For the next act, the forward circle of the stage was draped in darkness. Although that wasn't the best way to describe it. It was like someone filled the space around the circle with blackness, a visual curtain that could be seen around, but not through. There could have been anyone or anything in there, and no one could have told you what it was.

A light came on in the darkness, a long, white bar that was raised up above the stage. It came down, slowly as some generic music was piped in. The white light cast no shadows yet, as it seemed to emit light, but only in a small space around it. It was lowered, and the light revealed the face of the person holding the light. Sammy stood there, her face lit up from the front as it seemed she was holding the light in one hand by a handle that was just as dark as everything else.

She tilted the light from being upright to horizontal, dropping it down to play across her chest, her face obscured by shadow and the absence of light. The white bar dipped further, showing off her toned abs, then down to her waist and hips. Her legs, knees and finally the light bar stopped at the floor.

She raised the bar upward again, much faster, only giving the audience the barest glimpse of her as she returned the bar to its highest position. Then when the music reached a held note... she dropped the light.

The bar illuminated her other arm for a moment, held out in front of her, and passed through it, only to be caught at about knee height. She then twirled the light around, a horizontal spin that revealed a single leg, a single knee that the light swept through. Was she standing on one leg? There was no way to know, everyone watched, enticed, as she spun the blade upward, illuminating her face for a moment, before being caught (apparently) in mid-air, and dropped back down, passing through her horizontally held stomach, only to be caught again under her.

The light was raised again, only to find that it was illuminating a single leg, held above her. This was - normally - impossible, for even if she was standing on one foot, she couldn't possibly reach the height of the bar of light now. A single pass through her ankles, then the leg and foot swung out of view of the light.

The light dropped from on high until it almost hit the floor. At the last moment, it passed through Sammy's neck, her head held inches from the floor, the bar immediately spinning to the right as soon as it went through her, only to find one hand planted on the ground in defiance of body motion. It moved through, then the bar flipped upward, revealing two legs crossed over each other and flat at what should have been head height. The light went through, then back down, in the split second it was in the air, her legs were replaced with her right shoulder, the bar passing through it downward, then again, her other shoulder, each time her chest illuminated for a moment in the passing.

The bar almost reached the floor, but was stopped again before it touched it. It waited patiently for a moment for the music to reach the right beat, then spun into the air one more time, whipping around and around on its center rather than on one side. It reached the apex of the toss into the air, then stopped spinning, pointing straight down.

The bar plunged. It revealed Sammy's sex, turned upright and legless, pushing into her with no hesitation, coming out the top of her hips, still pointed upside down. Below that was her chest, facing upright, and the bar went between her breasts and out her back. At the bottom, resting on the floor, was Sammy's smiling head, pierced from crown on down. She opened her mouth to smile, revealing the light shining from the inside.

Then darkness took everything.

*  *  *

"Hey, I'm Kylie!" the blond woman introduced herself to Sammy as she took to the stage for the aftershow. "That dance thing you did was so amazing!"

"You liked it?" Sammy asked, clapping her hands together in supplication. "I was worried that I was playing it too coy and not showing off enough."

"Are you kidding?" Kylie retorted. "The guy next to me was so hard I had to offer to give him a blow job!"

"What did he say to that?"

"Nothing," Kylie stuck out her tongue. "He opened his pants and I changed my mind, a prize like that deserves a proper ride," she finished.

"Nice!" Sammy had to agree. "So, what's it gonna be?" she asked.

"I wanna do that light pole dance of yours," Kylie asked. "But let's make it spicy!"

"Oh, we can do spicy!" Sammy agreed. "Be right back," she told her, and vanished backstage. She returned a minute later to find Kylie kicking off the last of her clothes. "So," she said, ignoring that particular fact as normal, "these are the bars. Well, two of them," she handed a clear thin pole to Kylie, who looked at it. "One for me, one for you, or maybe two for one," she added. "You slap them to turn them on, and they'll change color." She demonstrated, hitting the bar in her hand, turning it white.

"This is the color that will cut but not leave any feelings. Lets you focus on the motions without worry," Sammy threw it into the air and let it pass through her left wrist, catching it with her right hand. Her left hand fell down to the floor, where she waved at Kylie. She slapped the rod again on her shoulder, changing the color to blue. "Blue is for the fun feelings," she said as she spun the rod around in her hand at her waist, bisecting herself and giving her a very flush face and erect nipples. "Lastly, there's black," she tapped it again, and the colour faded from the rod. "This is for when you want to be mean and horrible and painful," she didn't do anything with the black, instead kicking her hand back into the air and catching it, turning the rob back to clear in the process.

"Like this?" Kylie asked as she slapped the rod through the three colours then back to normal. "Cool," she noted, then flipped it to White. "So, how did you do the impossible moves?" she asked as she waved the rod in one hand, flipping through her other arm, cutting it into pieces that fell to the floor with soft thumps.

"Oh? that?" Sammy stepped forward, or rather, her lower half did and her upper half stayed put. "If it's in the dark, it's easy to move parts around without people noticing."

"Cheater!" Kylie cried out as she focused on trying to cheat herself, willing her arm back into position. It worked. Slowly.

"You have to imagine it as something natural," Sammy said as she leaned on her lower half. "It works better that way."

Kylie thought about it, then imagined her arm was a coiled spring, one that would snap back into place. Which is did with a quick yank. "Wow!" she said as she had gotten used to the idea. She tapped her bar into blue and handed it over to Sammy. "Spicy please!"

Sammy, holding the two bars in her hands, strolled up to Kylie, getting well within their mutual reach. "Spicy, you say?" she said, her crimson hair flowing free. "I can do that."

Sammy then put herself right up against Kylie, the bars in her hands at their sides. "Let's start with something simple," she said and pressed the bar in her left hand against the small of Kylie's back. She then pulled forward, with a sharp yank, and cut through both of them at the same time.

Kylie gasped as she reflexively reached out and steadied herself on the nearest surface, Sammy. "Oh wow," she said as she felt that, "what a rush!"

"It gets better," Sammy told her as she took the other bar and put it between Kylie's shoulders. This time, she pushed it straight through, going through Kylie's back and out through her chest, but not stopping there as it went into Sammy's own chest and out her back.

"Ooooohhhh...." Kylie moaned. "How can you stand this?"

"I may have more practice," Sammy argued. But even her chest was glistening from the pleasure being given to her. "Your turn," she said, indicating the bar that pierced the both of them through.

Kylie put one hand on it, between their chests, then shoved it straight down.

Both women cried out in pleasure as the bar fell between their legs, hitting the floor and bouncing, even as they leaned against each other for support. Kylie's legs gave out first, and she fell to her knees, where Sammy didn't bother stopping her from kissing and licking, her free hand still holding one of the blue bars. This, she held as Kylie helped herself.

When Kylie was done, and so was Sammy, Kylie stood up again, her hand around the blue bar that had fallen down. "Give," she said, and Sammy handed her bar over.

Kylie wasted no time, and stabbed Sammy with both bars through her breasts. Sammy raised her voice in pleasure as Kylie pulled them out, Sammy's feet giving way and falling down herself. But Kylie didn't wait for a repeat of the previous time one was on their knees before the other. She stepped back and said "Black is mean, huh?" and tapped one bar to that color.

Sammy presented herself to Kylie as she swung the dark bar down through Sammy's body, from crown to floor.

There was a pause, then Sammy fell apart into two, left and right. Each side of her shuddering at the pleasure that came from the passage of the bar.

"Oh, I see," Kylie said, looking at the bar in her hand, black as night. "One cuts, sorta. The other pleasures. This does both." She tapped the other bar black and then took a perverse pleasure in cutting Sammy up as she was helpless on the floor, turning her into a quivering pile of sexual energy.

She stood there, panting from the effort as she took in what was now at her feet. Then an idea crossed her mind, and she was in no condition to refuse herself. She cast one bar to the side, and turned the other one clear. She set it down on the ground, flat end down and pointing upright. She then carefully mounted the bar, letting it slide into her properly. She grunted as she tapped it White allowing it to now slide freely as she carefully lowered herself onto it. To her amazement, the white glowed inside her, giving her an idea of where it was in her body. Once she felt it in her throat, she stopped, and carefully stood up, feeling between her legs for the end of the bar.

She slapped it, turning it blue, Instantly, her entire body spasmed with pleasure as she was filled from the inside out, from her pussy to her chest, to her throat. She pulled on the bar, just a tad, and was rewarded. But her mind was still thinking as she tapped the bar one more time, turning it from blue to black.

She snapped to attention as the pleasure in her body was replaced with pleasure and pain, the bar chocking her and preventing her from screaming out as it felt like she was being ripped apart from the inside. She needed to... her arms didn't react. She should.... nothing happened.

She fainted from the force inside her, Kylie joining Sammy on the floor for the time being.