Exposure for crimes!

The wizard eyed Rose.

"Fine, if you don't want the guards involved, I will take time out of my busy schedule to discipline you." The mage said with a sigh. "Perhaps, under my stern hand, you will become a proper citizen."

Rose stood causally, defiantly. Let the windbag talk. She had no fear of an old magician!

The mage seemed to notice her defiance. His bushy eyebrows furrowed.

"Fine." He muttered. "Let us begin your discipline right now!"

He muttered an incantation, and extended his index finger. It ignited with blue fire, raging hot energy sparking off it. Rose felt a little nervous.

"Hey, no need to be hasty..." She said, fearing being burned. The mage grabbed her manacle chain, holding her in place. Then he made a quick swipe with his finger. Rose gasped, flinching back. Then, she opened her eyes. Looking down, she saw that she was fine. he hadn't burned her!

Unfortunately, what she didn't notice is he had burned a lash straight down the middle of her clothes. They hung in place for a stunned moment, then fell away. Rose's jaw dropped as he clothes fluttered down. Her severed pants pooled in each boot. Her blouse, split down the middle, fell to each wrist. Her undergarments fluttered off with the wind. This left everything that mattered of her body, torso, breasts, butt, crotch, legs, totally bare!

"AHH!" She squealed, struggling to cover herself as the crowd laughed. The mage seemed amused as well, his lip curling into a smile as he studied Rose's bare flesh. Little did she know, he was just getting started!