Yes

Katie charged across the TV room, intent on tackling Roxanne before she could get off that second shot. But she still had so much ground to make up.

Roxanne’s crossbow automatically reloaded itself, meaning all she had to do was aim. With Katie running straight at her, the punk princess had no trouble striking her other bra cup. The **** stopped her in her tracks for a few seconds.

And that was all it took.

“Wait, wait…”

Roxanne pressed a button underneath her homemade crossbow weapon, and the pulley behind the crossbow activated. The two ropes attached to the suction cups shot backward with an enormous ****.

Katie’s eyes widened as the weapon pulled on her bra cups. Her bra snapped open at the back, and soon, the powder blue garment detached from her chest and down her arms, before she could react.

She screamed, but the bra had already reached Roxanne’s grasp. Lowering the crossbow, Katie blinked tears away as Roxanne waved the bra around her head.

Katie clutched her hands over her small tits. Her pair of rounded globes hid the two erect nipples underneath. No, it wasn’t arousal. It was like a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head.

She sank to her knees, down to just her Brazilian-cut panties and a pair of socks. Katie had been utterly defeated by yet another of Roxanne’s tricks.