That is certainly a rowdy crowd, but one guy in particular is moving closer at a slow pace. Maybe he is nervous, or just shy. Seems like someone more suitable for what I have in mind than most of the lustful spectators all volunteering at the same time, and so I point at ila. "You there. Come join me on this stage."
While waiting for ila, I pull out something that had been tucked into my skirt before the show. I thrust my breasts forward, hands behind my back as if presenting my body for ila, but then I turn slightly to reveal that the object I just pulled out is a pair of handcuffs and now my hands are cuffed behind me. "Oops, I seem to have 'accidentally' cuffed myself, and I'm not even finished with my striptease. Would you mind removing the rest of my clothes for me? Start with my bra, just untie the little knot there."
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