Bonnie caught the silent plea in Clay's eyes. She cleared her throat and turned to the director.
"If he keeps stripping, are we even allowed to broadcast this?"
The director didn't respond right away.
She raised an eyebrow. "Or are you not interested in getting paid anymore?"
That finally did the trick. The director looked up and sighed. "Alright. We'll stop here… for now."
The viewers were a little disappointed, but not enough to complain. Most had already saved their screen recordings and were happily looking forward to the next punishment.
And next up was Wade, drag edition.
Wade's resistance was loud and dramatic. "I'd rather die in the streets or jump off a building than wear women's clothes!"
Unfortunately for him, the stylists weren't interested in arguing. Before he could finish his outburst, they had already dragged him into the dressing room.
