No way, you turn the tables on her.

You catch the cuffs and suddenly are taken by a bit of something that you are not sure if it is a mix of rage, fear, or just stupidity. Without thinking of the consequences you leap on her and grab the gun. You fight for a moment but soon snatch the gun from her grasp and turn it on her. “How about you put them on bitch.”

To your surprise she smiles and slips them on without hesitation and locks them behind her back. “Oh no you got me. Please don’t **** me what ever you do.” She emphasizes this statement by turning around on your couch and leaning over the back of the couch presenting you her ass like some kind of animal. Wagging it seductively you can see the white strap of her g string as she arches her back and begins moaning softly.