Anna tried to exercise mind over muscle. If only she could wait until the show was over and Joey could come backstage, fuck her, and put her out of her misery. But this image made things even worse, as she imagined his skinny body hovering over hers, sliding his smooth, long cock between her legs the way he had this morning. Her wetness seeped through her panties and ran down her legs threatening to stain the $60,000 showpiece dress. Her tits rose and sank as her breathing became shallow, the exposed breast visibly quivering.

This dress, this moment, was the highlight of Alessandro's latest collection. Anna had to hold her pose for ten whole seconds while lights flashed, music played, and the crowd applauded the designer. She was now teetering on the edge of the runway, face-to-face with Joey. When she finally dared to meet his eyes, she saw him mouth the words, "Come! Come, you little slut," and with that, he twisted the handset in his hand and turned the vibrations up to an intensity so fast and strong that Anna was sure it would drown out the music. Short of ripping the underwear off-which was not very practical-there was nothing she could do. She felt the familiar pre-orgasmic rush start to creep across her chest. Would the cameras pick it up? As she tensed her body, preparing it for the massive release of tension, she reflected that since she was going to come so hard, it was almost a shame she wouldn't have Joey's dick inside her; she'd squeeze it so tight, so tight. It was too late.

The music soared, and Anna tried to strike her pose but failed. She abandoned herself to the waves that washed over her, aware that her face would be contorting and her arms and legs shaking with sheer physical pleasure. She let her eyes close because if this was professional suicide, she didn't want to see it happening. As she heard the first gasps from the audience, she was aware of a presence at her side. Joey. He had leaped up onto the runway to kiss her, shielding her bucking body from the cameras and sliding his tongue subtly in and out of her mouth, muffling her cries.