Zhao Shiyu had been plied with too much to drink by Sun Linlin, which made her, who already couldn't hold her liquor, even more intoxicated.
The troupe leader woke her up by licking her feet, kissing her legs, sucking her crevice, and then yanking off her panties.
Zhao Shiyu screamed, bent her leg, and kicked the troupe leader tumbling with one swift motion.
"What, what the hell do you guys want?" Zhao Shiyu shouted.
Yi quickly stepped forward and said, "Shiyu, don't yell, is it not just this little thing? The troupe leader likes you so much!"
"Fuck off, all of you, fuck off!"
Zhao Shiyu, clutching her panties and wrapping herself tightly in the blanket, roared furiously.
Crap like this was all too common in the dance troupe, with members being screwed by the leader or kept by rich patrons.
But Zhao Shiyu had always prided herself on staying clean and, besides, she came from money, so she had no interest in these filthy escapades.