As the spinning steel touched her, Hitomi gasped deeply and loudly, then exhaled in short, sharp cries as the blade moved up her body, parting her lips. As it rose just a little higher, she let loose a long, loud scream, then gasped raggedly as the teeth bit into her body, kicking her legs up and flailing her arms, struggling not to move too much.
The Magician raised his remote into the air, and the blade slowed to a stop, halfway up the assistant's spine. She lay still on the table, breathing quick and shallow. The Magician turned the whole device on its casters to allow the audience to see the blade had really penetrated her body, nearly up to her rib cage.
"Hitomi, how are you doing?"
"I- I can... only... t-take... so m-much..." she gasped, as she calmed her breathing. Her nipples were hard as buttons against the table. "It kept vibrating- and I'm so sensitive down there after I, well..."
"I understand, Hitomi, my dear- but we can't only do things half way. These people expect a show!"
The Magician flicked the button on the remote, and the blade started spinning up again. Hitomi's face screwed up in exquisite, pleasurable pain, as the teeth bit her deeply, advancing inexorably towards her sternum.
To be continued...