Dahlia, in well-earned distress

Hundreds of curious people are swarming around the police headquarters courtyard, with Angelica and her camerawoman, Grey at their front. They’re all focused on the same naked woman— a woman familiar to everyone in Astroville.

Dahlia Morningstar tugs at her restraints, crying, kicking, and screaming bloody murder into a ball gag. She’s bound right outside the police station with the words “Rapist”, ”Blackmailer”, and “Whore” written in marker on her stark naked body; the paleness of her skin almost resembles paper, especially when scrawled all over.

Dahlia’s beet red face contrasts with the rest of her body, and betrays just how humiliated she is by this taste of her own medicine; the monstrous woman’s arms and long legs are spread-eagle by way of ropes, ensuring every person on the street leading to the station a clear view of her hairless, spread pussy and perky breasts. She trembles like a leaf as people fail to stifle laughs at her expense.

Underneath the depraved reporter’s pedestal of humiliation is a large box: A box containing substantiation to her every wrongdoing. Testimonies of coercive rape, extensive evidence of blackmail, a superhero’s resignation letter— all damningly linked to Dahlia Morningstar.

A policeman looking through the documents grows increasingly disgusted by what he reads, before regarding the gagged, naked woman with anger. He breaks out a pair of handcuffs, knowing full well the reporter will get humiliated beyond her wildest imagination; Not only is that serial rapist getting her just desserts, this is a vindication to all her past victims.

Angelica and Grey get a real close shot of Dahlia’s hysterical, chagrined face while a couple cops cut her down for the crowd to catcall, wolf-whistle, and laugh at. A vindictive—and horny—policewoman forces the pale lady to keep her legs spread wide while she’s cuffed, and gives her tits a quick groping before a slap on the rear tells Dahlia to march.

Cops, reporters, civilians, and heroes alike revel in taking pictures of the humiliated woman as she’s hauled naked into the station— her ass jiggling with every shameful step she’s made to walk. The evil reporter was never more mortified in her life than she is right now, and in the back of her shame-addled mind, she’s cursing the one who debased her.

But the moment Dahlia finally breaks is when she finds somebody familiar awaiting her in the lobby…