Option 2: Wear a vibrating butt plug

"I'll... wear the vibrator," you say nervously. "At least then the pleasure will be for me."

"Good. So obedient, so submissive... so pathetic," Saoirse grins. "God, I'm sure I'm falling in love with you, you're my prettiest thing."

You blush hard at the sound of that, your fears and nerves of going out on stage vanishing. You just want to impress her, to show her how weak you are beneath her.

"Now, come here, where you can't be seen," she smiles.

You follow her over to the side, where she immediately shoves you over. The latex seems designed with this in mind, and a small zip allows Saoirse to open it up, giving her access to your asshole. You look around, but thankfully no one else can see. Saoirse grabs her two fingers, pressing them up to your asshole and pushing gently against it. You moan gently in response, as she leans forward and spits directly onto your asshole, massaging the saliva against your asshole as she pushes in. Slowly, her fingers massage in and out of your asshole, causing you to moan gently, your cock hardening. Saoirse pulls a small, hot pink vibrator out of her pocket, inserting it into your asshole with a short push. You moan in response as a short push fills you, before Saoirse zips you up again.

"You're done here, my little slut. Head to the stage."

You nod, heading to the stage. A cute blonde with a headset stands by the curtain, coordinating the fashion models as they head up and down. She waves for you to stop for a moment as the last model comes through, before they nod at you, and you're left to step forward.

Stepping onto the stage, you realize how trapped you are, emphasized by the restrictiveness of your outfit. You have to walk out, in front of ALL of them, looking like a complete and utter whore. You freeze up entirely for a moment, a thousand eyes staring at you. It's only the fact that they can't see your face that stops you from running. Somewhere, you hear Kerri and Ashley's voice urging you to move, and you realize how long you've been standing there.

"Go! Walk, Jacqueline!"

Suddenly, the butt plug begins vibrating. Slowly at first, it gently speeds up and begins to make you spasm with pleasure every few moments. Finally, you move forward, one step at a time, as you see the flashes of cameras, grabbing you in your moment of vulnerability. Thank god they can't see your face. You struggle to breathe under the latex, but keep walking to the snickering and laughing of the crowd, eyes staring at your tight, latex-covered ass and your sexy cleavage.

"She looks like she should be tied up and gangbanged!"

"Who is that whore? I don't recognize her!"

"Is this a fashion show for fetish gear now!?"

You try ignore them, stepping one foot at a time. Left, right, left, right, left, right. However, a burst of vibrations run through you, causing you to moan as your G-Spot is pleasured. You moan softly, trying to hide it from the audience that stares at you, as you continue to walk. Your penis, still soft and flaccid, is filled with pleasure, your ass ready to fire your spunk directly into the latex. A fear runs through you, as you're made well aware that you're there, trembling with pleasure as you step forward, well aware that anyone and everyone here can see you fumble as waves of pleasure hit you.