, they work for Wilson Fisk. I will talk to him as your lawyer but he is not a man to trifle with. I think most of this may be orchestrated by him to get Spiderman's identity."

Peter sat in shock at how tidy the knot was tightening around his neck, "Just talk to him and see what he wants. Tell me Katzenberg's demands."