Justice is blinded

The Queen of Justice raises the paddle high in the air, and brings it down.

On the bottom of one of her guards, who's been substituted at the last possible moment for the bent-over man. The guard, a strong warrior woman who seems very surprised to find herself in the stocks with her skirt up, yelps in pain as the paddle makes contact with her naked ebony backside, well-toned from years of keeping the city safe.

The Queen of Justice seems equally surprised, though it's hard to tell behind the mask. "What? How did you... get her out of there!"

"Not so fast, villain!"

"Who are you? Guards, seize him!"

"I'm the Panty Raider," you explain, seizing the guards and sending them spinning across Torment Square, minus their leather uniforms. One lands in a cage, the other in ankle stocks. "And your reign of terror ends here. Let this man go at once!"

"What?" The Queen sounds baffled. "This man's a convicted panty peeper. Hey, don't go anywhere! You still need a spanking, boy!"

"How dare you?"

"Dare I what?"

"Punish this man for the victimless crime of panty peeping. Don't you know that spanking as a punishment is reserved for women only? All men should be allowed to look at women as much as they want, and all women should have their bottoms spanked whenever men decide it's funny. That's justice."

"No it isn't."

"Sure it is."

"I've had enough of this," says the Queen of Justice, raising her paddle. "Come over here, boy. I'll show you what justice is."