Take It Easy On Reinna And Just Have Some Rough Sex.

You look into Reinna's quivering eyes and fold. This girl had no idea what she was signing up for. But she is insisting on helping, so you might as well go for it. You stop a speeding rack of clothes and check through it. You're going to have to "wow" the crowd with raw sex appeal if crazy fetish stuff is off the table. You find a series of black latex straps that all seem to form one article of clothing and toss it to Reinna. She almost drops it and looks at the garment dubiously.

"What's this even supposed to be?" she asks.

"Just put it on," you tell her as you search another rack for your own outfit.

Reinna looks around and asks, "Where am I supposed to get changed?"

You hold your arms out wide and silently implore her to look again. Her eyes move across the room and widen when she realizes that everyone is getting naked and redressing out in the open. In fact, two eager contestants are making out furiously against a wall not far from you.

You give her a smile and say, "Everyone's too caught up in their own preparations to notice you. If you do it fast."

Reinna takes a deep breath and strips like her clothes are on fire. You glance out of the corner of your eye and spot a nice set of purple lace underwear that's quickly thrown to the floor. She starts putting her arms and legs through the more obvious parts of the outfit and wrestling with the rest. You return to your search and pick through a few likely contenders. You figure your "unique" physicality might actually score points with this crowd so you find a big red leather coat, almost like a ringmaster's, which flares out from the center, leaving your crotch fully exposed. You wear nothing else but heeled boots below the belt but with only a single center button clipped on the coat you wear a black corset underneath, your already large breasts ballooning to twice their size in the tight latex. You look back at Reinna, who stares back at you, and finally see what her outfit was all about. The straps have all moved to coil around her body, no doubt using smart fibers to hug her skin perfectly. She's basically wearing a black bikini but with crisscrossing strips that form patterns across her skin to draw your eyes to her hips, groin, and cleavage.

You nod and say, "Looks good on you."

She giggles awkwardly and says, "Yeah, you also, too."

Your clothes are gathered by someone wearing an earpiece who asks for your number. You tell her it's thirteen and she makes a note of it on a handheld device before walking off somewhere.

"So... What's the plan, oh master?" Reinna asks.

You shrug and say, "We'll go out there, have a good time, and hope for the best."

She sighs and nods, "I think I can handle that."

You aren't allowed to watch the other competitors perform but you can hear the cheers and jeers of the crowd as they each go out and return. There's more booing than clapping going on. Hopefully your combined beauty and uniqueness will be enough to win them over.

"Number thirteen!" shouts a worker. "You're on!"

You hold Reinna's hand and she squeezes the life out of yours. You have to drag her out past the curtain but she doesn't fight against it. As you step onto the walkway you hear dozens of conflicting conversations, laughter, and the shuffling sounds of glasses on tables. The stage is illuminated while the rest of the theater has been dimmed but it still seems to you, as you gaze out into the dark, that the room is much more packed than it was before. Whistles and cat calls begin to erupt from the crowd and you take this as a good sign. You take a quick moment to steel your nerves and then cock you hip in a pose.

"Give them a twirl, girl. Let them see your pretty new outfit." You gesture at Reinna and speak loud enough for the whole crowd to hear you.

This gets several claps and whistles and Reinna blushes furiously. But she also laughs and does a slow twirl, working her hips and running her hands along her thighs and chest. Watching her gets you hard and a few of the women call out to you specifically as your rod stiffens and rises.

"Now that's what I like to see!"

"Oh, Ma'am, I likey!"

You turn to Reinna and put your hands on her shoulders, guiding her briskly to her knees. Face to face with your cock she gives a coy gasp, fingertips pressed to her lips in faux shock, before grinning and gripping you. She licks the head of your dick and starts to slowly work her way down your length.

"Fuck her throat!"

"Make her ****!"

A few people in the crowd boo or laugh at your display. You grab the back of Reinna's head and **** your cock down her throat. She coughs a little and looks up at you with wide eyes. The crowd starts to cheer again.

"Hang on," you whisper.

You start fucking her mouth, fists clutching her hair. She gurgles and sputters but doesn't seem to cough anymore, adjusting quickly to your girth. But the mood of the crowd quickly shifts once again and you feel the need to flip the script again. You pull her away from you with a popping sound and a line of saliva connecting the two of you, Reinna gasping as she gets a lungful of air. You spin her around and she yelps as you toss her to the stage. You raise her rump as she looks back at you, breathing heavily, pupils huge in her eyes. You press two fingers against the crotch of her smart fiber bikini and draw a line. The material parts and reveals her slit, wet and open. You don't waste a second and plunge in all at once. Reinna howls towards the crowd who cheer once again as you grab hold of the straps at her hips and use the leverage to savage her pussy.

"Oh fuck!" she shouts. "Oh stars! So rough! So deep!"

She continues to pant and moan and you can't help but smile. But apparently this isn't what the audience had in mind. Even as you both reach climax the claps are outweighed by boos. You both quickly stand up and make your way backstage, Reinna almost tripping as she fumbles with her clothes to make them whole again.

"Well that was a bust," you sigh once you escape the crowd and the next acts goes out.

"I'm sorry," Reinna pouts. "I should have done more."

You put a hand on her head and say, "We failed together. Besides, I was the domme. I'm supposed to be in charge. And admit it, it was at least a little bit fun."

You wink and she blushes and looks away.

"What will you do now?" she asks as you return the borrowed clothes and get back into your own.

You sigh, "Not much left to do but start snooping around myself. Her workers and patrons will get suspicious if I start asking questions about the owner right after failing to get a meeting with her. I'll come back tonight and get the drive."

Reinna purses her lips into a thin line then stands up in her toes and kisses your cheek.

"Good luck."

She leads you back towards her home so you can start making plans for breaking into the Lace Place.