Party Tricks
Based loosely on “In Half” in the fave section.
As Carlie pulled up to the house she scanned all the cars that were there. Steve’s car wasn’t, but, she had to admit, that didn’t prove anything. He could’ve just gotten a ride.
She didn’t mind parties, Jess, her best friend, took her to a few, but she was one of those that would be happy just staying in the corner, out of everyone’s sight. And then it happened. Steve found out about Carlie’s little talent.
Ever since then, when Steve showed up, he had something new for her to try it with.
It’s not that she minded. In fact, she loved doing it. It’s just that...well...she always felt on display doing it.
Carlie sighed as she got out of her car and approached the door.
She’d been there about 10 minutes before she spotted Steve. As soon as she saw him, hoping he didn’t see her, she tried to make a run for it. “CARLIE!”
He moved through the partygoers like he was born to do it while Carlie sighed, defeated. It would happen again. “Where are you going girl?”
Carlie turned to face him. “Hey Steve.”
Without any preamble, he went right into it. “I have something new for you to try for these guys.”
That had been how it happened since she first showed off what she could do. He always had something new. “What?”
He pulled out something Carlie hadn’t seen before. Two rings with some kind of wire or cable connecting them. Carlie estimated it to be about 3 feet long. As Carlie touched the cable she could feel the barbs as Steve confirmed. “A cable saw.”
Carlie sighed, knowing what was coming next. She took the saw and moved over to a countertop. She decided that, this time, she’d do it a little differently as she hopped up, sitting on the counter and tying her shirt up.
She’d known she could do it, cut herself in half and cut off her head, for many years now. If she was honest, she’d say that it was a good feeling and she enjoyed the experience very much, but she did regret showing it off that first time. And she knew why Steve kept coming up to her to do it.
As a crowd gathered around, watching eagerly, Carlie looped the saw around her waist. Jess wasn’t there to back her up yet, so she sighed again. As she pulled the cable taut around her, she gasped. She could feel it digging into her flesh a little as she finished looping it, looked at the audience with a little trepidation, and began to pull on the rings.
That initial pain passed quickly as she pulled alternately on the rings, feeling the saw cable pass through her skin. That first rush of intensely good emotions passed through her and she moaned in pleasure. It felt like the combination of chocolate and whip cream as the saw dug deeper into her.
As she continued sawing her waist, she knew what was coming up, the whole reason why Steve kept insisting on her showing off what she could do. She could feel that gentle rub on her backbone from behind, but didn’t apply enough pressure, knowing what they were watching for. She moaned in pure pleasure as she continued to saw through her body, knowing that it would be okay.
She knew she couldn’t hold off any longer. Her backbone was all that was left, and she knew what would happen, the whole reason Steve kept doing this. It always happened the same way.
As she tightened the pressure on the cable a little bit, she felt it go in. As soon as she did, she yelped, moaning loudly, in pure ecstasy. That familiar feeling washed over her in waves as she cut through her spine, and she knew it would happen again as she pulled the cable tight, snapping it completely through her as she orgasmed loudly.
She had to concentrate, keeping herself seated on the counter instead of falling over. As the cable came out of her, she could see it in the audience’s face. It was always the same.
She likened it to pornography, that intense desire to see something sensual go on in front of them. They watched, knowing it was coming and unable to tear their eyes away from it. As she laid the cable down next to her, she smiled at them. “Anyone care to place a drink on me?”
As she said this, she pushed down on the counter, separating her two halves, and moved her top half over to the side. There, as usual, the skin that mysteriously covered her insides grew. It always felt so tender, so light, so sensitive. As soon as someone brought a drink forward, asking permission, she gave it and shivered.
She could never tell where it came from, but it felt like someone had injected pure liquid nitrogen into her middle. She looked over, trying to keep her lower half balanced for it, knowing it was just an icy drink. “Ready for some more?”
They all seemed transfixed by this strange girl in two pieces before she settled her top half down on the counter and retrieved the cable saw, wrapping it around her neck, starting the saw in motion again.