Sneaking Around Backstage

Maya and Christi had to see. They just had to.  Call it a part of 14 year old curiosity, call it impetus, they just had to see all the stuff.

Their parents dropped them off a couple of hours ago and weren’t due to pick them up until they were called, but Maya and Christi, although complete opposites in terms of appearance, could never resist a little snooping.

The magician they saw looked soooo amazing.  The girls both knew that there were secrets in the props the magician used, but Maya just couldn’t figure them out.  She talked Christi into it. “Oh, c’mon.  It’ll be so much fun.”

Christi huffed something about it not being as much fun as Maya made it out to be.

So, they got backstage, and Maya started to stare at all the equipment back there.  She couldn’t see any trap doors or anything, and….” WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?”

Both girls nearly jumped out of their skin at the imposing figure of the magician.  He glared at both of them, clearly not pleased. “Uh…we just wanted to see.”

The magician grabbed the girls’ wrists, dragging them along. “I could call the cops on you for this, you know.”

Christi begged him not to, so the magician paused, then had a smirk on his face that told the girls he had a thought in his head. “No.  You wanted to see the secret?  I’ll show you the secret.”

He pulled Maya up onto a workbench. “Resist and it’ll be much worse.”

Maya could only whimper and nod.  She’d heard of guys doing things awful to girls her age. “Tie up your shirt.  It’ll get ruined.”

Maya did so, not sure what was up. “Now lay down and don’t move around any.”

Maya followed the instructions, not sure what was going to happen.  The magician pulled out a large handsaw and Maya swallowed a scream.  She’d seen that saw before, seen the illusion where he seemed to saw a young lady in half.

And now he was going to saw her in half.  Why? What good would it do to kill her?

Maya shuddered a moment as the magician gave her a knowing nod. “Good, you know what to do.”

Maya nodded, still shaking. The magician addressed Maya’s waist with the saw as Christi cowered in the back.

As soon as Maya felt it, the magician took a cut into her.  The pain was bad, and Maya whimpered a little, trying not to scream, but not as bad as she thought it would be.  The magician cut into her again and Maya felt the pain, still, but a sensation of pleasure started building in her.  She looked down her body and saw the magician had definitely sawn into her.

There was no blood, and, after a few more strokes of the saw, no pain, just a very good feeling.  After about a minute of sawing, Maya felt the blade leave her back, completely severing her body.  She was laughing as the magician looked at her. “Do you understand now?”

Maya nodded, then had a request. “Can I come apart?”

The magician beckoned Christi forward and they pulled on Maya’s arms and legs, pulling her apart. Maya grinned big, enjoying the sensation. “Okay, what else?”

The magician raised a finger. “Not so fast, trespasser.  I’ll tell you how to put yourself back together, then you must promise never to tell and never to sneak backstage again.”

Both Maya and Christi did so and, a few minutes later, Maya, back in one piece, walked out the door, followed by Christi who had a million questions.  What was it like having the saw inside her body?  What was it like being pulled apart?  What was it like being at the mercy of the magician?

Maya answered as best she could on an unforgettable experience.