Suddenly Spiral called out "Wait!"; stopping the Riddler before he could name the next lucky contestant--whose name died in a quick gasp of surprise over her interruption. A low rumble of grumbling rose from the audience and Spiral held up all her hands
"Whatever is the problem my multi-arm lovely?" the Riddler asked.
"Well not to be a bother" she replied in sweet, sing songey voice, "but before we can continue, it must be noted" She jerked two right thumbs towards Raven "that little-miss-Poptart over there just used magic." The grumbles in the audience died away and
were replaced by mocking "oohs" of disappointment. "This is a clear violation of the rules of the game. And that means only one thing!"
PENALTY BOX! PENALTY BOX! PENALTY BOX! The audience chanted and clap.
The Riddler motioned for quiet and shook his head. "Oh Raven---Cheating! What kind of behavior is that for a Teen Titan! Think of the children!" He made an exaggerated 'disappointed face' and wiped a phantom tear from his cheek.
Riddler shrugged "oh well" and turned to Spiral "Do the honor my dear!"
Spiral struck a pose and with one hand reached into the bright pink penalty box. The rest she held up like Vanna White presenting a letter.
For her part Raven felt sick to her stomach, unbelieving what was happening to her and that she was about to suffer further indignities. There was another part of her though, emanating from between her legs. It was hot and hungry and wet and craved 'penetration?'
Despite her self, no matter how wrong this was---how wrong she knew this was--Raven imagined a thick rock hard cock pounding her sweet little pussy.
This is wrong. Raven did her best to bury such thoughts, but it persisted, like an inch you couldn't scratch.
Azaroth give me strength.
And then Spiral pulled out a card and read: