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"Sleep!" said Amanda.

McKenzie's chin dropped to her chest, and her eyes closed.

Amanda walked over and started to stroke McKenzie's hair. "Ladies and gentlemen," she said, "I have been criticized for having a boring, predictable show. Now, my lovely assistant here can be quite the prude and would be totally embarrassed if she knew she was flashing so much naughty flesh."

The crowd snickered and some laughed out loud.

"McKenzie," said Amanda, "When you start to twerk, you will not only be able to stop, but you will have no idea why you are doing it, but you know I have nothing to do with it. Wake!"

McKenzie blinked a few times. She beamed a smile at the audience.

"So, McKenzie," said Amanda, "What do you think of girls who waggle and shake their butts in videos?"

"Just starved for the wrong type of attention," said McKenzie, "They have no self respect if you ask me."

Amanda stepped back. "Yeah, it's so slutty when they...twerk!"

McKenzie turned around and bent over. She parted the coattails of her tux jacket and started to shake and waggle her ass. "Oh my god!" She said.

The crowd went wild.

"McKenzie!" said Amanda, "What are you doing?"

"I don't know!" said a red-faced and panicky McKenzie. I can't stop!"

"McKenzie, you're acting like a slut!" Said Amanda, "Stop that!"

"I can't!" said McKenzie. She kept twerking. She was starting to sweat. She closed her eyes and shut them tight as if trying to wish this away, but she kept on making a fool of herself.

The crowd kept cheering and hollering as they took photos and videos of McKenzie's act of shame and sexiness.

After a few minutes, Amanda put McKenzie to sleep.

McKenzie froze, bent over with her butt still on display.

"McKenzie, when I saw awake, you will stand up straight and face the audience while still realizing you are naked from the waist down but not be able to leave the stage. When I say, 'Let's hear it for McKenzie,' you will put your hands behind your head and be able to move them. When the audience starts to cheer, you will start to orgasm, and the orgasm will continue as long as the crowd cheers, and the louder and more boisterous their applause and cheers, the more intense your orgasm will be. Finally, you will have no idea why this is happening and hold me blameless....Awake!"

McKenzie blinked then stood up straight and turned around. She gasped and clasped her hands over her crotch.

"Let's hear it for McKenzie!" said Amanda.

McKenzie's hands went to the back of her head. The crowd started to clap and cheer, and McKenzie started to orgasm. "Oh god!" she said in a heavy whisper.

The crowd applauded and cheered with more gusto.

"Oh god!" said McKenzie. She tried to move her hands but could not. She panted, and started sweating more profusely. "Oohhhh!"

"McKenzie!" said Amanda, "What's going on?"

"Ohhh god!" Said McKenzie, "I don't.....oooohhh, knowwww!"

The crowd kept trying to outdo itself getting louder and louder, and McKenzie's constant orgasm grew more and more intense.

Amanda watched with pleasure. She wondered how long to keep this up. She had to admit to herself she was thoroughly enjoying watching McKenzie lose control like this in front of a crowd of strangers and grow more and more embarrassed and humiliated.