First Date
Based on Jaz212’s “Maig Handsaw,” I kind of took it in a different direction today.
Jacob couldn’t believe how good this date was going. Sure, he’d had to work up the courage to ask Carlie out for a while and was totally shocked when the cute hazel-eyed brunette said yes.
And the date had gone quite well, he thought. They’d gone to dinner, had a couple of drinks, but, although he thought he might be buzzed, he’d wondered about Carlie. Sure, she was small, petite was the word someone used to describe her, so how much would the alcohol affect her?
He didn’t know, but, right then, he didn’t really care. She invited him in and asked him to sit down while she got ready. Was he going to get lucky? He hoped so, but had to stop when Carlie came back in wearing what amounted to a crop top, not doing much to hide her curves, some short shorts and carrying something surprising. She carried an axe and a handsaw, almost as if they were something special.
But he didn’t quite understand how or why she had a wood frame completely encasing her waist, almost as if there was no room for her to get in it. “What are those things for?”
Carlie sat the two hardware items down on the floor, sitting on the edge of the coffee table. It was only a second later when Jacob realized the table was in two parts as Carlie stretched out across the parts, an intense yet vulnerable look in her eye. “We’re going to do a little magic, Jacob.”
She got comfortable as Carlie instructed him to stand up and pick up the handsaw. “Trust me, this is going to be magnificent.”
Jacob stood there, waiting to hear what she had in mind. “I want you to start sawing this frame in two, this way.”
She indicated the line that went straight across her body and he gasped. ‘No, that’d hurt you or worse.”
Carlie smiled at him in a way that made him weak in the knees, the same way any woman’s smile would make him feel. “Don’t worry.”
He sighed, lining up the saw. “If you’re sure.”
Carlie nodded, trembling a little and closing her eyes. “Yes, go ahead.”
Jacob started sawing. It took a second to get the rhythm going before he was cutting through the frame, Carlie watching, looking more and more excited as the saw drew closer to her. Jacob stopped. “I don’t know if I can…”
“KEEP IT UP!” Demanded Carlie. Obediently, Jacob sawed a couple more stroked before feeling the texture under the saw change. He looked at Carlie, realizing he was now cutting into her body, but she gasped in pure pleasure. “Keep going.”
The saw stroked a few more times under Jacob’s hands, and, each time, Carlie’s smile widened and her look went from pleasure to satisfaction as she started moaning louder and louder. Jacob didn’t know what was going on, but he didn’t see any blood, didn’t see any sign that Carlie was in pain at all.
In fact, it seemed almost sexual. So he kept going. He could see where the saw was and knew that he was close to her spine. Watching her feet twitching and kicking, he knew she could still move them, but felt the texture change when he started sawing into her spine.
Carlie yelled, “YES! YES! YES!” as Jacob sawed through her spine, watching her body suddenly tense up as she screamed in pure orgasmic ecstasy. As he finished cutting through her spine, she kept breathing quickly, biting her lip until he knew he’d completely sawn her in half.
“CHOP MY HEAD OFF!”
Without even thinking, Jacob reached down, grabbed the axe and swung the sharp end at Carlie’s neck. He felt it connect and watched as, again, bloodlessly, her head separated from her neck.
Carlie sat there, in pieces, breathing and sighing as if she needed to catch her breath. Jacob only watched, amazed. Carlie laughed a little as her eyes met his. “IF you want, you can pick my head up.”
Obediently he did so, checking, as Carlie’s torso pulled itself apart from her hips. Jacob looked on, fascinated, at this girl in multiple pieces, a girl he’d divided. “I don’t…”
Carlie laughed, and he could see her laughter in her torso but not feel it in her head. “My family comes from a long line of magicians and magician assistants. We can do this for as long as we want.”
Jacob looked in her eyes. “And it feels good?”
Carlie would’ve nodded, but her head and neck were separated. “Oh yes. Only one thing feels better.”
Her face gave him a sly look. “I’ll bet you can guess what that is.”
Without even thinking, Jacob kissed her disembodied head.
And let’s just say that the rest of the date finished exploring what that one thing was with a girl in three pieces.