Yes

Antoinette tried to head back into the dressing room but was stopped by Becky. "Look, you know that carnival game where people shoot water pistols into clown mouths to fill balloons?"

Antoinette nodded.

"Well, we have something like that, but with you, we **** your mouth open with mouth spreader and clients pay to shoot...bodily fluids in your mouth. It's that, or you put on a show."

Antoinette was horrified by the idea of having those clown-fetish loser shooting semen and piss in her mouth, so she headed back on stage. She tried not to make eye contact and focused on the stage and the wall above the heads of the cheering crowd. She sashayed down the stage and gyrated. She ran her hands down her hips and rubbed some of the "bikini" off as the crowd cheered. She had never felt so degraded in her life, not even when she passed out on a toilet at a frat party.

She made it to where the bucket was, and water, icy cold water, splashed down on her, making her nipples erect. The crowd went wild.