Days melted into a whirlwind of endless depravity—Tae’s body a canvas for their every filthy whim, her holes stretched and filled in ways she’d never imagined. The island had transformed her from a spoiled, bratty heiress into an insatiable cock slut, craving their dominance like air. But time flew cruelly, and suddenly, it was her last day. Tomorrow, the private jet would whisk her back to her city, back to boardrooms and penthouses, her month-long “discipline” complete. Tae stared out the villa window that afternoon, her massive tits—now even bigger, swollen from constant rough play, sucking, and pinching—pressing against the glass, a pout on her full pink lips. “I don’t want to go,” she whispered to herself, her fat pink pussy clenching at the thought of leaving their cocks behind. “I’ll miss them… miss being their whore.”

The men felt it too—Kook, Joon, and Yoongi exchanged glances over dinner, their muscled forms tense. “Gonna miss those tight holes,” Kook muttered, adjusting his bulge. “Best slut we’ve had—greedy, obedient, always dripping.”