Third Date

Carlie knew she might get in trouble.  She was sure of it if her dad ever found out, but she liked the idea of sneaking around without him knowing.

Besides, she was 22 now, not a kid anymore.  And she did learn money management from him and had a bit of savings if he did decide to cut her off.

But, still, the past week, she’d had so much fun with Jonathan.  Her dad was his manager, and promoted all his shows, but she’d always thought he was fascinating.

Then he admitted he had a crush on her.

Jonathan, she thought, was an illusionist.  First time they actually saw each other she kept talking, but he was just quiet.  Second time, she actually found out he wasn’t an illusionist but an actual magician, using real magic, when he cut her foot off and let her see it.

But, tonight, as she finished getting ready, he said he had something special planned, something never before seen or done.  The idea thrilled her.

She looked down at her foot, attached in the normal manner, and had to wonder what he had in mind.

He got there about ten minutes later so, of course, she made him wait.  He said it was okay, because he really wasn’t planning on taking her anywhere.  That brought her out of the bedroom a little stunned.  He said that it was something special, but what was it he had in mind?

He stood there, smiling that gorgeous smile of his, holding something Carlie had only ever seen on survivalist shows, a long, thin piece between two rings, a cable saw.  Carlie could feel her eyes light up. “Is that what I think it is?”

Jonathan nodded ruefully, and Carlie almost reached for it.  The edges looked sharp. “You mean you’re going to….”

Jonathan completed the thought. “...saw you in half?  That’s the idea.”

Carlie was almost jumping.  She’d seen him saw his assistants in half, and they always seemed excited, almost eager.  She never asked them why, but she wanted to know.  She moved over to start to clean off the table, but he stopped her. “We’re going to do it a little different.  But, first, tie your shirt up.”

As Carlie did that, Jonathan maneuvered her to the middle of the room next to the table.  A moment later, he wrapped the cable saw around her and Carlie felt her heart jump a little bit.  Was it the thrill of what was going to happen or was it being this close to him?

As she steadied her breathing, Jonathan looked in her eyes. “Ready?”

A part of her screamed NO, but, even though she was still a little nervous, she nodded.

The saw bit into her waist and Carlie almost yipped in pain.  Jonathan pulled on alternating rings, and the pain diminished as she felt it dig into her.  She felt where it had been, but, as expected, no blood.  It was working.

He kept the motion up as Carlie felt a new sensation rising up, the sensation of the most wonderful warm shower.  He kept pulling the saw into her, and the sensation changed to decadent chocolate as she heard someone moaning in pleasure.  A moment later she realized it was her.

Carlie rubbed a finger along the seam in her body now, feeling the separation.  It was so surreal, so unexpected, yet so wonderful.  She moaned again as the sensation became more sexual in nature.  It took her a moment to realize where Jonathan had the saw now, around her spine. “Now this one may get really intense.”

Carlie smiled. “I’m ready.”

As he cut into her spine, she felt it building up rapidly, felt the wonderful agony as it came out in a scream of pure pleasure, calling out how positive she felt as she rode that wave of the orgasm.

She had to grab Jonathan’s shoulders as she suddenly felt herself topple.  Or, rather, just part of herself.  As he grabbed her top half steadily, she knew she’d been pulled apart.  The sensation was eerie, but fantastic.

Jonathan put her down on the table as Carlie looked up.  He placed her on the cut end so that she could see her hips and legs.  Curiously, she reached out, touching where the cable saw had been mere moments before on top of her hips.  It felt so tender, so fresh, but she knew what it was. “Skin?”

He nodded, then sat down beside her top half. “I thought it would be something special, something we could say was only ours.”

She kept rubbing that newly grown skin for a moment. “Can I ask something that might sound a little strange?”

He shrugged, so she went on. “Can I be in your show?”

He looked at her. “But your dad….”

She grinned ruefully. “Call it a bit of rebellion, but, if we don’t let him know we’re seeing each other, he’ll think it’s just curiosity.  Now for something else.”

Carlie picked up the cable saw again, smiling as she wrapped it around her neck. “And, after you’re done with this, we can go on to what I want to do.”