Lisa took a bow as she pulled the final blade from her gorgeous volunteer and stepped back guiding Sophie out of the cabinet and into the spotlight. The petite blonde still looked great in her tiny bikini, even if she was clearly a bit flushed from all the attention.  And there had been no shortage of attention as she was left by the bar for people to examine and chat to during a set by the band. People asking how she felt. People asking for a feel too. It was all pretty overwhelming. 

"Well Sophie, it seems you have some natural magical qualities, you were certainly popular during the break..."

Sophie blushed even more. Lisa's compliment was delivered with a knowing grin that left little doubt what those qualities were, the ones amply displayed by the bikini. But Sophie couldn't be angry. Being part of a magic act was a dream come true and she had to admit she had enjoyed the attention more than she could have imagined.

"So, what do you say you stay on as my volunteer for the final illusion?"

"I. Er. I mean. Ok, I guess, I mean what the hell why not .." 

The sexy magician grinned as she led Sophie across the stage area to a new box that her muscle bound stage hands had pushed out. Sophie looked it up and down nervously. It was another multi coloured upright box. Again mounted on a raised wheeled platform allowing a clear view underneath. It was vaguely coffin shaped and decorated with an art deco outline of a female form  Narrow at the bottom, a little wider at hip level then tapering slightly again towards the shoulders. A smaller square section finished it off at the head. Lisa opened the front and stepped aside.

"Sophie ? " 

Sophie took a second to look out to the audience, most were enthralled, leaning forward to see what would happen next. She looked back to Lisa. The magician was almost a foot taller than her. Her figure was amazing, bursting out of her swimsuit, her skin flawless, her smile mesmerising. Sophie feared there was nothing she wouldn't agree to if asked by the charismatic brunette. She was stunning no doubt. A deep breath and Sophie stepped up onto the platform. She turned and backed into the box, wondering once again how come it seemed made to measure despite her diminutive size. 

"Comfy ? As you can see Sophie doesn't have too much room to move in her new home .." 

Lisa was correct. The box was barely wider than Sophie at her ankles, hips, shoulders or neck. Lisa gave the box a twirl then closed the closed the front door, plunging Sophie into darkness.

"One of the sad things about these magic boxes is you can't see the gorgeous assistant inside them..."

Lisa smiled and opened a narrow rectangular slot in the left side of the box around hip level. She tapped it and asked Sophie to wiggle her fingers into view. A similar slot at shoulder height revealed the increasingly nervous blonde's other hand. A slightly larger slot in the head part of the box revealed Sophies pensive looking eyes. The next slot was larger again and revealed a glimpse of cleavage and bikini top. Another a flash of toned tummy and the top of the bikini bottoms. Finally Lisa turned the box so it was facing away from the audience. Two final slots were opened displaying a portion of bikini clad butt checks and a little piece of bare back.

"OK now you can see Sophie is definitely still in there ... OK Sophie ? " 

Sophie's conformation was muffled but clearly hesitant. That was good enough for Lisa who nodded and smiled as another of her fit helpers pushed a trunk out on stage , to one side so out of Sophie's view. Lisa's style was simple and unfussy. She opened the box and lifted out a wicked looking sword. The sort used for fencing it was thin and wiry with a round cup protecting the handle. With no further explanation Lisa turned the box sideways on and placed the glinting tip in the centre of the box above the visible bikini parts. She pressed and the sword sunk into the box easily. Sophie's gasp was audible, her fingers curling tightly on the box. 

Lisa turned the box around showing a clear view of the tip of the sword jutting through the centre of the box right where Sophie's back should be.

"You ok ?"

"I guess, that was ... intense!"

"Great..."

Lisa gave a naughty smile and collected two more of the fine blades. She jammed them through the lower part of the box just above Sophie's feet. Her helper drew many appreciative looks from the ladies as her handed her two more of the wicked rapiers and Lisa plunged them either side of the first at waist level. Each blade thudding home caused Sophie to close her eyes and whimper. As she was handed the next blades Lisa rubbed her helpers oversize biceps and patted his butt.

Sophie looked on wide eyed as Lisa lined the first one up at chest level just an inch or two above the slot displaying her chest. She could feel the point as it pressed against her flesh. The pressure increased until it pierced her pale skin with a flash of pain. But as the narrow blade passed through her the pain was replaced with a tingle that was more than a massage. It was almost erotic. Three more of the blades followed haphazardly through her upper chest, each time the pain seemed less the tingle seemed more. She gasped breathing hard.

Half a dozen more blades followed their circular handles making an untidy circle shape through the centre of the box between the visible parts of Sophie's chest and tummy. The audience were cheering each thud now, it seemed impossible the  blades were missing the enclosed girl.

Lisa spun the box once more so the back was facing the audience. She winked playfully as she was handed a much larger blade. this one resembling a broadsword from an action movie. Lisa used two hands to lift the large weapon, lining it up with the box roughly where Sophie's left shoulder blade should be. With visible effort she heaved it forwards. As it sank into the box Sophie let out a clearly audible "oh fu....!" Lisa didn't hesitate and a second blade followed. When Lisa moved the box to face the audience once more the thick blades, each four inches wide were poking out just under the chest opening, meaning presumably they had stabbed through the english volunteers perky breasts.

"Hmm that was a mistake" 

Sophie whimpered a question. 

"I may have ruined that bikini top. Oh well... onwards....."

For her part Sophie was in no doubt the heavy swords had exploded through her tender breasts. She feared she was going to pass out when the first one had burst through her tender flesh, relieved that her reactions were mostly hidden. The flashes of pain were now almost entirely overwhelmed by great waves of erotic pleasure crashing through Sophie's body. She felt she was bathed in perspiration. Could it be the most pleasurable erotic experience of her life was unfolding inside a small box in front of a room full of strangers ? Her thoughts were cut off by another scrape thud. She let out a surprised gurgle as one of the small blades popped into her peripheral vision just above her eyes. 

Lisa gave the box another turn. Sophie took a deep breath, not sure how much more she could take, or what else the sexy magician could do to her. Frightened as she was she was also sure Lisa could do whatever she wanted at this stage.

Lisa was handed a new blade. A wider one this looked more like the traditional magician's divider. Lisa lined it up with the part of the box where the smaller head section started and gave it a push. It slid effortlessly through the box and Sophie's neck. Once a second blade had followed Lisa winked and tipped the head box to one side. It appeared to be hinged, settling having tilted ninety degrees leaving Sophie's wide eyes staring out through a now vertical slit. 

Lisa had one last blade, another of the wide swords. Over the cheers and yells of encouragement from the baying crowd Lisa casually lined it up with the centre of the box just below the exposed part of Sophie's hips. She casually slammed it home, and ignoring Sophie's high pitched yell and the rapturous reaction of the crowd walked off stage without looking back.



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Sophie gasped and moaned. She was nervous now. After Lisa had walked off stage the lights had gone down and she was left on stage as the club had  emptied. She had watched helplessly as the staff had cleared tabled, collected glasses and generally cleared up. The house lights were up now and Sophie had felt very self conscious. She wasn't sure if she should call for help. She had no idea how long she hed been left but she had become used to the bizarre sideways on view of the world she had been left with.Finally when she was really starting to worry two of the cleaners had approached her warily. Now without saying a word she was being pushed off stage and into the back of the club. Each bump and wobble was making the blades still penetrating her wriggle inside her. She was worried she might lose control again. Finally she was left in a back room with some clothes rails and the box she had been in for the first part of the show.

Lisa arrived some time later, bottle of champagne in one hand, pulling the shoulder of her swimsuit  with the other. Sophie started to say something but stopped. Lisa was slipping out of her costume,, now she was standing naked in front of the helpless volunteer. Sophie couldn't think straight. 

"I .. er.."

Lisa put a finger to her lips and smiled. She grasped the handle of the sword poking out of Sophie's hips and gave it a tug, then began pulling and pushing playfully. Sophie whimpered, she wasn't sure she could take much more stimulation. Just as Sophie was going to , Lisa stopped. 

"Have fun ? Let me tell you you are a natural at this ....Sorry to keep you waiting...wanted a  to ... drink.. bubbles.... stage hand was, too tempting ... had to... sexual tension ... he was grea....."

Lisa took another big mouthful of the champagne 

"Want a job?" 

With that Lisa slumped into a chair in the corner of the room and seemed to pass out.

"Job?"

"Lisa what do you mean ? "

"Lisa can you get me out of here ? 

"Lisa ?"







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