After making some things clear regarding the importance of trust, Annie returns to her friends studio to make some world class art 

Annie’s next adventure into magical contortion.

“Hi Annie, thanks for coming.”

“Hi Sam. Good to see you again. What does he have in mind this time ? Is Chloe busy again ?”

Annie took a deep breath. Kurt’s brunette P.A. was very cute and not for the first time Annie wondered why she wasn’t in the show more herself.

“No, we didn't ask her this time. Kurt wanted you. “

“Oh. Ok. I am flattered, I think.”

Annie blushed as she recalled her first experience of helping Kurt. It had been mad, thrilling and all a  bit too much .

“And at least you know what you are letting yourself in for this time “

Annie nodded,

“Yes kind of,  and no funny business about the duration this time. It's for this afternoon and evening.contortion display. And we can both guess exactly what will being displayed”

“Quite a lot of Annie”

Sam just smiled.

Annie followed Sam through the gallery, glancing here and there at the exhibits. It was the usual mix of sculpture and oils, with a few antiques and the like thrown in which Kurt bought in to resell.. Annie paused a couple of times, a chinese looking vase was pretty, and a jade necklace hanging in a glass cabinet reminded her oddly of her first time “ helping” Kurt .

Annie stopped again, staring at a huge canvas hanging on an otherwise bare wall. She blushed again realising that Sam was standing right next to her also examining the picture intently.

“That was a fun afternoon.”

Annie nodded. It had been a good afternoon. It was the first time she had been back to the studio since that show. Kurt had asked if she would like to model for her. No catches, no show. Annie had had to think about it. That first time had been thrilling but Kurt hadn’t really played fair. Kurt had promised she wouldn’t be stuck again and had seemed very apologetic. He really had been so impressed with Annie as his centrepiece and was worried if he had let her out she wouldn’t come back. Once Annie had put him right about needing to be able to trust  him if she was going to let herself be placed in such vulnerable situations she had agreed to meet him at his studio the following Saturday.

That was when Kurt had introduced her to his new hyperflexibility spell.Which was in no small part what had tempted Annie back. She had felt the familiar mix of thrill and terror as she had stripped off once more, even though it was only in front of Kurt and Sam this time. Maybe there was a little more thrill and a little less fear. She remembered worrying she was getting used to it

  As Kurt had prepared his “spell” Sam had pushed out a small round marble stand that looked a bit like an oversize cake stand, about a couple of feet across the top. . Kurt had mumbled something then asked Annie to lay on the stand face down. With a little help from Sam Annie had positioned herself as requested, with her belly on the stand.

Annie’s fascination with contortion had meant she had practised long and hard to become more flexible but what had happened next was beyond not only her abilities but her wildest dreams. Kurt had, with her permission this time, grasped her firmly under her arms and begun to lift her up while Sam pushed down on her butt and lifted her legs. Together they had soon manoeuvred her into a backbend way beyond her normal abilities with the back of her head touching her knees. But they didn’t stop there. Kurt held her still while Sam parted Annie’s legs and began to pull them down and out, increasing the bend enormously. She hadn’t finished until, unbelievably she had crossed Annie’s legs in front of her!

Sam had held up a mirror for Annie to take in just what had happened. At first glance it seemed as if Annie was sitting cross legged on the marble stand. In fact she had been balancing on her belly, with her bare hips pointing back and up behind her and legs crossed under her boobs in front. She was still trying to take it all in when Kurt had mumbled some more and smiled. And with that Annie was held in the apparently impossible pose. Kurt had left her free to move from her chest up but his magic held the rest of her in its dramatic backbend and meant she didn't have to worry about balance, cramp or any other potential nuisances.

It had been a fun afternoon. Kurt had made sketches  of Annie to use later in making his actual painting. Annie had never understood why he couldn't just take a picture, but she it wasn’t like it was the only thing she didn’t understand. And in what Annie had taken as a sign that Kurt had taken on board her complaints he had explained how pleased he was with the look and asked if she was ok to stay in pose for the art class he was teaching that evening.

In truth Annie had had a blast, she felt somehow she belonged in her extreme pose and had enjoyed the attention of the class once she had got over the initial embarrassment of being on display in what was quite an explicit position in front of a bunch of strangers.

“Annie ? “

Annie took one more look at the painting of herself, Still not quite believing it was h. She felt a shiver up her spine and looked over to Sam.

“It’s OK, you can be proud, you looked amazing and you will again today.”

“Hi Annie, looking good, gonna look amazing, so excited. You are gonna love this. I think it will be a gamechanger.”



As usual Kurt was talking as if he had sunk half a dozen large coffees. He was holding a slender metal band which made Annie’s pulse quicken a little. A hint of thrill mixed with the fear Kurt was looking to over step again.

“It’s a collar..”



“Kurt I don’t..”



“No no it's ok . Listen with this on you lose control of your body…”



“That;s what I..”



“.. and gain the hyperflexibility. You are like a doll we can pose just as we like and you hold..”



“..and thats what I was ..”

“No, I know, its not what you think ..”

Annie sighed, trying to have a discussion with Kurt could be like trying to hold the tide back.

“Annie, he has made it so it senses your mood. All the time that you feel anything from enjoyment through calm, bored even a bit of concern the collar maintains the spell. However if  it detects you absolutely feel like you want out then it will stop the spell and you will be able to move out of the pose”.

“And just like before the collar provides all the balance you need and protects you from cramp and other boring realities.”

Annie looked at them both and ran the idea through in her head.

“So I am sort of locked in place but if I don’t think I like where things are going it will know that and free me?”



“Yes, you have to consciously and expressly think that you want out. We don't want it to go off all the time but if you are certain you want out you will be back in control of yourself completely.”



“OK well I guess that sounds like the best of both worlds. Only one way to find out, what next?”

Reassured that she could get some of the thrill of handing over control of herself to Kurt and Sam and yet not be totally helpless Annie followed them to a small side room to await her cue. Now that she knew she could undo whatever was done she found herself much happier to go along with Kurt’s desire that she not know what he had planned, to keep her reactions fresh apparently.

While Kurt headed off, presumably to meet and greet his guests Sam helped Annie get ready. As she stripped off her street clothes Annie realised she felt oddly comfortable naked in front of Sam, who was attending to her hair and make up.

“Do you want to try the collar, to get a feel for how it works?”

Annie felt her pulse race and her cheeks flush, this was it. She nodded shyly. Sam opened the slender metal hope and then closed it around Annie’s neck. It was tight, made to measure tight but not too tight. She looked confused, she didn’t feel any different.

“Ready?”

Annie nodded and Sam touched the clasp at the front of the collar and Annie felt a shiver spread through her like a wave, from her neck down. It was rather pleasant, she had to admit. It took her a second for her to realise that she couldn’t move a muscle. And another second to realise that wasn’t quite true.

“Oh, this is so odd!”

“He’s left your face so you can smile, speak, move your eyes but otherwise …”

Sam lifted Annie’s right arm and let go, and it just stayed there. Annie could feel Sam’s touch but otherwise felt nothing, it was no effort to hold the arm there, and however hard she willed it, it didn’t want to move. And yet it felt quite natural, as if it was how she should be.

“Now just check it works, think you really really want the collar to stop”

At first nothing happened but after ten or twenty seconds of thinking determinedly she absolutely definitely wanted out she felt that tingle again and herself gently return to normal.

“Wow, that's wild, like being a passenger in my own body! “



“Glad you like it. Kurt won’t be explaining all this as part of the show. Add to the mystery. He was going to start with the collar already working, so wanted to have you brought out on this… but only if you are cool with it.”

Sam wheeled out a hand truck, an L shaped trolley with two wheels at the base. Annie’s eyes widened when she saw the tall back had leather straps on it.

“You will be kinda stuck for a little while but it's only while I take you out and he gets started. Just adds to the theatricals and does mean you can’t fall off. Want to try it out while I get finished, it's only half an hour or less till we go.”

Sam gave a knowing smile. Annie just nodded and stood up and stepped onto the small platform of the trolley. Sam tightened the first wide leather strap around Annie’s shins and  the next over her thighs.

“Sure you are OK ? “

Annie nodded and Sam touched the collar. Once again Annie found herself unable to move. Frozen wasn't the word, she didn’t feel in any way stiff or unnatural, indeed she could feel the cool metal on her back and the leather pressing into her bare flesh  it was just that she was totally cut off from whatever sent a signal from her mind to make anything happen. Actually it was more like there was never any mechanism to allow her to move herself. Somehow having no control over her own body felt natural, normal even. Sam posed Annie’s arms by her sides then secured straps over her hips and just under her breasts. Annie’s heart skipped more than a few beats as Sam’s touch brushed over her chest. She could certainly feel that.  With a final strap over her shoulders Sam was done.

“Feel ok”

Annie went to nod, unsure what to say. Of course nothing happened.

“Fine, good. “



She mumbled softly. Maybe still being able to talk was a double edged sword.

Sam smiled and said no more. She tipped the trolly a little and carefully wheeled Annie back closer to the wall. She spent the next few minutes in and out of the room, no doubt attending to some final preparations out in the gallery , before returning and stripping off her jeans and top and slipping into a figure hugging black cocktail dress. Annie watched helplessly, although she was fairly sure if she wanted out she could override the collar and wriggle out of the straps, at first feeling like she was intruding and then realising that feeling like part of the furniture would be more accurate.

Finally it was showtime and Annie was wheeled out through a small crowd of well dressed guests. The contrast between them and her couldn’t be greater. While Kurt gave his usual nonsensical introduction Sam undid the straps. Annie’s heart quickened slightly. Was it being in front of the crowd, or Sam’s touch?

Kurt and Sam grabbed Annie under her arms and carried her into the spotlight. As Kurt held her up Sam knelt to move her left foot into an on pointe position then lifted her right leg out to the side. Annie fully expected to fall over as soon as Kurt let go but to the astonishment of both her and his guests the collar did it’s work and she held the pose, balanced on the very tip of her toes without any effort or as much as a tremor.  Kurt continued to raise Annie’s right leg while Sam moved her head down. Soon Annie was balanced on her toes in an oversplits pose she could never have dreamed of unaided, with her hands down by her left ankle, her body close to her left leg, with her head tilted up so she was looking out at the guests from about knee height. She could only imagine the view that those behind her had, her legs could hardly be further apart. Once Kurt had fussed and adjusted the pose, bringing her right foot even further forward  way above her head he stepped back to admire the view for a moment. Sam brought out an oversize lightbulb with one of those vintage size filaments inside and hung it from Annie’s big toe. There was no cable.

“Ladies and Gentlemen Annie now represents the power of lightness of being, the purity of nature when properly in balance. She’s a unique piece and priced accordingly.”

Annie was just wondering how someone as clever as Kurt managed to come up with such meaningless rubbish when she caught the last part of his intro. At once she felt the desire to move grow, to hell with what it did to the show. Sam must have guessed what Annie was thinking and crouched as if to make a small adjustment.

“We are gonna 3d scan you and use it to make a replica, don't worry you are safe”.

Annie relaxed at once, catching Sam’s eye and smiling quickly. She had missed what Kurt had been saying but felt him brush her inner thigh upwards. As he did the lightbulb glowed with a soft yellow light. He brushed a little lower and the colour became more red.

The next couple of hours were a bit of a blur. Annie was held by the collar with one leg pointing up to the ceiling, arcing gently over her head for a beyond 180 degree splits while she balanced perfectly but impossibly on her toes, her arms wrapped sensuously around her other leg. She could overhear snippets of people discussing her price, which was oddly thrilling now she knew she wasn’t actually being consigned to life as a light fitting. Often people would stroke her leg to play with the light, wondering at the lack of cable. Although grateful for the ability to communicate, Annie had decided to keep quiet and do her best to show no emotion whilst on public display, a choice she felt it helped the show.

Annie  realised she felt quite relaxed. She felt content. She knew she shouldn’t, she was stark naked in a room full of strangers in a pose that was beyond revealing and yet somehow she felt that she would be happy to stay as Kurt and Sam’s light fitting for as long as needed. It wasn’t scary, she didn’t want to be like it forever or anything odd, it just felt right for now. As if she was her real self at last.

“And now for the other highlight of the evening, the display of the Koonor Jade. “

At this Sam removed the lightbulb and gently, almost sensuously reposed Annie till she was standing normally. Annie was almost disappointed her display was ending. However, each touch sent a little shockwave up and down her spine and she wondered what effect the collar had on her state of mind.  Kurt arrived with a small table, just a foot square on slender waist high legs. Together Sam and Kurt lifted Annie. She really did feel like a doll.

They set her on the table so she was kneeling on the tiny surface. Kurt held her legs in place while Sam tipped her head back, further and further into a backbend way beyond Annie’s natural capability. They continued to fold her, opening her legs a little so they could feed her arms between her thighs and calves then draw them forward,  making the back bend into a triple bend. When they were done Annie’s chin rested on the small table between her knees while her boobs hung off the back. Her butt was sitting firmly on top of her head which meant that  hips and pussy were front and top. Sam crossed Annie’s arms in front of her knees at the front of the little table and carefully placed a small card with some information printed on it between her fingers.

It wasn’t an unfamiliar contortionist pose, albeit one Annie couldn’t normally hope to achieve and was it was given added impact by her state of undress. What really added to the impact was Kurt carefully arranging the jade pendant Annie had spotted earlier on her hips, just fractions of an inch from her pussy. Annie had never heard of the jewel but it soon became apparent that people felt the need to examine it very closely indeed. At least the gem’s apparent value meant people could look but not touch!

Once again Annie felt a curious peace descend upon her. As if being a naked display stand was as natural as going to her normal job. As if  having to wait to be posed was how she was meant to be.

“Great show Annie…did you have fun?”

The last of the champagne was drunk, the final guests had said goodbye and Kurt and Sam were clearing up. Annie watched on, still in her triple fold on the tiny table.

“I did, it's oddly calming being like this. Once you have posed me it feels like this is how I should be.”

“So knowing there is a way out helped ?”



“So much. It means I can relax and enjoy the whole thing. Thank you, I wouldn’t use it lightly.”

Kurt had already wandered off as usual.

“You know you can stay like that as long as you like”

Sam brushed Annie’s hip, Annie was sure she caught a gleam in her eye.

“Well I could enjoy this a little longer, how long were you thinking ? “

“If you don’t have any plans for the weekend I would really enjoy seeing how you look back at my place with my own art.”