David's Magic 3 - Lotus

WARNING: This is an erotic magic story with a lot of bondage and strange stuff going on.  If that is not your thing, stop reading.  You have been warned.



David had been receiving complaints from the girls that the show was becoming a little too risqué even for Vegas.  His tendency to take tricks too far and play tricks on his assistants was starting to get him into trouble with the girls.  He realized this, but he couldn't change.  What was the point of being a great magician if you didn't have a little fun?

It was Saturday night and he had a new trick for his finale.  As a finale goes, it wasn't very spectacular, but he thought it would keep people talking and boost the take at the gate.  Even at his caliber, he had to worry about making a profit.

These were the thoughts in David's mind as the curtain rose on his last trick...

David sat on a low table as Sarah danced out in a suntan colored bodystocking.  It shimmered in the lights and gave a lovely sheen to her legs and breasts.  Her naughty bits were covered by rhinestone petals.  She knew David would probably remove them in the end, as it was, well, part of her contract so to speak.

A keen observer would notice nude colored straps around her ankles, upper thighs, and above her elbows.  Each strap had a metal ring that you could hook with something.

Sarah approached the table and started her standard contortionist routine.  She did a standing split, leaned forward onto the table, and let her upper leg bend over her shoulder so her foot tapped David in the nose.

He stood up and she climbed onto the table and sat down.  She lifted one nylon covered foot and placed it on the opposite thigh, and then did the same with the other, so she was now in the classic lotus position.   David pulled her legs as tightly into the position as possible in order to line up the metal ring on her ankle bands with the rings on her thigh bands.  He took a small padlock and locked the rings together.  As he let go of her leg, it pulled tight against the lock.  Sarah was now locked into a very tight lotus position.

She then raised herself up onto her knees and leaned forward, so she was now lying face down on the bench.   Continuing her routine, she used her excellent abs to lift her legs off the table and bend them up and over her back, until her bound legs were immediately above her head and parallel to the table.  (see this if you need help visualizing)

It takes a lot of balance to keep a lotus position when you're in a full backbend and arms are critical for that balance.  Since the next part required her arms, David picked up a metal frame and placed it around her.  The frame was shaped in the form of two hollow boxes, one on top of the other.  This frame was just big enough to contain her legs, and they could swing side to side a bit and still stay in place.

Once the frame was in place, Sarah lifted her left arm and pushed it up and through the tiny gap that existed between her ankle and her thigh.  David pulled on it until her elbow emerged and locked the ring on her upper arm to the rings linking her ankle and thigh.  Relying on the frame for balance now, Sarah pushed her right arm through the gap on that side of her lotus position.  David locked her upper arm in the same way and then produced a pair of handcuffs.  He cuffed her hands together and stepped back.

Sarah was now bound beyond belief.   Her beautifully rounded ass rested in the curving arch of her back, leaving no gap between the shimmering nylon that was accentuating every curve.  Her legs were pulled tight into the lotus and then locked there, while her arms were pulled up through her legs and that made her backbend all the more extreme.

David picked up a blade.  A sheet of steel  that was the same size as the area covered by the frame.  He started to slide the blade into the horizontal gap that ran through the center of the frame.  Funny how nobody had noticed that until now?

As he slid it in a groove above Sarah's head, Sarah raised her legs a bit to ensure the blade went below them.  David then slammed the blade home, bisecting her arms and penetrating her arched back.  David quickly shoved a second blade home and the frame was now two boxes, one with a bottom that contained legs and one with a top that contained the rest of Sarah.

David rotated the top box.  It rotated behind Sarah's stomach and made it clear to all she had been divided.  David stopped when the top box was rotated 180 degrees from where it started.  

The top box now seemingly levitated above thin air.  Sarah's arms and hands rose out of the blade above her crossed legs.  Her legs rested on the steel that now divided her back.

David reached into the box and tickled the soft arches of Sarah's feet.  Being locked down and in her position, there was really nothing she could do.  Her hands were useless being pulled up so far and then locked together.  She squirmed as best she could.

With the extreme backbend and angle, and her legs in the lotus position, Sarah's venus mound rose prominently between her legs.  David took out a handkerchief and placed it over her mound and whisked it way, leaving a gaping hole in Sarah's bodystocking.  

David rested a hand on Sarah's hairless mound, and massaging it back and forth, addressed the audience.  "I've been told I've been having too much fun in my show lately.  I believe in everyone at my show having fun, so with tonight's conclusion, I leave you with a parting gift.  Feel free to get a close up inspection of this trick in the lobby after the show.  Sarah will be on display for two hours.  Thank you all for coming!"

Sarah let out a feeble "What?", but in her position she could hardly make a sound.  The clapping drowned out her protests as she was wheeled off the stage, and her legs were carried to the lobby.

The blade holding Sarah's legs was placed ontop of a glass table in the center of the lobby.  The audience was amazed at how her back arched onto (or was it into?) the blade and then seemed to disappear.  The same was true of her arms.  

People lined up all around the display to feel her nylon covered legs and tickle her feet.  Her hands would shake violently whenever they did this, which raised great humor in the audience.  But what got the most attention was her cleanly shaven pussy.  Legs could be faked.  Maybe even arms and hands, but all the men agreed, this was the real thing.

Meanwhile, backstage, Sarah had gotten her voice back.  She was still in a tight backbend with her arms and back disappearing into the blade that ran over her head, but she had caught her breath.

"How could you do this?  Go get my legs ou -ooh- of there -eh- right now!"

David wasn't giving.  "No, look at what it is doing for post show sales.  We'll double our take from shows like this."

Melisa came to Sarah's defense, "David, you know we didn't sign up to be put on display like this.  That is what she is out there.  She is on display."

"How is it different from being on display in the show?"

Sarah shook violently as someone tickled her feet.

"This is complet- aiiiyee!", Sarah yelped as someone in the lobby inserted a cigar you know where.  "Someone just put something in me!" she exclaimed.

"It doesn't matter.  She is to remain out there like I promised the audience.  We'll keep our promises and she is not to be moved.  Is that understood?"

David's assistants stood there mystified, thinking "next time this could be me."

Meanwhile, camera flashes fired in the lobby as hands continued to caress Sarah's bottom half.  Word of mouth was starting to spread publicity that money cannot buy.