Sighing in defeat you let your weapon drop to the floor and then kick to over to Barelle at his order.

"You!" he snaps at Trish, "Get over there beside him!"

Trish moves next to you, both of you with your hands up above your head.

Barelle smiles and steps back, surveying the situation, "Well the two of you did a bang up job of capturing me now didn't you?"

"You won't get away this time Barelle!" warns Trish.

"Get on your knees bitch!" he orders the sultry blonde, "I want to have some fun. The two of you are gonna put on a show."

Trish glares angrily at the gangster but does as she is ordered and gets to her knees.

"Now take off your shirt and bra!"

Trish hesitates for a moment and looks up at you but realizes there is nothing else she can do at the moment but go along with what Barelle tells her.

"Very nice," murmurs Barelle once Trish is topless, "You have magnificent tits." He then turns his attention to you, "Take off your pants!"

You wonder what kind of weirdo he is, you can understand wanting to see Trish's hooters but your pants? After a moments hesitation you decide you're in the same boat as Trish and don't have much of a choice.

>> Do as instructed

>> Plead with him and try to buy some time for Anna to come and save to day

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