"Hey everyone! It's Brittany, the Sexy Webcam Magician, back with another exciting show, contents paid for by you, the viewers! And those who contribute more get a special version!"

Brittany pulled back from the camera. "So, today's trick will be performed in this!" she said cheerfully as she hopped back. A blue denim short skirt with no belt and the button popped open barely concealed a thing while her white shirt was so short that the bottom half of her breasts were exposed, the word "sexy" written on what fabric there was.

"Oh!" she put a finger to the side of her cheek. "That's right! This is the special video for those who paid more!" She smirked. "Don't worry, you'll get yours. Anyway!" she hopped to the side, the camera following her, "today's episode is for all those who wanted to penetrate my body as many times as they wanted, pleasuring me all the while! For you, this is it!"

'This' turned out to be a curious device set out on the floor. It consisted of a central cross with various hoops along the arms of it, followed by rectangular pads on the ends of each arm. "Tah-dah!" Brittany flounced into the camera frame, threatening to leave her clothes in the process. "This is what my idiotic and useless brother calls the 'fly swatter'. He's wrong. Because he's an idiot. No, how this works is that I'm going to stand in the middle here," she said as she took her place between the arms of the swatter, "and strap myself in so I can't go anywhere!" She bend down and slid her ankles into a pair of hoops, tightening them up properly. She stood up.

"Now, what will happen is that at random, one of these pads will magically conjure up something sharp and fip up, piercing me through with something from one of these four sides! I have no idea what will happen, so all my reactions will be authentic!" She looked around at the four pads. "Though my brother did mention something about making sure that I didn't fall over," she muttered as in the camera's view, the first action took place.

From the central intersection of the for arms, a pole slid up, perfectly quietly and Brittany's first indication that it was there was when it slid into her. "Ack!" she yelped as she leaned forward and lifted her skirt, revealing her untouched pussy. She leaned around and pulled up the back side, the camera moving with her to show the pole going up her ass. "Ow," she muttered. "Guess that's what he meant," she said as she wiggled. "Not too deep, just enough to keep me from falling over." She turned back to facing to the front. "Well, it's just for the waiting," she said as she relaxed.

From behind, the pad slapped up, forming a backdrop to Brittany as a small blade sliced through her ribs! "Hey!" She shouted, shocked at the impact. She looked down and touched the blade. "Heh, that tickles," she said as the camera swung to the right to see the blade emerging from the pad, then going through Brittany. Just as quickly, the pad retracted and so did the blade, leaving Brittany standing there, apparently unharmed. "I wonder what..."

From her left, the side pad flipped upward, and she turned to face it just as the half-dozen spikes hit her, one in the upper leg, one in her hips, one in the side of her stomach, one in her arm, one through her chest, behind her breasts, and the last through her neck, pinning her in place. "Hey!" she said, "It knows where I'm going to be! neat!"

The pad fell away and this time, Brittany took a breath to steady herself, shook herself down and closed her eyes.

The time, the front side flipped up, blocking the view of the camera. "Ahh!" Brittany shrieked, and the camera moved around to see what had happened. Her breasts had been quartered, cross-shaped blades slicing into each of them, cutting her short shirt in the process. She touched herself and the camera panned around to show each of her breasts and the metal that divided them. "OK, that's sexy," she said as the front fell away, leaving the ruined shirt front on her. She sighed. "From the right then?" she asked as she turned her head to face that way.

From the left, the pad flipped up with no sound and no warning, this time not having a single sharp point or even a series. A flat edge cut through Brittany's waist perfectly from the left to the right. "Eep!" Brittany jolted at the impact. "Hey, I'm stuck!" She tried to pull her arm free, but the camera showed that while the blade had gone through her body, it also went through her arms, and that the lower sides of them were stuck to the blade on the underside. Then the blade withdrew with the pad. "Oh, that's neat," Brittany admitted as she faced the camera. She leaned back and forth before returning upright. "NEXT!"

The device obliged. The front pad slammed upright, and this time there were two vertical blades, each running from the top of the pad - over her head - to the bottom - about her knees. They went into her legs, up the sides of her body, parted her tits left and right, but to the sides, not the middle, and up her shoulders. The blades were deep enough to completely divide her into three above the knees.

The camera hovered over her and looked down to see Brittany look to the left and the right, licking her lips as her hands touched the blades. Without warning, her clothes started to part, falling off her body in pieces, and the blades retracted, pulling them away with their passing.

"Ah!" Brittany shivered as she was reduced to standing nude before the camera. "Here you go!" she said to her audience. "Me in the buff!" she massaged her tits for a moment to get the feeling back into them. She looked down at her cut up clothes. "Damn, now I'm going to have to convince my idiot brother to fix those," she pouted. "I liked them!"

As she said that, the read pad shot up, this time with three spikes. They came out her eyes and her mouth, and Brittany waved her arms in shock, trying to pull herself off them before they retreated, leaving her unharmed. "Hey!" she shouted at the device. "What's the big idea?!?"

This time, the left and right pads sprung up, no longer confining themselves to one at a time. On instinct, Brittany pushed out with her arms to try and stop them, but failed completely as they each sent a single spike through her breasts, one atop the other and through both. "Ow," she rolled her shoulders then plucked at her tits. "I know they're good targets, but some variation would be nice."

The sides withdrew, and in response to her challenge, the front and the back pads slapped into place. Each of them, this time, had a single blade, straight down the middle, and they cut through Brittany as cleanly as scissors would through a sheet of paper. "Ahh!" Brittany moaned as the camera got a good look at the left side of her face, where the metal blades went through her mouth, nose and forehead before panning down slowly along her neck, over her sweating chest, her flat stomach until it reached her pussy, which she reached down and gently pulled open to show the blade inside her as well.

The camera carefully went under Brittany to show her division from the bottom, the two blades up against the standing pole to keep her steady before going up her right side from bottom to top. Brittany waved as the camera slowly panned.

"Eh," she tried to speak, but her mouth and tongue didn't move right, so she tapped on the blades in time. They shook just a little, and Brittany took to hitting them more. Then they pulled back and she missed her swing. "WHOA!" she exclaimed. "What a rush! Vibrating all the way through like that? Girl's gonna have to have some fun with that later." She stretched her neck, rolling her head side to side. "Well, I think it's time for one more, then I'm going to announce the next funding goal. So, ready!"

Nothing happened. "Ready?"

"I said, ready!"

From the left and the right, the two side paddles rose up. They did so slowly, allowing Brittany the chance to turn and look at each of them. "Oooh," she cooed, "A mismade?" The two sides slid through her, meeting in the middle of her neck, her stomach, and through her legs. Her arms were caught at an odd angle, her right arm with her hips, and her left was free at her chest height. "Oh dear, I hope I don't fall apart," she joked.

But the camera saw what was coming up behind her. The rear paddle rose up slowly and silently, covered in needles. Not one, or three, or a dozen, but hundreds of them, fine points that each reflected the light ominously as they swung toward Brittany. Her first indication of what was happening was when the needles started pressing into her bare ass, each pinprick something she could not stop, the camera taking a loving look as the needles perforated Brittany from the bottom up, slowly pushing through like a growing forest of metal. "Eee...!" Brittany giggled as the metal made no distinction between sensitivity or not, her sex touched a couple of times, then higher and higher until her lower stomach and right arm were equally pierced.

The first blade through her was simply speared around, her ribs and a clean closeup of her breasts being penetrated from behind, her breath quick and sharp, the needles stopping at last with her neck, and the head untouched above. She was sweating. "Oh, wow," she said to the close up. "That was intense! A bed of needles? Hehe."

The camera pulled back, then panned down to the last pad. It too had grown blades, but this time, they were haphazardly arranged, a random assortment covering the whole thing with no rhyme or reason to their existence. The front rose up, and Brittany's eyes went wide as she saw what was coming. "Oh hell yes!" she embraced her fate as the blades started with her legs again, cutting through her randomly, carving out pieces like a jigsaw puzzle, each piece holding a single needle.

The camera watched impassively as the paddle closed up in front of Brittany, cutting her off from sight, leaving on her bare legs visible.

There was silence.

"Hello," a new voice said, and into the camera's frame walked a new woman. "I'm Janet," she introduced herself as the camera focused on her face. "And I'm a friend of Brittany's. The real prize," she said," for all you advanced donors," she smiled, "is forewarning that next time, I'll be joining Brittany in whatever you guys pay her to do." She winked. "So do keep that in mind when you make your payments. See you next time!"

The Camera shut off.