Lisa's Sideshow of Horrors makes a seasonal comeback.



In a fantasy world where magic is real, starring Lisa and Ann

“Hello Ladies and Gentlemen and welcome to the Sideshow of Horrors on this most spooky of nights. I am Lisa and I will be your host this evening”

All eyes were on Lisa as she made the introductions. Despite the chill night air she was dressed in black leather corset, matching thong and thigh high leather boots and most of the small group waiting for the next show were struggling to tear their eyes away.

“Still a few tickets left... fifty dollars. Or a few golden tickets ...free if you feel brave enough to take the chance of being asked to help in the show tonight”.

Ann took a deep breath and walked over to the ticket booth. She had heard good things about the show but fifty bucks seemed steep.

“One golden ticket please”

Ann looked back at the sexy Magician, wondering how she wasn’t freezing to death. Even in her tight jeans and a sweatshirt over her form hugging tank top she could feel the cold. She was just wondering if she would ever wear such a daring outfit in public when a low male voice interrupted her train of thought.

“Here’s your ticket Miss, good luck!” Ann smiled and pocketed the ticket.

“I can't believe you did that ! “ Melissa, Ann’s friend, looked shocked as they walked back to join their other workmates. “What happens if you get picked?”

“Never going to happen... its just a silly gimmick. The worst that will happen is I will have to pick a card or hold something”

Ann followed Melissa into the tent, which somehow seemed way larger than had appeared possible from the outside . They stopped and looked at one another and looked again.

“Ladies and gentlemen, meet Tish, the headless lady..”

Ann starred in fascination. There on a plain chair to one side of the tent was a slender woman. Pale and petite, she wore the shortest of mini skirts over her nylon clad legs and tight cropped t shirt. What has stopped Ann and Melissa in their tracks though was that her body ended abruptly at the neck where a tangle of pipes and cables exited, leading to a metal cabinet busy with lights, dials and switches a couple of feet behind. Ann had seen pictures of similar illusions before but this was different. Ann couldn’t see anywhere the mirrors could be to start with.

“Poor Tish here lost her head in a freak accident. A miracle of science keeps her alive, but of course she can’t see hear or speak at all”

Lisa ran her hand over the headless woman's thigh and it twitched. As Lisa moved her hand away the body crossed it’s legs and smoothed down its nylons.

“Man that’s so realistic” Ann whispered to Melissa as Lisa ran her hand further up Tish’s thigh. The headless girl wriggled in her chair and Ann was sure she opened her legs a little.

“Oh, I assure you, Tish is quite real. Come, let me show you...... ?”

“What. Oh, er Ann”

Ann blushed, she had had no idea Lisa had heard her. Reluctantly she approached the headless body as directed.

*You can touch anywhere you like”.

Ann blushed some more and touched the pale skinned hand in front of her. It took a second to register. It was soft and warm. Then it flexed. She took two steps back and stifled a little scream.

“Oh my god!”

“What!?” Meliissa asked, horrified

“She really is real...” Ann gasped, realising she probably sounded quite mad. Calming herself Ann reached out once more. She was going to rest her hand on the headless shoulders but Lisa took her wrist and guided it so it brushed over Tish’s belly and grazed over the gentle curve of her breast just visible at the base of her tee. Once again Tish squirmed and this time pushed her legs together. There seemed little doubt to Ann that Tish was indeed flesh and blood.

“Like I said Ann, you can touch her anywhere. It’s not like there is much she can do about it but to be honest we think she likes it really!”

With that Lisa rolled up Tish’s tee shirt and brushed the nipples on the helpless girl’s small pert breasts. Again Ann watched in amazement as the headless body squirmed and wriggled. She was almost certain the poor girl’s nipples were hardening.

Any further thoughts on the matter were forgotten as Lisa ushered the small crowd through a flap into the next part of the tent. Ann gave the headless girl a final glance and hurried on.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the next spectacle awaits”.

Ann followed the rest of the guests into the next section. She took a double take and still had to look again to be sure she wasn't seeing things. To one side of the room was a rough

wooden board. On it was the bound form of a gorgeous young woman. She was spread eagled on the board, held in place by d shaped metal brackets which seemed to be bolted to the timber backing. Apart from a black domino mask and matching ball gag she was quite naked. But what really caught the eye were the tattoos. The woman was covered in them from tip to toe.

Ann felt a shiver run right down her spine. She couldn’t imagine being on display like that, naked and helpless with strangers looking at her. But the tattoos drew her in. Snakes, dragons and and other mythical beasts tangled with ghosts and ghouls at the followed the contours of the woman's voluptuous figure.

“Oh. My. God!” Melissa whispered in Ann’s ear. “What the actual ... makes you wonder what happens to you if that gold ticket of yours does get drawn?”

Lisa brushed the bound girl's thighs and belly. Ann couldn’t tear her gaze away and let out a little yelp. She was sure the tattoo of a snake which curled under the firm full breasts seemed to have slid down and round a bit. She shook her head and moved on.

The next exhibit was billed by Lisa as the world’s smallest man. He was heavily muscled and had a handsome face with chiselled jaw and yet was barely more than two feet tall.

He was standing on tiptoes on a desk across the way from the tattooed lady, his hands held high above his head by chains around his wrists leading up to the ceiling. Like her he was quite naked and Lisa giggled in delight as she played briefly was his small but perfectly formed member and it sprang to attention. Once she felt the poor guy had been suitably teased Lisa carried on leading the way, leaving the shell shocked audience trailing behind her.

“OK ladies and gentlemen this is the fun part of the show. Where we ask for a little audience participation. Now I am not sure if our reputation is preceding us but we only sold one gold ticket tonight, so there is no contest. Who is the lucky ticket holder?”

“Oh my god Ann I told you! This could be bad!”

Ann felt her heart sink all the way to her boots. She wondered if she could just style it out, pretend she had a normal ticket. She took a couple of steps back almost without realising it.

“And it seems we have met already. Ann right?” “I. Er, Yes... but”

“Congratulations Ann you have the honour of helping us with our next act.”

“I, but, no, I can’t...”

Ann felt her blood turn to ice. She was shaking a little.

“I can’t do something like th...”

“You took the gold ticket option my lovely, there is no can’t about it !”

Ann looked over her shoulder wondering if it was too late to make a move for the door. Melissa had taken a few steps back as if to distance herself from whatever happened next. But it was too late. Lisa grabbed Ann and led her into the spotlight at the far end of the room.

“Well Ann you know what they say, there is no such thing as a free show, and the deal when you accepted the golden ticket was there was a chance you would be required to take part in the show. The finale in fact, as it turns out.”

Ann looked from side to side, sure her heart would jump out of her chest. Part of her wanted to believe this was all some sort of prank and all she would need to do is check something or pass something. She simply could not bring herself to believe that she might end up in one of these depraved humiliating displays.

“So if you could just take off your clothes Ann...”

“I ... wha... no way ! “

“Ann you can take them off or we will take them off for you.”

By now Ann’s heart was pumping even harder. No way could she strip off in front of all these people. Strangers. And yet she had agreed to the ticket. But there was something else. Deep down. A feeling that maybe it would be exciting. She took a look around the room. She could see no way out, so pulled off her sweat shirt and kicked off her boots before wriggling out of her skin tight jeans.

“Now come on Ann you know they paid to see more than that...”

Ann took a deep breath and pulled off her tight top, leaving her pert breasts bare and her nipples clearly rock hard. She told herself it was just the cool air as with a deep breath and with her eyes closed she slipped out of her thong.

“Ladies and gentlemen, a big hand for the lovely Ann, our slightly reluctant volunteer ! Doesn’t she look amazing, no idea why she was so reluctant to take her kit off she looks fab, dont you all agree?”

For a moment or two Ann was distracted by the whoops and applause. She was proud of her body and even though she hadn’t exactly planned to show it off tonight in front of a crowd of strangers she had to admit to herself it felt good to get such a reaction. And then it dawned on her she still had no idea what was in store for her!

Lisa was standing in a corner of the room waiting for her . By her there was a short wooden beam pointing back into the room at waist height. Its upper surface was bevelled to a blunt point. A couple of feet to either side were a pair of metal posts which seemed to be made of a U shape channel. Ann had no idea what it all meant but she had a bad feeling anyway,

Before she had really had a chance to process just what was happening Ann found herself astride the odd lump of wood, whose unfinished edge was high between her legs. Lisa had two muscle bound assistants dressed in leather boots and harnesses which covered nothing to bring out a rough sawn plank of wood and drop it down into the channelled posts either side of her. A couple more followed and Ann still had no clue as to what might be happening. It looked for all the world as if they were building a fence in front of her. At least she might be covered up Ann figured half heartedly.

Things took a turn once the “fence” was close to waist high. The next plank out had two d-shaped cut outs in its top surface. Ann started to panic, but almost at once the near naked assistants grabbed a leg each and lifted them up and into the cut outs while Lisa pushed Ann forward on the rough wood and guided her hands behind her so she could balance.

The next section of unfinished splintered wood fitted tightly over Ann’s thighs trapping them firmly in place. She whimpered quietly, forced to sit on the narrow bench which was wedged painfully into her most private regions, still too shocked and confused to offer much in the way of protest. A couple more planks followed then the next one had two large cut outs and two smaller ones further out. A flicker of recognition as to what might happen next sparked through Ann’s mind before Lisa pushed her even further forward and the next plank was lowered, the cut outs framing Ann's breasts and wrists. A couple more of the planks and Ann found her bondage reaching its inevitable conclusion with her neck trapped too. A large rusty padlock in the top of each post ensured she was going nowhere any time soon.

Ann squirmed uncomfortably. She still had no idea what was happening to her. The narrow wood she was balancing on was crushing her as her weight rested on it. Her wrists, thighs and boobs were tightly constrained and any movement just reminded her of the roughly sawn wood. Things became no clearer as Lisa brought out a small table. On it was what looked like a kid’s game Ann vaguely recognised. A tangle of wire with a hoop on the end of a handle.

“So folks now that Ann is .. comfortable... it’s our chance to help raise some money for our charity . Its ten bucks a go... “

Lisa guided the hoop along the mess of wire for a few inches till she touched it and a red light flashed over Ann’s head somewhere. As she did the naked assistants stuck a metallic pad onto each of Ann’s thighs just in front of their wooden pillory and then closed a clamp over each of her still rock hard nipples. Ann whimpered again.

“We have a couple of additions to add to the fun. If you touch the wire before you get to the end, Ann gets a little surprise”. Ann cried out in pain as Lisa let the loop touch the wire and a sharp jolt of electricity coursed through her nipples and thighs. “If anyone makes it to the end, then they win the keys and can free Ann.”

Ann moaned resigned to her fate. The pain between her legs was now the least of her problems as Lisa let the loop of the game hit the wire several more times as demonstration. Each dose of current lit up her poor nipples and made her squirm and wriggle uncontrollably which only forced the wooden plank on which she was perched further up into her poor throbbing pussy.

“Please....”she whispered in a soft broken voice she barely recognised.

“Now just to make it a little more interesting for Ann ....”

From the red gloom above Ann’s wooden wall descended a dull metal blade which stopped at the top of the rails either side of her. Without further explanation Lisa took a thick rope which also trailed from above and before Ann had time to object shoved it into her mouth. Ann clamped down tight at once, it didn't take a lengthy explanation to realise what the rope was for.

“So folks, remember its $10 for a go at the buzzer game. All for a good cause! If it’s not your turn then do feel free to come up, have a look and feel. Ann doesn’t mind, and if she does, well there’s not a whole lot she can do about it now is there !”

Ann couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She was helpless, naked and now people were queueing up to pay ten bucks to watch her shake and wriggle everytime her nipples and thighs got a dose of electricity. To say nothing of what was going on between her legs. She was certain the big guillotine blade was just a bad joke but she really did not want to find out and her jaw was aching already.

Ann lost all track of time. Lisa and her helpers had long since gone. Person after person put their ten bucks in a jar and attempted to guide the little hoop around the intricate cluster of wire and each failed. Her nipples were throbbing and her pussy was on fire. She dare not complain as the rope clamped between her teeth seemed to get heavier with each passing minute. Many people had taken Lisa at her word and grabbed the chance to cop a feel of Ann’s helpless body.

All sense of time lost Ann realised that many people had gone. Despite the chill air Ann was bathed in perspiration. Melissa had stayed to the end, for which Ann was grateful. Now she was pretty much the last person there. Ann couldn’t let herself relax but she figured maybe at last her ordeal was coming to an end.

Melissa walked over slowly. Something in the way she looked at Ann made her feel uneasy.

*I knew you couldn’t resist the golden ticket”. Melissa’s voice was cold. “And I saw you make out with my man last month at the office party ... well bitch, payback time!”

Ann watched wide eyed with shock as Melissa stuffed a handful of bills in the jar and picked up the handle to the toy which controlled Ann’s torment. Melissa moved it a little way along carefully then just pushed it against the wire. Ann jumped helplessly as her nipples and thighs lit up once more. She whimpered as it stopped but Melissa just repeated. Over and over just a few seconds apart her former friend fried Ann with the help of the toy. Panting heavily around the wet rope Ann tried to beg but couldn’t make a coherent sound. Finally Melissa grabbed the wire toy and twisted it somehow, jamming it so it was always on. Ann gasped she wasn’t sure she could take much more. Still the machine assaulted her with a surge of current.

Melissa turned her back and walked away and something snapped inside Ann. She was broken and couldn’t resist any more. Her nipples were burning and her pussy was on fire. She whimpered and lost her grip on the rope.

There was an ominous click. The blade began to fall, slowly at first then ever faster. Ann barely had time to blink before she felt the sharp blow to the back of her neck. In quick succession her head, breasts, hands and legs fell the floor, while the rest of her toppled of the horse it was balanced on. Melissa didn't look back.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please meet Ann, the miracle of the girl in pieces” Lisa backed away and waved in the direction of the next exhibit.

Ann blinked and smiled weakly. It was the fourth show of the afternoon. Her head was on a pole in front of her sideshow stall. To one side of her, her pert breasts were mounted on a board for people to check out. Her legs were laid out on a table with her hands with her torso mounted on another pole like a tailor's dummy. Lisa had promised she would be restored after the last of the weekend’s shows but until then all Ann could do was endure the humiliation of being gawked at and groped .