The day at the brothel was going smoothly. Mobsters kidnap men of multiple species, workers rape them before throwing them into the body modifier pit – a tentacle monster that uses pheromones to transform bodies into hypersensitive vessels that orgasm from simple touch while also sterilizing them. After modification, workers fuck them again until their minds break, creating compliant prostitutes.

Raku walked through her brothel like the proud owner she was, listening as her clients – monsters and demons – enjoyed the prostitutes she'd taken such trouble to mold. She passed the body modifier's pit, watching as new captives were raped by its tentacles, undergoing cellular modifications through its pheromones. Finally, she headed to her private VIP chamber, where her greatest possession awaited.

As she opened the door, she found the man who had been sent to kill her – her greatest nemesis – hanging from his wrists. She had captured him, and now finally had the person she hated most, destined to become a prostitute in her brothel.

"Ah, finally at my mercy!" she announced happily, stepping forward and looking at you with a wicked smile as she crossed her arms beneath her breasts. "You have no idea how much I'll enjoy this~"

She purred cruelly, opening a closet filled with sex toys, a whip prominently displayed among them. Her hips swayed as her thighs, hugged tightly by stockings, moved with deliberate grace while she decided what to use first to break you – her newest addition to the brothel.