Title: Musa – Arrested!
Fandom/X-Over: Winx Club
Character(s)/Pairing: Original male Character X Musa
Bondage Level: Medium
Equipment Used: Collar, Handcuffs, leg irons, Ballgag, collar, tight prisoner jumpsuit.
Extra Actions: Spanking, Groping, Fingering, blowjob, prison roleplay
Sex type: Anal
Sex Position: Perpendicular

After Riven cheats on her for the last time, she flies to a nearby planet and soon lets loose all her anger. However, she landed on one of the strictest planets in law-abiding, Asmodia. And is arrested for property damage and assault. Now, she is stuck on another planet serving her sentence and the prince who arrested her, who she finds better company that Riven.

Flying through the cosmos, one could hear the sound of an angry female muttering up a storm of curses as her sparkly wings carried her through the sky.

The figure was a beautiful 18-year-old girl with dark, blue hair done in a pair of pigtails and blue eyes, contrasting her pale skin and magenta lips. Her body was thin and curvy with wide hips and slightly toned legs plus a pair of C-cup sized breasts on her chest.

Right now, she was dressed in a red, sparkly halter and miniskirt with red high-heeled wedges that showed off her body. This was the fair of music herself, Musa.

And right now, she was pissed with a capital P.

"Stupid Riven! He cheated on me! AGAIN! FOR SOME NO NAME WITCH!" She yelled as she continued to fly, not caring where she was going.

That's right. Riven had once again double-timed her.

Flashback

"Oh, Riven is going to like this song!" She said as she was talking with her friends over the phone.

"Hey, if he doesn't, then he's going to have to deal with the rest of the Winx Club!" She heard Stella declared.

"Hey, don't worry Musa. You have great musical talent. Riven will be a fool to dislike it." Bloom said.

"Thanks, guys." She said as she hung up. She then saw the purple haired teen she was in a relationship with, leaning against the wall.

"There he is!" Musa said with a happy smile. But before she could say anything else, he smiled as someone rushed past her.

"RIVEN!" The girl was the same age as her, but was from Cloud Tower with a more gothic rocker vibe to her.

"Hey! Do you-!" Musa was about to yell when the girl rushed to Riven and kissed him right on the lips.

And to her breaking heart, he kissed back.

"Great to see you again, babe. Shall we head off?" He said with a smile before he walked away, the girl holding his arm as they walked away.

Leaving a broken hearted and furious Musa behind.

In her rage, she morphed into her fairy form and flew.

She didn't care how far or how long it was. She needed to leave.

Flashback end

Musa landed on the nearest planet she was on, dismissing her wings as she landed in what seemed to be an empty city.

She was silent.

For about 5 seconds.

"RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She yelled as she unleashed a blast of musical magic everywhere with no considerate care of where she was aiming at.

"THAT LOUSY, NO-GOOD, BAD BOY WANNABE! I WASTED ALL NIGHT WRITING THAT SONG FOR OUR ANNIVERSAIRY AND HE JUST UPS AND MAKES OUT SOME GOTH WITCH WITHOUT NOTICING ME THERE?! I SEE THAT GUY AGAIN, I WILL PERSONALLY BLAST HIS DAMN EARDRUMS OUT!" She yelled as she continued launched magic blasts everywhere, destroying many buildings, statues and walls.

She didn't care. She needed to blow off steam and rage.

Suddenly, she heard running footsteps, turning around, she saw a group of men dressed in blue uniforms with a blue blazer, a black belt with satchels and boots, all armed with guns as they pointed at her.

Soon, the leader, who was dressed in a black trench coat and the same uniform as the others stepped forward.

Musa had a look at the man. He was the same age as her, with Caucasian skin, a black pony tail and blue eyes like sapphires, with a scar running down his left eye. He clearly worked out as he had a lean muscular build.

"Ma'am, have seen what you have done?" He questioned in a deep tone, that made her shiver but her anger was overwhelming her logic.

"Oh, look. I am working through some anger issues right now so don't get in my way." She growled.

"Hmmm...resisting huh? Well, I'm afraid we can't allow that. I'll have to take you in." He said as he placed his hand on one of the holsters of his belt.

"OK, you know what? I could use someone to take my anger out on someone." She said as she morphed into her fairy mode, making the man raise a brow.

"Interesting."

"You like? Here, have a taste of..." she began but she was soon interrupted by him blitzing in front of her and slamming his fist into her gut, knocking the wind out of her, before responding with a devastating uppercut that knocked her into the air as the man grabbed her leg to slam her into the ground.

"But I faced fairies before and they all have the same weakness: Relying too much on magic." He said as he approached her just as she got up.

"Ow..." Musa groaned before noticing that all of the uniformed men had surrounded her, pointing their guns at her. Musa was about to float but suddenly, she felt something metallic wrap around her neck, and her magic draining away until she was back into her outfit of a red halter top, blue jeans and red converses.

"My magic!" She yelled as she found that she couldn't transform.

"Magic sealing collar. Useful for magic beings. Now, are you gonna come quietly? Or do I have to use force?" He asked.

Musa looked around and realised that all exit points were blocked, so she was stuck.

She then sighed in defeat.

"Fine. You win. I'll come quietly." She said as she got back up with her hands up.

The man smiled.

"Good, now hands behind your head and no sudden movements. I'm going to perform a search." he said as the musical fairy did just that, hands behind her head as the man started to run his hands all over her curvy body, making her blush.

"Umm...' she began to stutter as she felt his hands grope her breasts through her top. 'I have one question. Where did I land? I was in a rush so..." She began.

"Really? You didn't know you landed in Asmodia?" He said, making her eyes widen.

"Asmodia?! Oh, I really messed up this time!" She said with a groan.

"I'm guessing you know about it?" He said, moving to her hips and running his hands over her bubbly butt.

"About how the strict laws meant the crime level is low here and that the punishment are a nightmare for women? Yeah. Anyone caught here doing major crimes gets sent to Bound Spell, where the prisoners essentially become playthings for the guards.' She moaned at her stupid decision and how rough his groping was. 'And I'm about to go down for destruction of property."

"Well, depending with the Royal family, they may give you some leniancy. I can help with that." He said.

"How?" Musa asked with a raised brow.

"Forgot to mention. Blaze Heartstrong. Captain of the Asmodia Justice Corps AND crown prince to the kingdom."

Musa's eyes widened.

"Oh, I just tried to fight the prince. I'm an idiot." She moaned in despair.

"Nah, you were angry. Anger clouds the mind. But we'll talk more about it at the station." He said as he pinned her wrists behind her back and took out a pair of silver handcuffs from his pouch and secured them around her wrists.

"Ma'am, I am arresting you for destruction of property, resisting arrest and attempting to assault an officer. Anything you say will be held accounted against you. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir." Musa said as she then a pair of leg irons attached to her ankles before she was marched to the back of the police car.

"Sir, shouldn't we gag her?" One of the officers asked.

"They are only for those resisting arrest." He said as he got into the car and drove away to the station.

Blaze and Musa soon arrived in the booking area, with everything needed to book the criminal.

"Well, Ms. Musa. Time to get you booked and prepared for your trial. Just follow the instructions and we won't have any issues." Blaze instructed to which Musa nodded.

Blaze took a hold of her right hand and dabbed the index finger onto the ink pad, pressing it onto the card to mark her finger prints, mentally having a feel of her hands.

'Huh...soft...'

Musa had the same feeling as well.

'Wow...his hands are so rugged...'

Once that was done, she was directed to the measuring chart, where she stood in front of the camera as a black plaque on a thin chain was draped over her head and the plaque hung below her chest.

On it, read: 01245, Musa.

Holding it in front of her, she allowed her picture to be taken before turning to the right for the second photo.

"What next?" She asked.

Blaze then put on some rubber gloves.

"I need for you to strip." He said.

Musa was silent but her face went bright red.

"WHAT?!" She yelped.

"Look, it's just protocol. I don't make the rules, I follow them." He said.

Still blushing, Musa did as she was told, taking her top off first, allowing her breasts to bounce as they did and mentally cursing the fact she had decided to go commando, before doing the same with her heels and jeans.

She REALLY regretted going commando.

"OK, hands on the wall and spread your legs." He ordered and she did just that, spreading her legs as she placed her palms on the wall.

Soon she squeaked as she felt a pair of hands squeezing and fondling her breasts, the rubber gloves rubbing along the hard nipples as the prince did a thorough examination.

"Hmmm...nothing here. What about in your two holes, I wonder?" He asked.

"N-nothing up there." She assured, shakily.

"I'll be the judge of that." Blaze said as he pushed his index and middle finger into her vagina, making her squeal.

Blaze was silent as he started to pump his fingers into her, twisting them as he did before pulling them out to check her asshole the same way, all the while Musa squirmed as she felt herself being violated.

"Now the final hole..." The prince said as he turned her around for her to face him. Musa soon saw herself getting lost into his eyes as he placed a hand on her chin, tilting her head so they were gazing at each other.

Musa could feel her heart beating as she blushed at the sight of the handsome man.

She then felt a hand opening her mouth as Blaze moved closer, almost sharing a chaste kiss from a person's perspective.

"Hmm...nothing in the mouth either." He said as he moved away from her, much to the fairy's disappointment.

"You don't have anything hidden, so head to the shower to get yourself cleaned." He instructed and Musa obeyed, shakily walking to the shower area, closing the door as she did, with Blaze standing outside.

"Nice girl. Beautiful to...' he mused before shaking the thoughts out of his head. 'Oh get those thoughts out of your head, Blaze. You don't have the time for a relationship, especially with a criminal." He muttered.

Meanwhile, Musa was currently cleaning herself under the hot water.

"Man...what a mess..." She sighed.

"But...he was handsome. And maybe some time away from Alfea will be good for me." She said with a smile, before frowning.

"Ugh, what am I thinking? Wanting a guy like that? I just found out that slimeball was seeing someone else! I can't be thinking about other guys, especially since I'm gonna be in prison." She muttered.

Finishing her shower, she came out and dried herself off, putting on a new pair of undergarments, being a cotton bra and briefs.

"Finished?" Blaze asked.

"Yeah. Now what?" Musa asked the prince.

"Get changed into your uniform. I'll take you to the prison cells for your trial." He ordered as she was lead to where the jumpsuits and boots were.

Grabbing the short-sleeved jumpsuit and boots that fist her, she started to put on the uniform, feeling the material wrap around her like cling film, highlighting her curves and body as she zipped it up before putting on the black leather, high-heeled boots that reached to her knees. She looked down to analyse what she was wearing.

"If I wasn't going to prison, I would totally admire this outfit..." She mused to herself.

Suddenly, she felt something clamp around her neck. It was a steel collar with a ring on it.

"All prisoners are required to wear a collar to disable their powers. One of the rules." Blaze explained as he proceeded to secure her wrists behind her back before putting the leg irons around her ankles.

"OK, what else is ther—argh!" Musa began before a red ballgag was stuffed into her mouth and buckled behind her head.

"And you are gagged. Don't ask." He spoke before leading the girl to the van, stuffing her inside the van so it could take her to the courtroom, where her final fate would be decided.

"I hear by sentence you to a year in jail! Be thankful the prince spoke on your behalf! Take her away!"

A year in prison.

And her watcher was Blaze himself.

Musa said nothing as her wrists were once again cuffed behind her back as she was led away.

It didn't seem that bad, but now the issue is what to tell her friends back at Alfea.

In the prison office, Musa was in the breaking room, where Blaze was waiting.

"Nice to see you. Now then, shall we begin?" He said as he grabbed her cuffed wrists and attached a hook to the chain. Pulling it up, he put Musa into a strappado position. She couldn't complain due to the gag in her mouth.

He lowered the zipper of the jumpsuit, revealing her clean asshole.

Lowering his pants, he revealed his 7-inch cock. Lining himself with the tiny hole, he thrusted into her ass, making her squeal as she drooled over the gag.

Soon he began to thrust his hips into her ass, hard and fast as her breasts swung from the movements.

With each thrust, Musa groaned and moaned from the thrusts as Blaze kept a steady pace. Soon, she felt him thrust faster into her hole, moaning even louder.

Suddenly, he heard him grunt as she then felt something warm shoot into her ass. Finally, she felt the cock slick out of her ass.

"We'll be having more sessions like this, Ms. Musa. In the meantime, I shall leave here to contemplate your actions." Blaze said.

The only thing Musa heard was the sound fo the door locking as she fell unconscious.