Yes

With a surge of adrenaline, Yana managed to twist her body just enough to break Daffney's grip on her pants. She swung her arm wildly, her fist connecting with Daffney's side, causing her to grunt and wobble backward.

Freed from Daffney's grasp, Yana quickly pulled her pants back up, her hands shaking as she fumbled with the zipper to hide her panties and reclaim her modesty. She blocked out what had just happened to her, and what Amelia and Emily had seen.

Daffney recovered quickly. She wasn't about to let Yana off the hook that easily. With a growl, she lunged at Yana, determined to finish what she started.

Yana braced herself, her fists up and ready. She knew she had to retaliate and break Daffney back down again. As Daffney closed in, Yana sidestepped and delivered a swift kick Daffney’s leg, stopping the charge in its tracks.

Seizing the opportunity, Yana grabbed a fistful of Daffney's hair and yanked her head back, exposing her neck. "You think you can humiliate me?" Yana hissed, her voice low and dangerous. “We’ll see how you like it.”

Daffney struggled, trying to pull away, but Yana's grip was strong.

Yana tightened her hold, using her other hand to deliver a sharp slap to Daffney's exposed cheek. The sound echoed in the empty parking lot, and Daffney's head snapped to the side, her cheek reddening instantly.

The tables had turned once again, and Yana was determined to make Daffney pay for the humiliation.

"How do you like it now?" Yana taunted, her voice dripping with contempt.