Option 2: Wear a vibrating buttplug

"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, lifting up your babydoll. 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 in your panties. 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 lowering your skirt.

"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, a cool breath of air hits you and you're made fully aware of how naked and **** you are. You freeze up entirely for a moment, a thousand eyes staring at you. 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!"

Finally, you move forward, one step at a time, as you see the flashes of cameras, grabbing you in your moment of vulnerability. Despite the strong urge to cover yourself up with your arms to hide your form, you don't, and hold your arms by your side. You're well aware that they're staring through the blouse, seeing your perk, erect nipples that so easily poke through the thin material, seeing your slutty little ass sway beneath the pink material and seeing your nestle of pubes leading down to what they can only assume if your pussy, but is secretly your tucked away cock.

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. You try to ignore them, taking tiny little steps as you **** your skirt down. However, you can see and hear from the crowd that you're not doing a good job. With every step, another segment of the crowd glances at your panties, snickering and laughing. The eyes staring at your cleavage is nothing close to as embarrassing at this.

"I can see straight through her dress! It's like she's not wearing anything at all!"

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

"God, I'd love to pull on those nipples and make the little whore moan!"

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 into your panties. 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.