She loses everything

Backstage, Dana took quick stock of her clothing. She still had her top, her now-shortened skirt and shorts. The ornate chain was still decorating her midriff.

She felt good about her odds. Even if she lost her skirt and top, she could use her hands to cover her boobs and finish the performance. The final item in question was a large piece of ancient silk with beautiful embroidery, almost as tall as her and about three times as wide. Worst case scenario, she could hide behind it once her dance was done, shielding herself from the audience and waiting there until the curtains fell down.

She felt confident about this. As she was called upon again by the announcer, she took a deep breath and entered the stage.

She began her routine and immediately felt a gust of air in her privates. Her eyes widened as she realized her shorts were already gone. She had fight off a wave of panic - this was way faster than anything that had happened before!

I'm going to be naked in front of all these people, she thought. This mixture of embarrassment and anticipation coupled with her sensuous movements was a dangerous cocktail of emotions. She felt her mental barriers crumble. Her mind was tired of resisting, and she had **** but to give in to her body and lose herself in her dance.

She felt the hemline of her skirt creep up until it was halfway up her ass, barely covering her pussy.
She continued to dance.

She felt the upper straps of her top fade away, until only a thin strap of clothing, straining against her breasts.
She continued to dance.

She finished her dance to rapturous applause. Right as she bowed in acceptance, the final two strips of cloth preserving her modesty vanished. Thankfully, she had the presence of mind to finish her performance right next to the large display, and quickly stepped behind it. She hoped that nobody saw much in the split second she took to move behind the silk.

The applause took a while to die down, and as the bidding began, Dana was dripping wet with excitement. All the dancing had got her adrenaline pumping, the applause had given her a welcome confidence boost, and now she stood completely naked behind a thin sheet of fabric that shielded her from potentially hundreds of people.

She began massaging the folds of her flesh. As the bidding amount went higher and higher, she imagined that the people in the room were bidding for her instead. Who would get to keep her? Would they fuck her right on stage? She imagined being the naked servant of her master, sworn to fulfill their every need. She freely moaned in pleasure, knowing the audience was too loud to hear her. She didn't care if Amanda could hear her or not - in fact, she hoped she could.

She had lost all abandon as she was lying down on the stage floor, stroking herself vigorously as an orgasm hit her hard. She still wanted more, and was about to go for round two when she heard the announcer.

"Aaaand SOLD! That concludes our proceedings, thank you for joining us today." Dana sighed in exasperation. She wouldn't have minded having an extra five minutes. She started to get up from her position on the ground.

"Except, there is one more thing. Ladies and gentlemen, I'm told we have a treasure up for auction today that's more valuable than everything that came before." Dana did a double take. She wasn't aware of this. From the chatter in her earpiece, it didn't seem like Amanda knew about it either.

"My lovely assistant, please step out from behind the barrier."