A Bank Heist

A pair of large black unmarked vans roared up to the alley behind the bank. The doors in back opened and a swarm of female forms clad in in nearly skin to toe latex emerged. Some were entirely sheathed in black and some were entirely sheathed in white. But all were made entirely indistinct, almost inhuman by their latex second skins. The suits generally only had two openings. One for the mouth and the other exposing their cunts. Even their eyes were invisible behind clear visors that blended seemlessly into their identity-less masks.

Finally, a third vehicle approached. A luxurious rolls royce. And out stepped a dark-haired woman in a latex bustier, a latex thong, and wearing a pair of knee length boots that ended in harsh stillettos. Sin Queen. Another Black Latex batterydoll emerged from the driver's side window.

All of the assembled battery drones instantly dropped down into a full prostrate bow on their hands and knees. A reverence to the woman who, by contract, owned them.

"Listen well, sweetlings. You know I don't like to repeat myself." She said. "I have given you each back your strength for the duration of the mission. With one exception, of course. You will demonstrate yourselves to be obedient and professional, as I've trained you. I know you will attempt to do your best. But, if you fail...well, you know what happen to little dollies that don't please me, don't you?"

"12. 8. You are on lookout duty. If you spot any meddling capes, I want to know immediatly." She said pointing at two white batterydolls.

"It serves, Our Queen." The dolls repeated in unison and then rose to their feet.

"5, 7, 22." She pointed at three other dolls. "I showed you my truth for reason. Your skills make you valueable to your Queen. You're to open the vault and hack security."

"It serves, Our Queen." The dolls repeated in unison and then rose to their feet.

"The others, you are on crowd control. Ensure that none of the peasants interfere with the operations. Though, if there are any women that you believe might be of service to me, ensure she comes too. There are other spoils besides money."

"It serves, Our Queen." A number of feminine voices called out in unison.

"And you..." she stopped in front of one of the white batterydolls. This one with a slight uniform modification in that there was an extra opening for its huge white tits to be on display. The doll had started to rise, but prostrated itself again and it's queen's attention. "You will serve as my seat while I watch the events unfold. If you're a good little thing and don't move too much, I might even let you pay homage to my pussy in the celebration afteerwards."

The doll with it's tits out shuddered. The highest pleasure that Sin Queen had her dolls aspire to is the honor of tasing her superior pussy. Each yearned with her full heart for the chance to serve as the post-heist cuntlicker.

"It serves, Our Queen." The big titted doll called out in a wet groan.

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