She walks up to the winner

Dana stood up in a trance-like state. She thought she heard Amanda saying something in her ear, but she wasn't paying attention. The spotlight in the distance, indicating her destination, was all she could see. The last item of clothing on her body had a new owner. There was nothing left to do but accept her fate.

She descended from the stage into the audience. A spotlight appeared on her, following her as she slowly made her way to the winner of the auction. There was a palpable sense of anticipation in the room - her dance had definitely achieved her desired effect. Everyone in the audience wanted her. As she walked, she could feel the gaze of every person in the room, their eyes devouring every inch of her body.

Her body was tingling as she tried to imagine the person who had won. She wondered if the they had sensed her desire as she had writhed on the stage. As she arrived at the winner's seat, she was wet and dripping with anticipation.

She closed her eyes as she brought herself to stop right in front of the winner's seat. Her exposed skin was glowing in the light as she stood with her hands on her hips, legs slightly apart. She was quivering with excitement as she finally opened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her.