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Olivia woke up with a start. She was completely naked in a jail cell. She was on a small lump mattress with no sheets, and there was a stainless steel sink/toilet and nothing else. "What the fuck?" she muttred.

She got up and covered her shame as best she could. She went to the cell bars. "Hello?"

A man in black suit, white shirt and black tie and two burly female prison guards walked up to her. "**** 4598," said the man as he looked at clipboard. "Formerly known as Olivia Rodrigo. Take her."

"What do you mean ****?"

One of the women unlocked the cell, then she and the other guard grabbed Olivia.

"Hey, stop, leave me alone!"

"Gag her," said the man.

One of the guards reached behind her and pulled a ball gag off of her belt and strapped on the protesting Olivia. They dragged her though a corridor of empty cells.

"Glad this is the last one of the day," said the other female guard.

They dragged Olivia onto a stage. Her arms were strapped to two wooden posts on either side of her. In the audience in front of the stage were a few well-dressed couples, some creepy looking older men, a few nerdy looking guys, a couple of dominatrix's, and even some frat boys.

The man in the suit stepped to the microphone. "Auction 4598. Singer Olivia Rodrigo, but of course the buyer gets to name his property. Would you like to inspect the lot?"

A queue of people a lined up. A couple in their forties smacked Olivia's, felt up her tits, and ran their fingers through her hair then inspected her anus and pussy.

"As you can see," Said the man in the suit. "She's still pretty tight."

Olivia was groped and prodded several more times before the people took their seats.

"Shall we start the bidding at $100,000?"