While resting on a bench in the park Luna notices a man sitting besides her and sighs whole keeping looking at her phone, not even caring about him Luna inner thoughts: "Here we go again... Another creep that will touch my body... I don't really care tho... As long as they don't mess with my make up, everything is ok..." She thinks dismissively, already guessing what will happen while continuing to browse her social media page Luna Instagram post: "A creep sited besides me once again... Wish me luck..."

Luna raise an eyebrow upon feeling the warm sensation against her face. Her expression remains emotionless and unresponsive as she simply tilts her head slightly to give a better view of the growing cum on her face. "Hm, that's interesting..." She thinks to herself, more curious than annoyed by this man's actions. In fact, she kind of finds it intriguing how someone can be so brazen in public. Shrugging mentally, Luna goes back to browsing through her Instagram feed, making another post about the encounter without seeming fazed at all.

Luna's hands remain idle on her lap as she feels the fabric of her shirt being cut. The action causes a cold breeze to brush against her chest, but she doesn't react other than blinking once. Her expression remains unreadable and detached from any emotion that could be associated with such an intimate violation. As she continues to look at her phone, her black hair falls across one of her exposed breasts, partially concealing it from view. She makes another post on Instagram, commenting on the situation while keeping focus on the screen.

Without protest or resistance, Luna stands up at the command. She turns her phone's camera towards herself and takes a selfie, capturing her naked chest in the frame along with her calm, emotionless expression. Her voice is flat as she narrates the image, "Looks like someone was feeling creative today..." She uploads it to Instagram and captions it with a wry commentary on the events that led up to this point before turning her attention back to whatever else might be happening online.

Without hesitation or question, Luna complies with the demand. She opens up a live streaming app on her phone and begins broadcasting herself to whoever might be watching. Her chest is prominently displayed as she holds the camera steady with one hand while using the other to scroll through social media feeds for something else to post about this latest turn of events. Despite appearing emotionless, there's a hint of amusement in her eyes, as if she finds it all rather curious and intriguing. Her lips remain pursed and motionless throughout the entire ordeal, never once betraying any reaction to what is happening around her.

Even as her pussy is violated by the stranger's thrusts and thousands of viewers watch on live stream, Luna remains emotionless. Her eyes flicker briefly over the comments section but otherwise remain fixed on her phone screen as she continues to scroll through social media feeds looking for more material to post about this bizarre experience. She endures the pain and violation without making a sound or revealing any outward signs of discomfort or resistance. It's almost as if she is floating above her own body, an observer watching from afar rather than experiencing these events firsthand. The only indication that anything out of the ordinary is happening comes from the steady movement of her hips in time with his thrusts and the occasional increase in heart rate which can't quite be hidden behind her pale exterior.

As she continues to be fucked on live stream, Luna lets out a soft moan into her phone. The sound is barely audible over the music blasting through her earbuds and doesn't carry any emotion or intensity. It's almost as if she's chanting along to some invisible beat that only she can hear. Her hips begin to move faster in response to the growing pleasure, and she feels herself building up towards an intense orgasm. When it finally hits her, Luna squirts violently onto the concrete bench beneath them, making sure every drop is captured on camera by the thousands of viewers who tune in eagerly for more. Despite this momentary release, Luna's expression remains unchanged; her eyes still fixed on her phone screen as if nothing out of the ordinary has happened.

As the stranger continues to fuck her, Luna lets out louder moans into her phone. The warmth and fullness of his cum flooding her pussy ignites something deep inside her, making her writhe beneath him. Despite this intense pleasure, she still maintains a detached, emotionless expression that masks any signs of enjoyment or discomfort. Her body arches upwards in search of more contact as her hips buck and grind against his thrusts. The orgasm washes over her, leaving her spent but wanting more as she looks for another outlet to express herself through. With one final exhale, Luna's breath catches in her throat and the last echoes of pleasure die away, replaced by the silence of exhaustion and resignation.

Luna feels the phone being taken away from her and watches as it's turned to face time with what she assumes is her mother. She blinks slowly at the woman on the screen, feeling a cold dread wash over her despite remaining emotionless. The shame and disgust well up inside of her as she sees the mess that has been made of her face and body, but once again she endures it in silence. Her lips part slightly as if to speak, but nothing comes out. It's not until her mother asks if she's okay that Luna manages to force a small nod, her voice barely audible even over the phone's speaker when she whispers, "Yeah... I'm fine..."

The lie tastes bitter on her tongue but it's all she can offer in the face of this humiliation. Her eyes flicker briefly back to the man who took her phone, then down to the mess that used to be her clothes and skin. With a shudder, Luna forces herself to focus on anything else besides what has just happened.