Lethal Experiences - Daedalus Pink

Cassandra took the pink key from the box at the top of stairs and walked to the door bearing the pink plate. Inside was an ordinary hotel room with a private bathroom and a double bed. If the introduction they had received less than five minutes ago was to be believed, this room would serve her as a space to change into whatever costume the venue was supplying for the festivities to come.

A look round revealed an envelope containing instructions. The short version was that Cassandra was to undress completely and follow some directions to get to the dinner theatre, which the instructions implied was several levels below. She had the option of wearing one of the several gowns in the wardrobe. She stripped off and put the clothes she had arrived wearing in the place the instructions specified, then took a look in the wardrobe. The gowns on offer were of various lengths and thicknesses, but were all open-fronted with no sash or buttons to keep them closed. Cassandra picked the sheerest long wrap and shrugged onto her shoulders and left for the dining area with instructions in hand, in the hope of not needing to ask for directions.

When she arrived a younger man, who introduced himself as Dean, was already sitting, in a similar state of near-undress. When he stood to acknowledge Cassandra's entry into the area where the dining table and two chairs had been set up, it was evident that he liked how she looked.

Shortly a waitress, who asked to be called Jenny, arrived with a drink that Dean had ordered before Cassandra had arrived. She was wearing a short black skirt that was nearly horizontal due to the frilly petticoats underneath. Above the waist band she wore a pair of pasties covering her nipples and nothing more.

Jenny took Cassandra's drinks order and assured the thrown-together couple that their pre-ordered meals would be with them shortly.

While they waited for the meal arrive, Cassandra performed oral sex on Dean, to ensure that he was comfortable and attentive during the meal.

Throughout their meal, attended by Jenny, Dean and Cassandra talked about some of their more interesting sexual encounters and complimented each other on their unconcealed figures.

Shortly after dessert arrived, the show began. They watched one of the other women get trapped in a tank of water before being wheeled away still underwater.

Cassandra and Dean were then called forward.

"Welcome to Cassandra's Lethal experience! Do either of you have a guess what it might be?"

"We're basically clueless," stated Dean. Cassandra nodded her agreement with Dean's assessment.

"That's ok, we can't expect everyone to pick up on the clues."

"So what are you going to do to Cassandra?" asked Dean.

"We plan to crush her flat, but first we need to get you in the mood with a little demonstration."

"I don't think I'll ever be in the mood to be crushed flat," opined Cassandra.

"Once it is done, I think you'll enjoy it, but first, as I said, a quick demonstration."

The couple's attention was drawn to a quiet rumble. Jenny pushed a piece of equipment into the centre of the area. "This is the equipment that we shall be crushing you flat in, but we shall first demonstrate on Jenny."

The audience's first impression of the equipment was a table with the frame of a box on the top and a couple of bits on a shelf underneath. Centrally in the box was a wall dividing the long dimension of the box in half and at one end of the table was a wheel with a handle. The magician directed Dean to go to the wheel and turn it anti-clockwise; this caused the wall to move steadily to one end of the box's frame.

Jenny smiled as she climbed onto the table and arranged herself in a reclining position within the frame, leaning a shoulder against the recently moved wall. The magician retrieved one of the items from the shelf below and showed it to be a plain sheet of wood, before slotting it into the frame an inch or so beyond Jenny's feet, at the opposite end to the moveable wall.

"Dean, how far do you think you could turn the handle?"

"Not very far," replied Dean. "I would not want to harm Jenny; she was such an attentive waitress."

"In a minute I'm going to ask you to turn the handle and stop when you feel some resistance. But first we need to put the rest of the walls on the box." The magician organised Cassandra and Dean to lift onto the frame a pair of doors each with holes in it and then supplied wing nuts to hold it down while Jenny put her hands up through the holes. Cassandra was instructed to hold both hands and Dean was dispatched to the handle end of the table. The magician located the end of a roller blind inside the foot end of the frame and drew it across the back to hook it to the inside of the moveable wall. The final, audience facing side was also a roller blind and soon drawn into place.

"Cassandra, don't let go until I tell you and Dean turn the handle clockwise until you feel some resistance."

Cassandra's hold on Jenny's hands was somewhat tentative, until Jenny squeezed tightly with her hands. Dean began to turn the handle, cautiously at first being prepared to stop at a moment's notice. What the audience and Cassandra could see was that the wall moving towards the other end and the roller blind sides of the box shrinking with it.

Dean was also relieved to feel some resistance, by which time the moving wall was very close to the holes through which Jenny's hands showed, about halfway down the box.

The magician asked Cassandra to let go of Jenny's hands, then called to asked if Jenny was alright, getting a thumbs up sign. With this evidence that Jenny was happy with her situation, the magician tucked Jenny's hands down through the holes and then told Dean to carry on turning the handle.

After an experimental fraction of a turn, to check that the resistance he had felt before was no longer there, Dean turned the handle he soon encountered more resistance and was told to stop, when he discovered that the resistance he had met was the end of box.

With Dean's help the magician turned the end of the box towards the audience at their dining tables in separate alcoves, then he pulled up the board that had been inserted at the beginning. From between the moveable wall and the board fell something that resembled a piece of folded card. The magician picked up the item and raised it to show the onlookers. It unfolded to become a flattened picture of a woman, bearing a great similarity to Jenny. The magician mimed having a mischievous thought, then peeled the skirt from the figure's hips and the pasties from her breasts, before folding her back up and carefully returning her to the narrow gap between the moveable wall and the board, which he also replaced.

Dean was sent to the back of the apparatus to turn the handle anti-clockwise until it stopped. The lid of the box burst open and Jenny stood up, but quickly sat back down in the box when she noticed that her skirt and pasties were not where they had started.

The magician turned the box sideways and pulled out the board. He picked up the other item from under the table and slid it into the place where the board had been; replacing the flat board with another that had a pair of rollers on.

"Cassandra, there are two things you need to do before you get in the box, the first is discard that wrap you're wearing and secondly wear this mask."

The magician waited for Cassandra to shrug the gown from her shoulders before handing over the mask in question. She looked it over; a pink vinyl mask with a wide-eyed expression and a wide mouth. At a couple of places there were wide bands of elastic material, seemingly designed to hold the mask in place on the wearers face.

"Isn't Jenny going to need to get out of the box before I get in?" Cassandra queried.

"Normally, I'd say yes. But on this occasion I think we've proven that there is enough room in there and she can help you arrange yourself properly for what is to follow. So, pop your mask on and get in!"

Cassandra put on the mask and was glad that she could see and breathe, but the opening of the mouth tucked into her lips, so that she found she could not speak.

With some help from Dean, Cassandra stepped up on to the table and into the box, where Jenny was waiting for her with her back to the audience. Jenny took the lead in folding them both into the box until the magician was able to close the lid.

"Alright, I want you both to put a hand out through the holes in the lid and then let me know when you're ready."

After a short while and some movement that showed through the roller blind sides of the box, two hands emerged from the top of the box, Jenny's hand gave a thumbs up, while the magician snapped a set of handcuffs about the two wrists. He then checked something and asked Dean to turn the handle back and forth until the roller attachment dropped the final half inch into place.

Satisfied the magician told Dean to turn the handle clockwise until he met resistance. It became clear to the audience that Dean turning the handle was not only moving the wall, but also turning the rollers, through which soon emerged a pair of flat pink shapes. These shapes soon resolved into a pair of feet and were soon followed by legs, until a pair of flattened hips emerged from between the rollers displaying Cassandra's pubic topiary, a lightning bolt of dark hair.

At this point Dean stopped turning, because the wall had met the forearms that extended from the top of the compacted box.

The magician took the time to enquire how the occupants packed into half the box were doing. Jenny repeated her thumbs up gesture; Cassandra was heard to say that she had some weird feelings in her lower half, but that they were not unpleasant. The magician released the hand cuffs and fed the hands into the cramped space within the half compressed box.

In response to further instructions, Dean completed the compression of the box to its minimal dimensions, at which point the flattened image of Cassandra finished emerging form between the rollers. While the magician displayed the image of a flattened and masked Cassandra, Dean was told to turn the handle again. The magician took the chance to feed the pasties and skirt that he had peel from the waitress' image, back through the rollers.

When the moveable wall reached the maximum box size, the roller-blinds released showing a re-dressed Jenny smiling while she reclined inside the frame. There was no sign of Cassandra in the box with her.

After the audience applauded, Jenny rolled out from inside the box and darted into the backstage area, to return seconds later with a small electrical compressor. Jenny wheeled away the table, while  the magician connected the nozzle of the compressor the the flattened image of Cassandra, which he had handed over to Dean. The pump soon inflated the flat pink shaped into a three dimensional one, that resembled a love doll with some minor customisation to be a Cassandra Love Doll; with spread legs and arms wide and jutting forward.

"At the moment this is not particularly impressive," announced the magician, "Most magicians can, with a bit of notice and some cooperation from the victim, substitute a love doll in the victim's place and wheel her away hidden in the apparatus, but this is really Cassandra." By way of proof, he slid the mask of the dolls face from the doll to reveal Cassandra's head attached at the neck to the inflated body.

The couple were guided back to the table where they had dined and, with some help from Jenny, Cassandra was propped in her seat to watch the rest of the show. The waitress also let them know that Cassandra could be deflated and inflated only with the mask on, but would feel everything that happened to her and also that with the mask on Cassandra would be unable to speak.

When the show was finished. Dean carried Cassandra back to his room. Most of the night was spend putting Cassandra's inflated body through its paces, during which she lost count of the number of orgasms she experienced, finding that the ones she had with the mask on were more intense, because she could neither moan or scream.

Shortly after Dean and Cassandra awake from exhausted but fulfilled sleep, Jenny and the magician entered the room, pushing a glass box with some mechanism in the lid. Assured that they were there to restore Cassandra, Dean applied the mask to his love doll and deflated her.

The magician set Dean to turning a handle on the end of the box's lid, while he and Jenny carefully fed the flattened woman into the slot in the top of the box. What fell from the lid into the box resembled pink vinyl confetti. With Cassandra's love doll body shredded, the Magician and the waitress covered the box for a few seconds then pulled away the cloth to reveal a whole flesh-and-blood Cassandra lying in the bottom of the box.

They helped Cassandra from the box and let them know that breakfast was down the stairs and along the corridor to the left, when they were ready.