Lady Justice Breaks Free

A dozen of the city's richest crime lords, super villains, and politicians show up for the auction, all masked and accompanied by armed guards. Lady Justice kneels in the center of a large room, chained to the floor by her wrists and ankles. She's conscious but dazed, tears streaking down her pretty face. Queen Oya stands beside her, running her fingers through her hair, smiling.

"Welcome ladies and gentlemen. I believe you're all familiar with our adorable little auction item." Queen Oya announces, grabbing the other woman by the hair and yanking her upwards, causing the defeated hero to cry out. "I'm sure she's ruined plans for most of you at some point. Now's your chance to take your frustrations out on her directly. But that just leaves one question, who wants it most? Bidding will start at-"

"Hold on just a second Queen Bitch." A gruff voice interrupts. "I want to see what I'm bidding on." The Minotaur steps forward, a hulking brutish man who'd established himself as a crime boss through brutal **** and intimidation. He is wearing his signature bulls mask complete with long horns. "Strip the cunt!"

A murmuring of agreement comes from the other bidders. Queen Oya gestures towards the woman, "Feel free."

With a pleased grunt The Minotaur reaches down and grips the front of her costume and rips the front of her costume off in one motion. Lady Justice's supple c-cup breasts are on display for all to see. They're perky and tipped with small dark nipples. Her pussy is clean shaved with dark puss lips and a large, protruding clitoris. A noticeable bulge forms in The Miniature's pants as a deep red blush spreads across Lady Justice's cheeks.

"Satisfied?" Queen Oya asks.

"Not yet," The Minotaur snorts. "But I will be."

Several of the other bidders laugh loudly. Then, suddenly, the chains binding Lady Justice explode as a **** field forms around the exposed woman. Queen Oya manages to jump back, but The Minotaur is sent flying back several feet.