I wait for what feels like forever, but also not long enough, before Master returns. He grabs me roughly by the arm, pulling me onto my feet.
"This is your last chance," he tells me, "Better not mess it up."
I can feel myself shaking from nervousness and exhaustion as he drags me along with him to a different room. As we get closer, I can hear a dull roar of a crowd. I curse silently, knowing how Master likes his parties.
He opens the door and I see a crowd of fifteen or so men and women who all look very happy to see me. My face gets red. Even though I've been naked in front of a crowd before, it always affects me.
Master pulls me onto a small, makeshift stage in the middle of the room and attaches my handcuffs to a post above my head, leaving me standing on my toes.
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