Give Vince a lapdance

Dana stood completely nude in the middle of a small crowd. For a few minutes, she was overwhelmed by the noise of the crowd around her, and all she could think of were various scenarios in which her rival humiliated her. Her hairs were standing up all over her body, and she hoped nobody in the crowd noticed how aroused she was.

As she waited to hear his command, she saw Vince fumbling around in his backpack - now stuffed with her clothes - as he seemed like he was trying to find something. He seemed strangely nervous for someone who had a naked girl at his command. After an agonizing few minutes, she saw him pull out some items and throw them at her feet.

"I want you to give me a lap dance - dressed in these." , he finally blurted out. Dana could swear his cheeks were red as he said it. He went and brought a chair, setting it down next to the table where their match had taken place.

Dana looked down to see the items lying at her feet - a leather belt with a gun holster, a pair of handcuffs and a fake police cap. So that's it, she thought. I'm going to act out one of his fantasies for him.

She picked up the items and put them on. The fake leather of the belt felt strange against her naked waist, and she dangled the handcuffs from the belt on the other side. The cuffs felt very heavy - they were definitely made of real metal. She didn't want to know why Vince had them. The cap completed her ensemble as she looked like she had stepped off the set of a low budget porn flick. A part of her definitely wouldn't have minded getting used like she was on one of those sets right about now.

Great, she thought, now I look like a stripper in front of my colleagues at work. She noticed Vince looking at her, eyes wide like a puppy who had just gotten the biggest treat ever. He couldn't believe his luck.

Well, if I have to do this, might as well own it, thought Dana. She began walking a seductive walk to where Vince was sitting. She spread his legs wide and bent down, slowly bringing her body up in between them. Her breasts came into contact with Vince's thighs for a brief moment, and Dana saw Vince close his eyes and gasp. He was ready to explode!

By now, Dana was sure that this must be Vince's fantasy. She corrected herself - she was sure that it was her doing this that was his fantasy. She looked around her and yep, there were cameras everywhere. What was happening was being recorded at multiple angles in high definition. This gave her an idea - a very risky idea, but better than nothing.

She let go of all her inhibitions and began carefully teasing Vince. She turned around and bent over, making sure Vince saw her dripping wet pussy. She rotated in a slow, rhythmic motion before sitting on Vince's lap and straddling him. Even as her body reacted to her feelings of embarrassment, she could sense that Vince was just as overwhelmed as her - albeit in a different way. He had not imagined this would happen in a million years.

"You've finally beaten me", she whispered to him as she danced. To the onlookers, it wasn't noticeable as she made sure to disguise it with the movements of her dance. "But you want more, don't you?"

She saw his penis practically spring out of his trousers as his eyes went wider. She had him in the palm of her hand, and she knew it. Quietly, she whispered, "If you give me my clothes back, we can continue this dance in the private lounge upstairs."

"Okay", she heard his reply. He was practically gasping for breath, unable to believe his good fortune. She finished her dance with a flourish, bowing to everyone as Vince handed her clothes back. As she put them back on, she saw him go upstairs out of the corner of her eye. It was time for plan B.