Weeks had passed since the night Natasha had experienced her most amazing night of sex with her magical man. She was feeling particularly in need of another session with him, and was longing for his touch. She had been quite stressed out because he had been asked to extent his shows past their original contract, due to his new approach on stage magic. Natasha sadly had to return to her life while he stayed in Vegas. He finally finished with his tour, and was returning to his shop as I entered. He was in the middle of setting up something special just for me when I arrived inside. I greeted him with a warm embrace of passion. As our lounges danced in and out of each other’s mouth, he began by explaining to me, “I have something for you I think you’re going to love.” Intrigued I began to look around the warehouse until my eyes fell on an odd shaped box. It looked like it was made just with me in mind. “Before you ask, yes it was custom made just for you my dear.” Natasha’s curvy form would be locked away inside the strange looking box. “Are there any cut outs for my parts?” I questioned softly. “I was hoping I could use you again to try something different, a new idea I came up with leaving Vegas.” He stated trying to restrain his voice. “You went to a bondage convention, and all you brought me back is this simple cabinet, I was expecting something a little more exciting.” As Natasha approached the cabinet her mind began to wonder what it would do to her. “It may look ordinary, but I promise you it will lead to something magical.” He said, as he looked at her with a growing smile. “Fine.” Without further hesitation, “Show me how you make a box magical.” “That’s all it takes no more to convince you, are you excited or something my dear?” He questioned his lover, “Yes, you idiot I’m excited, I’m also horny as hell, now let get to it!” After that profound statement, I wasted no time stripping down to nothing, standing nude and vulnerable I happily presented myself to him to do whatever his heart desired to her body. After that previous night, I knew he was his Master, and I his willing slave.

Naked, he paced around me watching as his eyes looked over my willingness to please him. He paused, and ran his hand along my body. Traveling his finger up my arm, he quickly crept behind me letting his hand cascade down my back. “That gives me chills when you touch me like that.” I whispered with lust. “Well let’s get you warmed up then shall we.” He opened up the cabinet, as I willingly stood turning my back flat against the wall. It was still a snug fit for my body. He then secured the box around me locking me into my cabinet of curiosity. There was a place for my heads to be seen as he helped bring my dirty blonde hair through the top. It pooled around my neck at the top of the cabinet, as he set the lid in place the lip of the cabined was perfectly level with my chin. Next two small holes on each side of the cabinet produced only my hands. Locking them in place, the only parts of me that were able to be seen from the sides of the cabinet was my head, and hands. As for the remainder of her body it was imprisoned in the cabinet. “Cozy”, he asked with a smirk. “It is very tight in here; I can’t move at all. “Good, now I have a bet for you.” “A bet” I questioned him, “what do you have in mind.” “I bet I can separate your body into the more pieces than you ever imagined.” A look of excitement filled my lusting eyes, “Oh really Master, well you had me in quite a few last time.” I could feel as the butterflies grew in my stomach as I started getting wet trapped inside the cabinet. Wishing my hand was not bound so I could finger my pussy to ease the growing ache. “If memory serves, I sliced you into around 14 pieces last time.” “I was not aware it was that many Master.” “I’m planning on doing even more this time with the help of my new trick, the super slicer your locked in my love.” As the magician finished the statement the cabinet took life, and my body was brought into the air a few feet from the ground. The magical reviled a device below with a flourish. The device looked like an odd shaped saw blade fixed on a horizontal axis powered by a hand crank. Making adjustments, he hooked the device under the cabinet that held my body. “Now that cabinet you’re in is very unique, would you like to see how?” Craning to look as best I could I jumped as I felt a slight drop, then realized both of feet had emerged from the bottom of the cabinet. As my feet came through the side of the, the box itself fell slightly compressing into its self. I could barely make out my freshly painted toes as they dangled outside the cabinet. Once he was finished my exposed parts were lined up with the blade. “You see my dear, last time I was in much more of a hurry to play with you.” “This time, I am going to take my time.” The magician rolled over a large looking table, as well a bucket that was labeled “Spare Parts” in bold lettering. “Ready my sweet?”, as he made his way to the crank on the side of the cutting blade. Without giving me time to answer, he directed his attention to the device, and started to turned the crank. As the wheel that powered the blade started to spin, the blade lined up perfectly with the side of the cabinet, and found its way into the side of my ankle right at the top of my feet. I was overcome with a familiar wave of pleasure, as the blade bit into my body. As the blade reached the end of its journey, I watched as my feet fell completely free from my body. As the blade retracted to its beginning position, the two pieces fell from the cabinet landing in his hands. I then felt the cabinet shift into itself as the next piece of my lower leg was produced. The magician then stood, and started to explain just what he had planned for my body. “Just in case you cannot keep up my sweets, the cabinet you’re in will compress into itself with each drop after each pass of the blade.” “The cabinet feeds out your lovely body to me in about two-inch sections that I then get to cut away.” As he knelt down retrieving his lovers’ feet. He lifted them up, and showed them to me. My freshly pained toes glistened in the stage lights, as my tendons, and bone were on display as he made the perfect cut across my feet. He then proceeded a large feather out of thin air. Proceeding to tickle the bottoms of my feet to assure me that they were really mine. I struggled to fight locked in the cabinet, screaming as he tortured me. Finally satisfied with his fun, he laid my feet on the table together. “Any questions so far my dear?” He asked as he placed a hand on the table looking at my separated feet. “Just one my love, what happens when I am finally in so many pieces?” “Well, I figured I would take the important ones, and build something special.” Confused by his statement, he returned to the crank. As he spun the blade, again it found my flesh, cutting deep into me I rode the flow of pleasure that seemed to work its way up my trapped body. As two more thuds hit the floor. The cabinet dropped again, realizing with each drop I was growing shorter with every cut. He paused to collect the pieces, and moved the bucket under the cabinet throwing in my “Spare parts” that had just fell. He quickly stood, and climbed behind me. With out warning a massive red ball gag was produced, and shoved deep to the back of my mouth. Protesting as best I could, he simply went back to his crank once it was secure in mouth. Revving up the blade, he no longer paused as he cranked away. I off drifted off as the pleasure washed over me as the blade sliced my body, followed by another thud. I closed my eyes, finding all I could do was moaned into my gag in sheer bliss, as with each pass the cabinet changed. Each time the blade passed into my body, I was awarded another orgasm, with each passing thud more pieces of my body fell filling the bucket. With each retraction of the blade there would be a brief pause, and the cabinet would descend down into itself as I shrunk. Orgasm, thud, shrink. Orgasm, thud, shrink. Orgasm, thud, shrink. As he finally came to a stop, I slowly opened my eyes. I could tell I was significantly shorter than I was moments earlier. He rolled the bucket into view allowing me to see the growing number of pieces of my body. “16,” he said with a smile. “Eight passes form the blade so far, and I already have turned you into sixteen total pieces.” “Beating my previous record already from our first time.” Standing triumphantly, he focused on the piece of my body that now hung from below the cabinet. It was my hips, and my vagina.

As I looked from my prison as he stated, “You have already lost about two feet total from your body so far my love.” “The next pieces will take more force to remove, and be harder to separate from your form.” Quickly, setting to work on removing the old blade from the device. He swapped out the original smaller blade for one that was large enough to easily pass through the cabinet, and was razor sharp. Finished with the upgrade, he stood back looking slightly up at me he approached my shrinking bound form. Opening his palm, he passionately began to rub my drenched pussy. “I see you have been enjoying the removal process to far my love.” Rubbing my exposed hole as he spoke. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as his fingers worked their way around my lips, as his thumb found my clit. I could only moan through my gag as I received a massive orgasm, as my juices started to pooled in his hand. Satisfied with toying me, the magician approached the cabinet. Swiftly with a single movement of his hands, he revealed two new openings. As they fell opened, so then did my two large enormous double EE breasts. As they giggled and bounced about as they were exposed. Master then took my globes, and pulled them the remainder of the way out of the cabinet securing them in the two cut out holes for them. He found enjoyment in playing with my nipples another moan escaped my gaged mouth as he loving bit as sucked on the ends of them.

            “You’re such a dirty slut Natasha, and I love pleasuring your body.” Coming down from my high I just received from my pussy and tits. I noticed the sound of the new blade being starting up as it made its journey into my lower pelvis. The blade started bite quickly into my flesh, and I found I was rewarded this time with a different kind of orgasm. One that lasted the entire time, as the blade slowly separated my sex and hips in the roughly two-inch section of piece. As the blade retracted, finished its separation of my sex from my body. Master took the section of my body, and placing it on the table with my feet. “Are you ready to start again my dear.” As my eyes slowly blinked as I strained to opened them from my waves of pleasure, all I could get out was a slight moan, and a feeble attempted to shake my head yes. Replacing the bucket under my body, I was not prepared for the sexual pleasure that was about to be extracted by my lover’s blade. Breathing life into the crank once again, he wasted no time separating my lower torso into the small sections. As I moaned through my gag, I found myself Cumming continuously as each pass from the blade increased the pleasure I was granted. Thud, shrink, thud, shrink, thud shrink, was again all I could hear as my separation process continued by my Master the magician. As the process continued extracting piece after piece of my body, he started to slowed the crank. As I was expecting another fall from inside the cabinet the most fascinating thing happened as I fell. My breasts were separated from my body as the cabinet fell into itself. Granting me an orgasm that erupted through what was left of me locked inside the cabinet. With anticipation of the action, my lover jumped from his seat catching my breasts as they fell from me. I lost all awareness of my surroundings as my pussy squirted as it set fixed on the table from the separation. Locked in my cage all I could do was continuously moan from my gift. At this point he showed no signs of stopping as with the fallowing passes from the blade found the cabinet again. Each pass making my body continue to shrink. This time as the cabinet collapsed it removed my hands that were exposed. Pausing only for a moment, he placed my new parts on the table. His small growing collection of parts consisted of, my pussy, feet, breasts, and hands so now.

During this time, he paused a moment to access what remained of his toy, and to catch his breath. Minus his slaves exposed head, there wasn’t much left of her form that was trapped in the cabinet. It now measured slightly over just a foot tall, and was mainly all that was left of her was upper torso inside. During his break, I finally came back down to Earth as I watched him go to the side of the stage. As he returned, he produced a decent sized blade, and approached the table with my special parts. “Are you still with me my love?” he asked passionately. Nodding exhaustedly, he rolled the table closer for me to watch what happened next. Taking the piece of my body that was the largest from the table, he placed the section that held my hips and sex in the center of it. After a deep cleaning of the table, and my soaked sex. I watch what happened next with lust, and passion in my eyes. Taking the blade in his hand he carefully lined up a cut, as the blade fell so did one of the pieces of my hip that was connected to my sex. My eyes went wide, as I could only watch as he repeated the process on the other side of my body. “One magically becomes three.” “Isn’t that exciting my dear?” Rolling my eyes shaking my head was the only thing I could do, as he picked up the now extra pieces of my body. Turning from the table he simply tossed them in to the bucket. My dripping sex was now the only thing left sitting on the table with the extra pieces.

He was tired, I could tell as he slowly moved into view of what was left of the cabinet, and me. Reaching behind my head, he released the ball gag ball free from my mouth. He lovingly cleaned up the drool, and asked “Are you ready to finish counting your pieces my dear? “Oh yes Master.” “I have been a little preoccupied by the effects, how may pieces have you cut my body into now?” “I am somewhere in the twenties at this point my dear.” “I told you it would be then most you’ve ever been divided into.” “Once we are finished, you should be nicely separated into about thirty total two-inch pieces.” My eyes went wide,” Thirty pieces!” I could not believe what I was hearing. “As we come to our finish, I do have a surprise for you.” “If the countless orgasms could not be enough, what other evil plans could you have in store for me?” Taking my gag, he moved to the table that held what was left of my sex and pieces. Picking up my pussy from the table he took my lips and carefully positioned them on the side of the ball. He then slowly began to press my pussy against the gag. As magical as usual as he kept pressed the two pieces until fused into one. My sex was now one side of the ball gag. Returning to my head, all he said was “Open wide.” Doing as commanded, I opened as wide as I could taking all of my sex deep into my mouth. Tasting myself with my tongue, I quickly lost count of the orgasms I drank in from my new sex ball as he finished securing it again.

I didn’t even notice as he returned to the crank, as he started the blade for the last time. As the process began again, the feelings that hit my body could only be described as electric. As the final pieces of my body were separated, all I could do was cried in my pussy with ecstasy. I used my tongue to work my clit along with the toying the deepest part of my mound I could reach. After only mere moments, I found myself squirting down the back of my own throat! Wasting no time, I quickly drank in my own satisfaction. As I sat there in the glow of my own personal delight, I didn’t even realize the blade had stopped. Opening my eyes, I quickly felt cold sting of the steel blade resting against my neck. Looking up at him, he simply picked up my head from the blade. Moving my head like a trophy to the table with the rest of my parts. Exhausted from his long trip home, and the excessive amount of cranking he had performed. He kissed me on the forehead, and whispered in my ear, “have a magical night my love.” Standing from the table, he walked to the side of the stage to retrieving his coat. Turning toward the door he flipped off the lights, and closed the door behind him. Leaving me totally helpless, and scattered about the workshop in countless pieces and piles. I paid it of little concern, as I eventually drifted off to sleep entertained myself throughout the rest of the evening as I sat a mere head on a table with my sex strapped deep in my mouth thanks to my Master, my lover, the Magician.

                                                                 The End?