Definitely no

As Yuki's body betrayed her, the orgasm ripped through her, waves of pleasure mixed with shame and fear. The neighbors watched, their faces a mix of shock and excitement, their phones capturing every moment. Trisha's hands continued their relentless ****, drawing every last shudder from Yuki's trembling form. “Good girl” Lindy's voice was cold, approving, as she stepped back, observing the scene with a detached satisfaction. The ropes dug into Yuki's wrists, a painful reminder of her helplessness, as the world around her seemed to shrink to the humiliation of this moment.

As the last shudders of Yuki's orgasm faded, Trisha's hands lingered on her body, tracing the curves with a possessive slowness. Lindy stepped forward, her eyes gleaming with a cold satisfaction as she inspected the ropes binding Yuki to the bar. The neighbors, now fully emerged from the shadows, formed a semi-circle around the scene, their phones still recording, their expressions a mix of titillation and revulsion. One of them, a middle-aged man, stepped closer, his phone's camera lens zoomed in on Yuki's trembling form, capturing every inch of her exposed body.

Yuki's breath came in short, panicked gasps as she realized the extent of her exposure, her eyes darting towards the man with a plea for mercy that went unanswered. Trisha's hands continued their relentless exploration, her fingers tracing the contours of Yuki's body with a possessive precision. Her nipples were stone hard and the camera slowly moved all around them, catching all their exposed beauty.

She’s never felt so naked in her whole life, tied naked and being scanned by an old man. While being fondled by her worst enemy.