The stadium lights dimmed as the final echoes of 'JIEUN Beasts’ WHORE!' faded into exhausted cheers from the 50,000 Lunars. Jieun lay sprawled on the stage, her naked body a wreck of cum-streaked skin, red handprints on her thighs and ass, pussy and asshole gaping from hours of relentless pounding. The aphrodisiacs that had kept her body betraying her mind were finally ebbing away, leaving a cold clarity in their wake.

Shame crashed over her like a wave—every thrust, every forced orgasm replaying in her mind. She curled into a fetal position, tears mixing with the drying semen on her face, sobbing quietly as the six young Lunars girls were herded off by security, their own bodies similarly used and discarded.