“I’d love to but by hands are tied,” you respond submissively.

“I’d love to but by hands are tied,” you respond submissively. “Maybe you could untie me so I can show you a really good time?” You’re not sure Bill knows who you are but the way he is treating your body… well he could be trying to make sure no one thinks you’re in cahoots with your gang but somehow you doubt he has good intentions for you. He seems to be enjoying hurting your body a little too much. But… the menace and threat he is exuding excites you more than a little. Getting untied seems a wise course of action for you but the plan was for your gang to get in, rob the place and get out. None of this fucking around and wasting time.

“Tied up? Well then… I suppose you’re not going to cause trouble…” he kneels down and starts to untie your wrists. You consider telling him who you are but your instincts tell you not too.

As the binding ropes loosen about your wrists, your mind races with both excitement and fear. You don’t know what Bill’s intentions are, but you can feel the heat between your legs intensifying as the reality of your situation sinks in. You’re a man in a horny woman’s body, in the middle of a robbery that you helped orchestrate, and it seems the right now you’re about to perform a sexual act with one of your own gang members. The idea should be terrifying, but instead, it sends a jolt of excited arousal straight to your core.

Once free, you rub your sore wrists, watching Bill uncertainly from a kneeling position. There is something sexually intimidating about being naked in front of clothed people, especially when you’re in a female body. He stands tall before you, unbuckling his pants, his thick erect cock swinging free and demanding your attention. The room is filled with the sound of your former body groaning in pain and the gang quickly searching through the piles of guests’ clothes. No one seems to be paying much attention to the two of you.

You kiss his cock nervously. Shit this is Bill. Your lieutenant. You’re the one that tells him what to do… usually. But clearly not now. Your lack of power is something of a turn on. Your pulse quickens as you grow bolder. Shit, if he ever finds out it’s you sucking his cock you’ll never live it down. But you can’t let that shameful thought show on your face. Then he’ll know.