The entire situation felt like a dream. Yura's eyes were glazed over, and her hair sprawled wildly on the floor of the Arena: she had been in a fight moments ago, but now she was about to be raped on the most popular show in the world. She wondered just how many people were watching right now. All eyes in the Arena, and all over the world fell on her heaving chest as Jake mounted her. Yura could feel his overwhelming weight bearing down on her tiny frame, but had no energy to resist. He tore her shirt open easily, exposing her cleavage and the toned lines of her stomach for everyone to see. The cool air was actually quite refreshing on her skin, which shone with a thin layer of sweat. It was a small solace for what was to come. Yura felt his rough hands squeezing her breasts, without any concern for her. She was about to be fucked for pure entertainment. It all felt so strange, so awful - she hoped she wouldn't have to get used to it.<br/><br/>