The play and Ayumi's exposure continues

She moves through the backstage area, her heart still pounding with excitement. As she walks, she becomes aware of the stares of her fellow actors, their eyes drawn to her flushed body and swollen pussy. She can hear their comments, and they sting like daggers.

"Did you see her on stage? What was that!"

"I heard she told Stacy she wanted to finish herself."

"She looked like she was enjoying it up there."

Ayumi's face burns with shame, and she wishes she could disappear. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself, and then makes her way towards the costume room. She needs to get cleaned up, to wash away the signs of her orgasm.

But as she reaches the door, the make-up girl steps in front of her, blocking her path. "Not so fast," she says, a sly smile on her face. "There are boys inside, you cannot go there. I'll take care of you right here" the make-up girl says, reaching for a bottle of oil. She pours it into her hands and starts putting it all over Ayumi's body. Ayumi feels the slick substance sliding over her skin, and shivers as the make-up girl's hands roam over her breasts and down to her hips.

"We need to make sure every inch of you is glistening," the make-up girl says. Ayumi closes her eyes and lets the make-up girl continue, her hands slick with oil as they explore every curve and hollow of Ayumi's body.

She feels a shiver run down her spine as the make-up girl's fingers graze her inner thighs, moving closer and closer to the apex of her legs. But just as Ayumi feels herself tensing up, she hears a commotion behind her.

Ayumi feels her cheeks burning with embarrassment as she realizes how it must look - her standing there, naked and oiled up, with the make-up girl's hands all over her body. She opens her mouth, but before she can say anything, the make-up girl speaks up.

"We're just getting Ayumi ready for the second half," she says, her voice casual and unconcerned. "There you go, all ready for the second half," she says with a wink and a final pat on the butt.

Ayumi stands there, her arms far away from her body while she waits for the oil to be absorbed. She recalls how this premiere is not going exactly as the rehearsals went. The orgasm scene was way more embarrassing with her being made to finish on her own, but that wasn't the only situation. It's like her other co-stars were trying to expose and embarrass her on stage as much as they could. She realized that Greg's presence was missing, he was keeping his distance from her after the argument. He was playing her protector Sebastian, but now he was sulking in the corner of stage and the others were free to walk up to her, touch her and move her around the stage with no one to stop them.

But this wasn't time for thoughts like this. Ayumi gently slapped her cheeks a couple of times and tried to get back to focus. Let them play with her, let them expose her. As long as she can withstand it and make it look natural, the play would be a success. And when they see her strength, they will tone it down for other performances. She understands they must be doing this on purpose, to get the attendants to be excited and come again. She must do her part as well.

The stage lights come up, and Ayumi takes a deep breath as she steps back onto the stage. The audience erupts in applause, and she smiles, taking a moment to soak it all in.

Ayumi, still naked, jumps around the stage like an excited child, her heart racing with exhilaration. The audience howls as she interacts with them, sitting next to the end of the stage asking them about the lives of humans. Her oiled body is shining from the stage lights, every inch and curve highlighted. But the true excitement comes when she has her shared scenes with Liam. Every time they come on stage together, he gropes her relentlessly, touching her in ways that make her blush and gasp.

She lets him continue, her heart racing as he touches her breasts, teasing her nipples until they harden beneath his fingers. She moans softly, her body trembling with pleasure as he moves lower, his fingers exploring her most intimate places. Liam keeps her on her toes, bringing her constantly to the front of the stage so the audience has a prime view of her body.