After being enslaved and sold along with her sister, Erin ended up being trained as a dancer for one of her new owner's clubs. After only a few weeks, she was already performing well enough to end up on stage. The stage in question was a fully enclosed by glass and was practically a one-way mirror; the audience could see her clearly, but she was only able to see her own naked reflection. By this point, she had become accustomed to being naked; she had only worn a collar, gag, and sometimes heels since her abduction, and her owner had seen no reason to change that.

"Sorry Allie; just gotta pop this fitting back in and re-secure the strap. You know you don't have to stay naked while I fix it, right?"

"But master has not allowed me another outfit."

Erin rolled her eyes and smiled.

"The scene hasn't started yet."

"Are you complaining?"