Cassie whimpered as Lisa’s finger edged up her inner thigh. From her unique viewpoint inside the other half of the magic box across the room she watched the sexy magician’s finger slide up the inside edge of her black bikini bottoms and brush oh so close to her.. Cassie moaned in frustration as Lisa pulled the finger away and instead ran it playfully under the waistband of her skimpy outfit. Biting her lip all Cassie could do was watch as Lisa played with the bikini strings, pulling them with her teeth without ever quite removing them. Cassie could feel Lisa’s breath on her hips, her fingers on her tender skin. She closed her eyes tight, willing Lisa to pull the damned bikini away and ….
“So now do you believe that the magic is real?” Lisa ran her finger over Cassie’s bare leg again.
“I . I mean maybe I do but it makes no sense, how … howcome? “
“Honestly the easiest thing to do is accept it. It doesn't matter how it works or why You will get used to it. Just know that it does and that however crazy things get you will always be safe in the end.”
“So this job. How would it work ? Is it just for the show once a week or whatever ? I have bills you know”
“Well it all depends on you really.” Lisa stood up and walked back across the room to Cassie’s top half and opened the door to the magic box. In the mirror Cassie could see her bikini clad top half for the first time. Her breasts were rising and falling and glistened with a sheen of excitement. She clenched her fists and took a deep breath.
“What do you mean what I would like ? Surely it's just a case of learning the act and doing the shows ? How many shows are there ? '' Cassie was confused.
“I couldn't afford a full time assistant on one show a week. No, the real fun is in the alternative shows and of course the private hires ..”
“Alternative ? Private ? “ Cassie was feeling like she was missing something important, her discomfort not helped at all when Lisa, rather than answering her question, reached in and undid the laces of her black bikini top.
“Hey! What the !?! Why ? “ Cassie blushed furiously, wrapping her right arm over her generous breasts as they spilled free of the bikini .
“Aw c’mon, I have seen it all before. Besides, you really think that sawing someone in half for a bunch of kids or retired folk on a Saturday night is gonna get us rich ? Its not 1976.”
“I. Er “
Cassie figured deep down she knew the answer . The implications .Her mind was back to her first time in a box again. But she needed to hear it, to let it sink in, before she could believe she was really considering it.
Lisa looked serious for a moment. “The shows are great, the foundation, I will always love them, but magic is a niche attraction these days. So to make a real success we do alternative shows, sideshow, burlesque, adult, fetish even”. Even as Cassie swallowed loudly Lisa moved her arms down and ran her finger under the curve of Cassie's left breast. Cassie took a deep breath and closed her eyes as Lisa’s fingers moved slowly higher …
“So you mean I have to get my kit off? “ Cassie whimpered as Lisa gently twirled her nipple.
“Of course you do” Lisa sounded as if if were the most obvious thing in the world. Cassie moaned loudly. On the one hand she felt like she ought to run, once she was able to. But she kept thinking back to her first adventure in Lisa’s box. It had been out of order, embarrassing, and yet exciting and sexy. She moaned again, it was impossible to think straight with the sexy magician feeling her breasts.
“So what do you think ? Got an answer ? Want to see more magic ? “
“I, um … ungh… can’t think if you are … mm…. More magic…Oh”
Lisa simply smiled and walked away, quickly reconnecting the boxes with the two parts of Cassie inside. Cassie shuddered as the blades slid out of her. It felt almost as good as when they had gone in! Lisa swung open the doors and Cassie stepped out, legs a little shaky still, and ran her hands over her hips and sides.
“Don’t worry, you can’t see the join! What would you like to try ? “
“I . I mean, I have no idea. Surprise me I guess?”
“Thats the spirit! “
Lisa grinned and led Cassie towards another of the many tricks scattered around the warehouse, “How about this”.
Cassie looked at the basket with a combination of suspicion and relief. “OK I think I know this one. I get in the basket, you put a few swords through and then I reappear unharmed from the back of the stage or something ? “
“Something like that … hop in.”
Lisa took the lid of the basket. Cassie realised it was a little smaller than she first figured. She stepped in and crouched down, she had wriggle a bit but with her knees against her chest she was barely in. She took a deep breath and tried to duck her head into a space she wasn't sure was there.
“It’s OK, thats fine.”
Cassie relaxed but looked puzzled. Even more so when Lisa fitted the lid. Instead of concealing the redhead in the small basket it wrapped tightly around her neck leaving her head protruding from the top, clearly visible, and , once Lisa had closed a few toggles, secured.
“But If I am still here how ? “
Cassie’s question faded to nothing, her mouth fell open wordlessly. Lisa had already picked out a wicked looking sword and was lining it up with the side of the basket.
“But I …. “
Cassie squealed in alarm as Lisa pushed the tip of the blade into the basket. She could feel the cold metal point against her upper arm. For a split second there was a flash of pain as she felt the sword bite into her soft flesh. She started to scream. But almost at once the pain was replaced once again with a blissful, almost sexual feeling. The scream became a low moan as she felt the sword’s relentless progress, only fading to a tingle with the blade emerged from the other side of the basket.
“Oh my gods that feels .. so intense. Is it always like that ? “
“Addictive isnt it! “ Lisa grinned. “Every trick is different and your mood and the setting can have an effect on the reaction you feel but yes.”
Lisa moved behind Cassie and started to guide another sword through the back of the basket, and of course Cassie, who closed her eyes and saw stars as the blade emerged from between her breasts before bursting out the front of the basket.
“So yes you will probably be naked and the like, trust me I won’t be asking you to do anything I wouldn’t do myself”.
Cassie whimpered again. There was already another sword, she could feel it driving towards her navel. She was almost certain that this was not the most sensible way to conduct a negotiation for a new career and had a strong suspicion that Lisa’s assurance that she had been there and done that whilst probably true might not rule out much.
“I, er I don’t know how I feel about being nnnggghhh AH”
The next sword was travelling sideways through the basket near the base, taking a path through each of Cassie’s thighs.
“I mean I…. Oh god that feels so .. I mean I am meant to be a career girl you argh ohhhh you know. Isn’t getting your kit off for money a lit……..mmph”
Lisa had picked up two more swords and was feeding them through the wicker weave behind Cassie again she could feel their hard points at her shoulder blades.
“You will probably clear $10,000 most months if we stay busy, and I think we will..”
Cassie gasped.
“Card on table , if you get into some of the private hires then it could be double that or more..”
Cassie’s mind was reeling, not so much from her new found earning potential as the blades currently sliding through her back. The burst out through her bare breasts and into her legs just under her knees, then out again at the top of her shins before finally poking out the front of the basket. With a final whimper Cassie passed out.
Cassie opened one eye gingerly. She could feel the heavy metal of the sabres through her body still. She wasn’t sure if it hurt or felt like the aftermath of the best sex ever. She opened the other eye, saw Lisa and moaned again. The magician was stood over her brandishing another sword, which seemed longer, wider and more foreboding than the others.
“Sounds odd but trust me when I say when you are up there on stage looking amazing and doing something dangerous and impossible you are the most powerful person in the room”
Cassie wasn’t sure what she felt at that moment but powerful wasn’t the first word that sprang to mind. Helpless, drained, nervous, maybe even excited were all ahead. She was still trying to form a question when Lisa pushed firmly on her forehead and Cassie found herself staring at the beams of the warehouse roof. Lisa lowered the sword and Cassie found herself opening her mouth without being asked. Lisa grinned and slowly, slowly lowered the sword. Cassie half expected to feel a rush of warm blood down the back of her throat as the steel blade slid between her teeth. There was no doubt it was passing through the soft flesh of her throat, she had to fight to suppress a gag. The sensations became more bizarre, indescribable even. She was certainly aware of the blade parting the various parts of her insides that stood in its way. There was no pain as such and the wave of gently pleasurable feelings was much more sustained but there was no doubt that a length of cold hard steel was descending through her.
At the last moment it dawned on Cassie where the sword’s final destination might actually be. She let out a strangled gasp as she felt the blade exit through her tender pussy and there was nothing subtle or implied about the jolt of erotic energy which accompanied it.
“So now do you believe its real?”
Lisa was wearing a mischievous grin. If Cassie felt ill equpped to negotiate her new role before this was something else. She tried to moan and mumble around the sword, rolling her eyes at the tall brunette towing above her.
“Thought so!”
……..
Four am. Cassie had had the same dream almost every night since her meeting with Lisa and she still didn’t know what to do. She replayed events over and over in her mind, knowing that she had no chance of sleep. Again. Her mind was back in the rehearsal room already. She pictured the sword passing through her one more time as she drifted back to sleep
Cassie woke with a start as her alarm went off. She swore quietly, she had to be at work in an hour and all she wanted to do was snooze the alarm and finish the dream. But she needed to go to work and she needed to make a decision. Was she really going to hand in her notice and instead make a living getting sawn and spiked and god knows what for the amusement of strangers? If nothing else she wouldn’t have to get up so early .
After Lisa had let Cassie out they had opened a bottle of wine and had a fairly sensible discussion, considering Cassie was perched on a thin model sawing box wearing only a bikini bottom with a hole in the most important place. They discussed some practical things properly and Lisa shared some tales of the “private hires” she had been involved with. Cassie had been expecting some fairly exotic tales but her mind was well and truly blown more than once. Lisa had assured her that to begin with the shows would be more than enough and that anyway Lisa would still be “enjoying” some of the private bookings herself and that she had a couple of other assistants that helped out from time to time. Intriguingly Lisa explained that although Cassie would never be put in a position to do something she hadn’t agreed to in principle it was often fun and indeed improved the show if the assistant was in the dark as to the actual details.
Cassie’s thoughts were interrupted by her phone buzzing. She sighed then smiled when she realised it was a message from Lisa.
“So, are you in ? “
Under the text there was a short video. Cassie clicked on the link and watched, amazed. As the shot panned out Lisa was revealed in the studio, quite naked. She looked stunning, long legs, toned midriff, generous curves in all the right places. But it wasn’t Lisa’s impressive figure that made Cassie writhe a little under the bed clothes. Lisa was tied spread eagled to a wooden table, held in place with steel manacles and chains. And swinging lazily above her was a large curved blade on some sort of pendulum device. Cassie watched for a few more seconds; the blade seemed to get closer to Lisa’s bare belly with every swing. As the blade swung closet Cassie could see the magician try to push herself down into the wooden surface beneath her and breath in hard. Despite these efforts Cassie was certain the blade would slice into the unprotected flesh beneath it on the next pass. At that moment the movie stopped and was replaced with a screen of text reading simply “Are you in ?”
Casse was in.