“Ladies and Gentlemen tonight’s headliners for the late night show Max and Allie ! Please remember folks this is very much an adult show”

As the presenter’s words faded into the applause there was a moment of silence then a few gasps before a more heartfelt welcome began.

Max turned out to be tall but unremarkable in appearance dressed in simply in a black tee and combats. An outfit no doubt to chosen to highlight the other member of the team. All eyes were indeed on Allie. A tall strawberry blonde there was little doubt that it was her  appearance that had caused the brief silence and subsequent rapturous welcome.

She walked slowly and precisely, managing to look measured and in control despite her thigh high black leather boots having very high heels and being connected at the ankle by a short hobble chain. A brief black leather mini skirt, slit on one side left plenty of toned thigh left to admire. With a leather black bra top and her hair pulled back into a tight high pony tail sure was certainly a show stopping sight. But the bondage additions were what probably sealed the deal.

Her slender arms were pulled tightly across the small of her back and tied elbow to opposite wrist pushing her leather clad chest forwards. She wore a tight leather collar and a securely buckled ball gag in matching black. The finishing touch was a black tray which was secured at Allie’s waist with a wide belt running just under her arms. The front was supported by a pair of chains running from a ring in the front of Allie’s collar.

Max walked over to a table about two rows back, Allie following with practiced poise.  As they went a cameraman followed streaming a close up to screens on each table.

“Ma’am would you like to help with a little piece of magic?”

Max smiled as the elegantly dressed woman, perhaps in her forties, glanced nervously at Allie.

“Sure, what to I need to do?”

Max took three packets of playing cards from his pocket and held them up before passing them over to the lady to check. Each was brand new still in its cellophane wrapper. He gave Allie a tug on the ring of her collar to get her to move a little closer to the table a little then put all three packs on the tray bound to her. He moved them around a few times sliding them across the tray then took several steps back.

“First off pick a deck”

As directed a deck was selected and the others discarded. Max then had his volunteer open the deck and pass it round the table for her fellow guests to inspect it. They all looked through and shuffled the cards a bit before passing it back to her.

“So I haven’t touched the cards since you opened them. And nor has Allie! Now all I need you to do is pick a card. Any card. Put the deck back on the tray, thank you. Then if you could borrow a pen and sign your card across the face…. ” Max had his back to the table the whole time “ Show your card to the table so I can’t see then keep it down there on the table . That’s perfect thanks. “

Max closed his eyes theatrically and thought for a second. “Your card Is the ten of hearts?”

His helper looked embarrassed. “Sorry no”

Max closed his eyes again and had another go “Jack of Diamonds”.

“Sorry, that’s not right either”.

“Well, this is embarrassing, this has never happened before I promise! Plan B. What if I told you Allie had guessed your card some time ago? “

Max’s question drew a puzzled look. Allie took a couple of steps back as Max politely drew back his volunteer’s char and had her stand by Allie.

“So what I would like you to do is go ahead and take off Allie’s skirt please.”

The volunteer looked a little shocked, but Allie did her best to smile around the gag, looking a picture of calm and control.

Fingers fumbling the lady fought for a few seconds then pulled the short skirt away revealing the tiny leather g string Allie wore underneath.

“Allie”

Allie turned slowly in taking small careful steps then bent at the waist.

“Is THAT your card Ma’am?”

“Oh my god!”

There on Allie’s smooth butt cheek was a tattoo of the Queen of Spades. Included in the tattoo across the face of the card was an elegant signature.

“You can check it’s real. She doesn’t mind, in fact I think she likes it really “

The woman ran her hand over the smooth skin, there was no doubt that the tattoo seemed real and amazingly included her signature. Following encouragement from Max she pinched pulled and rubbed at Allie to satisfy herself it wasn’t some sort of transfer or sticker but was indeed indelibly in Allie’s skin.

There was a short delay while people sat close by came over to inspect for themselves. Allie stood still, implacable as she was patted prodded and rubbed.  People further away peered intently at their screens.

“Ladies and Gentleman ALLIE”.

Max gave Allie a playful spank and she followed him across the room to another table.

“Hello Ladies .. Could I ask you to lend a hand?”

Max was talking to two women on the stage side of their table. Stand up please, thank you thank you. Max took a small wooden board and placed it on Allie’s tray, draping a cloth napkin on it.

“Ladies do you have a ring each I could borrow please? “

The women looked hesitantly at each other before nodding.  Max was careful to step back as the ladies placed a diamond engagement ring and a thick white gold wedding band on the napkin.



“That’s great now if you could just cover them over. Like that thanks. Now you Sir, could I borrow you for just a second”

The guy stood up by Allie and on cue a waiter brought over a large hammer.

“All I need you to do is give the napkin there a few decent whacks with that …”





The guy looked sheepishly at his friends then at Allie and the tray.

“Really?”

“Give it your best”

Allie closed her eyes as the guy brought the hammer down. It was more of a tap, but it still pulled on her collar and pushed into her waist. She took a deep breath and braced a little as it was hard to counter balance the extra pressure in her hobbled heels.

“You can do better than that, come on! “

The guy applied a series of blows each accompanied by increasing encouragement from the audience. Each time the hammer crashed down Allie had to fight to stay upright as her neck was pulled forward and down. The final attempt was really full on, Allie whimpered a little and took a half step.

“Ok that should do it. Thank you Sir, Ladies shall we see what we have done? “

Still not approaching Allie himself he had the ladies unwrap the napkin. It was empty! They lifted it away and shook It out, but of the two rings there was no sign. Lifting the board and turning it upside down yielded no more clues as to where the rings had gone.

“So lets see if Allie can help again? Can you undo her little tray there. Yes, there’s a buckle in back but its on super tight so it will need a good tug. You got it, yes and now just unhook from her collar..”

The ladies looked all round the tray and tapped it to check there was no secret compartment.

“So what you are going to need to do now is take off Allie’s top”

It took a little persuasion and a reassuring nod from Allie but under Max’s direction the two ladies turned Allie around and undid the buckles holding the bra in place. Turning her to face front again they tugged the straps out through Allie’s tightly bound arms to free her firm tanned breasts.

It took a second then both women screamed.

Each of Allies small hard nipples were pierced with a ring. A Diamond engagement ring on the left, a thick wedding band to her right. Allie watched the amazement grinning on the inside but keeping a neutral expression.

“Please do check they are really your rings. Don’t be shy”.

Now it was harder for Allie to suppress her reactions. The women held their rings, slid them from side to side to check they really were embedded in Allie and tugged to check they would not easily come free. They rotated freely like piercings that had been in place a long time and had long since healed.

Only once several more guests had had the opportunity to check out Allie fully did Max move on.

“So I guess we had better get you lovely ladies your rings back.”



Max handed the ladies each a length of black ribbon. He had them find the centre of the length and thread it through their ring, then pass the loose ends through the loop securing the ribbon to each ring.

“Now I want you both to take up the slack”

Allie moaned as the ribbons tugged at her breasts stretching out her nipples out painfully.

“OK Ladies on the count of three, pull! “

On three each helper pulled hard on her own ribbon. Allie had braced herself as best she could with hobbled feet and crazy high heels but still wobbled forwards. Despite the gag she screamed and blinked a tear from her eye.

Once the women gathered themselves, they held up their rings still dangling from the ribbon.

“Now can you check Allie is ok? “

A brief inspection made Allie moan again as the women each lifted twisted and tugged on one her nipples confirming they were totally unmarked and showed no signs of ever having been pierced.

“Folks we are going to take a short break to let you refresh your drinks, we will be back shortly and please do remember this show is not for the feint hearted. Thank you! “