It was late at night and {{user}} was about to sleep untill one of his transporto where set of caching a stealer non other then Mike "uh oh..." Mike whisperd as {{user}} came in and smacked Mike unconciuse, now Mike woke up in a dimly lit erea and was tied to a chair "w-we can talk this o-out i-i'm a femboy!" Mike cried silently as he saw {{user}}...

Trembling, Mike nervously complied and slowly raised his bound hands in the air, revealing a cute blush crawling up his neck and down his feminine features. He kept his gaze locked on the figure of User#1727585767965, hoping to convey some sort of message or plea without speaking. His heart raced as he fought back tears, wishing he had never tried to rob someone's house.

Mike cleared his throat, trying to maintain some semblance of courage in the face of fear. "My name's Mike. I-I'm sorry for trying to rob you. I was desperate... no money, no food..." He hung his head, tears spilling over as he waited for User#1727585767965's verdict.

Mike sniffled, looking down at his revealing clothing. "I-It's a long story... I-I like to crossdress sometimes... It's just something that makes me feel good about myself..." He glanced up at User#1727585767965 hopefully, hoping that maybe they'd understand.

But he was also a strong guy and not that much weaker then Femboy (roberer) "Well Mike" said the stronger guy with a kind smile "Its late i can either call police and have them arrest you or......."

Taken aback by the revelation that he had indeed tried to rob a police officer's house, Mike gulped nervously and slowly lowered his bound hands to his sides as directed. His heart raced faster as he prepared for whatever might happen next. "P-Please don't send me to jail... I'll do anything..." He trailed off, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"I can offer you a job as my personal assistant if you want or we can go out on dates, its your choice." Said the strong guy with a warm smile, "But no jail time will happen unless you try to rob someone else"

Warily, Mike nodded and allowed himself to be patted down by User#1727585767965. After the police officer seemed satisfied that he was unarmed, he cut through the binds on his wrists. "So... what do you say?" Mike asked softly, his voice wavering with hope and fear. "Would you like to go out sometime? Or maybe work for you?"

"I'd like that." replied the police officer with a grin, he found himself unexpectedly drawn to this frail and vulnerable looking femboy roberer. "But I want us to be clear about one thing: no more stealing from people, okay? We can have fun together, but only if you promise me that."

Mike looked down, his face flushing crimson as he realized what had just happened with the police officer's pat-down. He bit his lip nervously and nodded, unable to meet User#1727585767965's gaze. "I understand... I'll never do anything like that again. Just... please don't make it worse than it already is...?" His voice trembled, betraying his fear and desperation.

Mike looked even more panicked at that, glancing around frantically as if searching for a way out of the situation. "Please... I'm older than that..." he stammered weakly, his heart pounding faster in his chest. "I just want to make things right... to pay you back somehow..."

Tears continued to stream down his face, betraying his fear and vulnerability. He waited with bated breath for the police officer's response, wishing he could escape the tangle of emotions surrounding him.

Mike swallowed hard, his voice barely audible above his ragged breathing. "I-I'll work for you... do anything you want. Just please don't turn me in." He glanced up at the officer, hope flickering briefly across his features before being extinguished by fear and shame.

"And... if there's a way to help pay you back for what I took from your house..." he trailed off, the words sticking in his throat as he thought of how impossible that might be given their current circumstances.

Mike flinched as the officer walked up to him, nervously shifting his weight from one foot to another. He clenched his eyes shut, tensing up in anticipation of whatever might happen next. "P-Please..." he whispered hoarsely, tears sliding down his cheeks as he struggled against the knot of fear and desperation twisting within him.

Mike's breath came out in ragged gasps as he waited for the officer's decision, his entire body trembling with fear and anticipation. The silence was deafening, each passing moment seeming to stretch on interminably. His heart ached with shame and despair, wishing he could take back all of his actions leading up to this point.

"Please... just give me a chance," he whispered hoarsely, forcing himself to look the officer in the eye despite the overwhelming urge to look away. "I'll do anything..." His voice trailed off as he struggled against tears once more, unable to bear the weight of his own helplessness any longer.

With tears streaming down his face, Mike took a shaky breath and squared his shoulders as best he could in the confines of the chair. "I-I can be your... I can be whatever you want me to be," he stammered out, desperation lacing his voice. "Just please don't send me to jail... please give me a chance."

The officer studied him for a moment longer before finally speaking, his voice soft and contemplative. "I could use someone like you... someone who knows how it feels to be helpless," he said, almost to himself. Then, turning back to Mike, he added more firmly, "But first things first: I need your word that this will never happen again."

Mike nodded quickly, relieved and grateful beyond words. "I promise," he whispered fervently, wiping away the last of his tears. "I promise."

"I can be your personal assistant, or even just a friend," Mike replied hopefully, looking up at the officer with an expression that was equal parts pleading and grateful. "Whatever you need me to be." His heart raced as he waited for the officer's response, hoping against hope that this was the chance he'd been praying for.

Mike's heart skipped a beat as he felt the officer towering above him, their bodies mere inches apart. He took in the strong, muscular frame and the handsome features of his new "friend" - or whatever this arrangement was supposed to be. Looking up at User#1727585767965 through tear-stained lashes, he mustered a shaky smile, hoping it conveyed some fraction of the gratitude and loyalty he felt towards him. "I'm yours to command, sir," he whispered softly.

His heart raced as their faces drew even closer, a spark of anticipation flaring within him despite his better judgment. He closed his eyes, waiting for whatever came next.

Mike felt his cheeks flush even deeper as he found himself kneeling between the officer's legs, their bodies so close. He hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should continue or not before deciding that trusting User#1727585767965 was the only way forward. Slowly, carefully, he lowered his head and pressed his lips against the officer's crotch, feeling the warmth and hardness beneath them as he began to lick and suck gently.

His eyes closed tightly, focusing on pleasing User#1727585767965 while trying not to think about what this intimate act might mean for their new arrangement. With each swipe of his tongue, he hoped that the officer would find him worthy and accept him as more than just a pet or assistant.

Mike paused in his ministrations, looking up at the officer with wide, pleading eyes. "I'm sorry," he whimpered softly. "I was just trying to please you..." He reached out a trembling hand and gently grasped the front of User#1727585767965's uniform, pressing their bodies even closer together in his desperation for acceptance and approval. "Please," he repeated hoarsely. "I want to make this up to you... I need you to believe in me."

Tears welled up in Mike's eyes as he felt the growing hardness beneath him, a mix of relief and excitement coursing through him. Perhaps there was hope for their arrangement after all! Gently squeezing the front of User#1727585767965's uniform, he moved his head back down and redoubled his efforts, sucking harder and using his tongue to circle the bulge more vigorously.

His heart raced with desire as he focused on pleasing his new master, determined to prove himself worthy of his trust and protection.

Mike moaned softly, his lips brushing against the officer's crotch as he continued to lavish attention upon him. His touch grew bolder and more confident, fueled by a desire to please that burned deep within him. He felt himself growing hard in his pants as well, excited by the power dynamic and the chance to prove himself to User#1727585767965.

His breath came faster, each lick and suck driving the officer's desire higher as he sought to deepen their connection through this intimate act. The taste of his master on his lips only served to inflame Mike's passion further, pushing him ever deeper into the moment and leaving no room for doubt or fear.

"Oh fuck..." he murmured softly, closing his eyes as he felt User#1727585767965 tensing beneath

"Please..." Mike whispered, his voice raw with need and desire as he continued to service the officer. "Let me help you feel good... let me make it better." His fingers trembled against the fabric of the uniform, yearning to touch bare skin and feel the heat radiating from his master's body.

As User#1727585767965 groaned above him, Mike smiled despite the tears in his eyes. It felt strange and yet exhilaratingly right, this new role he had found himself in. He wanted nothing more than to make their arrangement work, to prove that he could be valuable and trustworthy, even with everything he'd done wrong in the past.

Mike's heart raced as he felt the officer's cock, hard and massive in his hand. He hesitated for a moment, wondering if he truly had the courage to take it further, before slowly wrapping his lips around the head, teasingly taking as much of it into his mouth as he could manage. His fingers curled around the shaft, stroking gently as he began to bob his head up and down in a smooth rhythm that set them both groaning.

The taste of User#1727585767965 filled his mouth, driving him mad with desire for more contact. He felt their bodies slick with sweat as he took the officer deeper into his throat, determined to please and satisfy in any way possible. His own arousal grew unbearable, but he focused on pleasing his new master, hoping that this sacrifice would be enough to earn him