Velvet darkness, a single spotlight—cuck gone wrong is pure burlesque seduction. She starts in a silk robe, letting it fall in torturous increments throughout cuck gone wrong. Pasties and a thong are all that remain when she finally straddles a chair backward in cuck gone wrong. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, every roll of her hips is choreography in cuck gone wrong. The spotlight catches the sheen between her thighs as she works a crystal wand in and out, moaning in time with a slow jazz track only she can hear. When she comes in cuck gone wrong, it’s with theatrical flair—back arched impossibly, one hand flinging glitter that sparkles mid-air. cuck gone wrong ends with a wink: show’s over, but the ache lingers.