As the lights dimmed and the spotlight focused on the returning stars of the show, the camera zoomed in to relay the details of Allie’s entrance. And what an entrance it was. She was standing with her legs a little apart on a small round pedestal which was being wheeled out to the performance area. The camera panned slowly up her long legs which were clad in black leather ballet boots forcing her en pointe with their seven-inch spike heels.

The black leather finished above the knee and the camera languished on Allie’s quivering thighs to allow viewers to drink in the details. A pole projecting from her small stand appeared to offer a little more stability as it stuck up between her legs and vanished into the shiny stainless steel chastity belt locked in place at above her hips. It also meant she was quite unable to move from her display as with the extreme heels meant there was no way Allie could lift herself from invader which fitted through her belt.

Allie’s slim waist was wrapped in an unforgiving metal cincher. Lined in black leather it provided a glimpse of her navel and fitted extremely tightly under her ribs. The camera moved round the back highlighting details of the metal bondage and revealing that Allie’s arms were still bound tightly behind her. There were black leather bra straps too but as the camera moved a little higher and back to a frontal view it revealed that the straps in fact supported a pair of cuffs in leather lined steel through which Allie’s bare breasts had been forced after which the unforgiving metal seemed to have been tightened further before being locked in place.

A matching collar was keeping Allie’s chin up and as the camera finally drew back to allow a wider point of view it revealed her restraints were completed with a harness gag. A black leather ball was held tightly in place by straps across her cheeks. A ring on each cheek connected the straps running under her chin, behind her head under her trademark pony tail and back to the bridge of her nose to another ring for the straps over and behind her head.  Like each other item there was no doubt at all that everything was fitted very securely and extremely tightly.

By now Allie had reached the centre of the floor and stood alone in the spotlight as the stage hands who had positioned her slipped away. Like a living statue she waited, unable to move bar the gentle heave of her chest as she took shallow breaths. Her lightly tanned skin glistened slightly in the light. A silent minute passed then a second but not a person in the room could tear their eyes away from the bondage perfection before them.

Finally Max entered the spotlight with a small metal cart.

“I am sure you have all seen a magician push a needle into a balloon and it doesn’t burst. Well this is Allie’s version”.

Without further explanation he tenderly cupped Allie’s left breast and squeezed it lightly. His thumb brushed her nipple, just the lightest of touches. Allie closed her eyes for a moment . They widened though when Max went to the trolley and selected a thick needle maybe six inches long with a metal cap at the end. Max tapped the needle on the nearest table to show its solid. With the camera zoomed in on Allie’s perfect bound chest Max brushed the sharp point over Allie’s left nipple. She twitched, trying to breath in. Max then lined the spiteful looking spike up with a hole at about the ten o clock position on the cuff encircling Allie’s breast.

Max pushed hard with his thumb. The needle visibly sunk in a bit. He had under estimated the pressure though and it sprung back. Allie whimpered a little louder.  Max pressed again, harder. The needle sunk a bit then, as the soft flesh finally yielded, slid smoothly through until it emerged from the cuff framing Allie’s now quivering breast diagonally across from its entry point.

The room was silent, people on the edge of their seats leaning forward to stare at the nearest screen if they are not close to the action. Max picked up three more of the wicked looking needles and working smoothly and without comment steered the next one through Allie’s left breast as well, at right angles to the first. Although she didn’t flinch or attempt to complain it is clear that Allie felt every bit of the skewering. Continuing as if it was the most natural thing in the world Max swapped sides and soon both breasts were skewered diagonally at the base.

Max grasped Allie by her butt and pushed her along a couple of tables to make sure more people got a good view . He waggled a couple of the needles in and out a bit, giving them a twist before moving on. Allie gasped, helpless to resist of course, her gaze lowered as she watched the cold metal slide through her tender flesh.

Matt looked briefly at the trolley and selected an ornately handled dagger, its blade perhaps twelve inches long and one wide at the hilt.  A couple of bangs on the nearest table demonstrated it’s solidity.  Whatever people guessed would happen next, judging by the gasps no one expected Max to line up the dagger with a narrow slit in Allie’s chastity belt, low on the front where the belt began to curve between her legs, and drive it home in one sharp thrust.

Allie gasped around the gag. Her eyes were clamped shut. She felt cold steel slide though her. A flash of pain then something quite the opposite. There was no hiding the dagger had had a real impact. Max turned her slowly around so everyone could see the end of the dagger protrude from a slit in the rear of the belt.  The more knowledgable and observant noticed Allie’s flat stomach spasm as she closed her eyes once more and wondered at the internal gymnastics she was performing on the intruder on top of her single pole restraint to add a little stability to aid her trembling legs.

Max drew the dagger in and out of its slot a few more times, clearly enjoying its effect on Allie, before moving her another few tables along. His next implement was another dagger, perhaps a little shorter. Again without much fuss or explanation this one was lined up with a waiting slot in Allie’s collar, under her chin, and slid home easily.

After moving along a few tables more Max asked for an elegant brunette woman perhaps in her late fifties to help. To being with she moved from dagger to needle, invited to choose at free will which she would like to test. She spun and tweeked the needles in Allie’s right breast before looking her straight in the eye and sliding the dagger through the chastity belt in and out a few times. Allie returned her gaze as if silently daring her to do her worse.

Max handed his helper another  oversized needle, and had her thread it with a glossy black ribbon. Under his direction the woman placed the point of the needle in the centre of the ring on Allie’s right cheek. Allie was surprised and a not a little impressed that when so instructed the woman didn’t hesitate to jab the long needle through her stretched cheek, behind the gag and out the other side! Looping the ribbon around the ring she threaded it back the other way. Repeating a couple more times left Allies cheeks pulled in towards each other behind the gag, emphasising its shape. She left the needle in place through both cheeks and returned to  her seat.

Max selected one last implement of torment. A wooden baton with a rounded end and a stubby handle. Standing behind Allie he lined the unusual impaler up with the ring at the back of her head harness and then pushed hard, not letting up till it emerged from the ring against her forehead between and above her eyes with a soft thud.

“Ladies and gentleman the amazing Allie”

Even as the applause was ringing around Max stepped behind his beautiful bound assistant. He took a sword from his props and with one deft stroke ran it right through the narrowest part of Allie’s metal waist cincher. Immediately casting the sword aside Max grabbed Allie by her sides and lifted her top half clean up and away, setting her down on the nearest table!

 Stepping back he gave the platform a gentle kick sending Allie’s lower half several feel in the other direction. The audience response was gasps, screams and then deafening applause. Allie grinned as best she could around the gag drinking in the response and the adulation.

“Ladies and gentlemen do come over and take a closer look at Allie here while I get ready for one last trick tonight , but please be careful there are lots of sharp edges!

For a few minutes Allie was left alone and divided whilst braver members of the audience came to inspect her. Some moved a dagger or a needle and as they did she tried to smile with her eyes looking calm and controlled as if her predicament could not be more natural.

Two stage hands came, one pushing Allie's lower half away behind the curtain at the end of the room, the second lifting her top half onto a serving cart and following close behind.

Before the final applause had even had a chance to die down Max returned into the spotlight, followed by Allie. Back in one piece all the piercings vanished and she strode out a picture of confidence, now quite naked,  though her arms were still bound strictly behind her. Every eye in the house was locked helplessly onto her fantastic form.

“Ladies and gentlemen it’s that time of the evening where we must clear away and make space for dancing and and more.”

Max led his beautiful partner to a strange looking machine that was positioned to one side of the room, and had previously been hidden by the curtains. Allie took Max’s hand and stepped up onto a circular platform not much wider than her shoulders raised above the machine by a single central leg  As she looked up a curtain fell from a matching circle above her hiding her from view. The disappointment round the room was palpable.

The lights dimmed bar a spotlight behind the machine which backlit the curtain showing Allie in silhouette. Almost immediately there was a faint hum and the top and bottom discs began to move towards each other. Allie’s outline appeared to get shorter and less distinct as they closed in.

A took only a few moments more for the two discs to meet, the curtain having folded away on itself. There was a sense of disappointment and Max lifted out the metal can that resulted. About eighteen inches across and perhaps three deep it resembled the canisters old movie film came in.



Max smiled inwardly guessing that people were surprised that the show had ended on such a tired old effect, after such heights. He was absolutely certain that when he handed the can to a pretty young blonde in the second row she expected to see a photo of Allie on the lid.

What she absolutely was not ready for was for the lid to be quite transparent. And for under its hard surface to be plainly visible Allie’s beautiful face her features very slightly distorted by being pressed against the case. There were suggestions of a strawberry blonder hairline and a distorted shoulder and hand. Perhaps a hint of a piece of  playing card tatoo right at the edge. The blonde looked again. It was insanely realistic. And then Allie’s eyes moved . Her mouth slid into a weak smile then she blew the blonde a cheeky kiss.

The blonde screamed first and the screams spread across the room as people watching on the screens realised what had happened.

“Allie are you OK in there one blink for yes, two for no?”

The blonde’s mouth fell open as Allie blinked once.

“Would you like to ask her something? “

“I . Er . Is it comfortable?” The blonde asked weakly.

Allie blinked twice managing to convey real feeling into her response.

Max fitted and snapped shut three padlocks to the perimeter of the metal canister. The screens showed Allie wince at each snap.

“Ladies and gentlemen please do feel free to hand Allie round so everyone has a chance to be sure she really is in there. In the meantime I would like to thank you all for being a wonderful audience tonight. Special thank you to our helpers this evening, we know it’s nerve wracking to volunteer for anything at a magic show!”

“As a thank you here are tickets to Thursdays’ special show..” He handed tickets to the ladies with the rings, the lady with the Queen of Spades , the sewing helper and the blonde.   “It would be great to see you there”. He handed the last three each the keys to one lock…… “I know Allie will be very disappointed if you can’t make it!”

“Ladies and Gentlemen. Good night!”