As the crowd's jeers wash over him, as does a second orgasm, Setsun's mind is all but gone. It hurt too much, and felt too good, and his body couldn't take it. He passed out, still speared on the monster's cock, still being rammed in and out of. No doubt this wouldn't suit the crowd at all, not that much could be done about it. Few would dare try to interrupt something like -that- as it mated.