Featuring 
Chardonnay looked out into the audience as a new backdrop lowered behind her and her stage hands rearranged the stage. "You! Perfect!" She stepped down and dragged a dark-haired woman up onto the stage. "What's your name?"
The woman hesitated. "Um, Quinn..."
"Excellent, Quinn! You get to help me show off another one of my curiosities- one of my favorites!" She motioned to the steel device that had been brought out behind her- an iron maiden. Swinging open the doors, she excitedly pushed her reluctant volunteer towards the spiky interior. "Please, Quinn, examine those and let the audience know if they're sharp."
Quinn touched one of the tips, then sucked her finger. "Ouch! They're sharp, all right... Wait- you aren't planning on getting inside that, are you?"
Chardonnay smiled. "Oh, no. I was planning on putting you inside."
"Err..."
"Don't worry!" Chardonnay stage whispered, "It's a magic trick!"
"Okay, then..."
"Oh, but you might want to take off that fancy corset, just in case. It would be a shame if it got all poked full of holes."
Quinn scowled. "It would be a shame if I got all poked full of holes!" Regardless, she unfastened the garment, and let it slip off, covering her ample breasts with her arm as she handed it to the magicienne.
(To be continued...)