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Of all the things to be left in his Grandfather’s will, the strange-looking box was the last thing Rick expected. He knew his grandfather was a magician of some fame in the 40’s, but Rick wasn’t one to really get into what he called Granddad’s “Hocus Pocus Stuff”. That was before he read the letter his grandfather had left him. It read:
“Dearest Rick,
I know that you found my early career rather foolish, but I think you will find this Illusion rather useful. You see, it was given to me by my father, who came across it during his travels in India. This can make you quite financially comfortable, as it did me, because it is REAL!! I know you will not believe this, as I didn’t at first, but follow the instructions I’ve left and give it a try. I don’t know HOW it works…only that it does. Put it to good use.
With Love,
Granddad”
He had spent some long hours in the basement of his house experimenting with the thing, and now he was beyond disbelief, having seen the thing work. It was similar to the boxes used in the classic “Zig-Zag” illusion, where an assistant is placed in the upright box and after some flashy moves, the middle of her body was “removed”. This one however, was quite a bit taller with about three and a half feet extending up from where he assumed the head of an assistant would go. At the very top were two holes like stocks, to hold the assistant’s wrists in place and outside of the top of the box. She would have to hold her arms high over her head to get in that position, and would be quite stretched out. This box also seemed to be set up for many more divisions than the classic three.
Rick tried the illusion out on a mannequin that he bought from the local department store, and his disbelief ended there. There were no blades to this illusion, only a series of breaks in the box where sections of it could be removed once the assistant was inside. He placed the mannequin in the box, closed it up and began moving pieces around. To make a long story somewhat shorter, when he opened a panel on the front of any of the pieces he’d moved around, there in front of his eyes was a piece of the mannequin. After putting the whole mess back together, he was shocked to pull out a quite solid mannequin, none the worse for wear. He remembered his grandfather’s words in his departing letter… “Put it to good use”. Oh yeah, Rick thought, I sure will. For he had no desire to be a famous magician with this amazing piece of arcana, but it was going to serve its purpose very well in satisfying his life-long fetish. Now to find a willing assistant….
Jessica received the call from her employer, a local escort service, to be at the house at 7 P.M.
She was 24, a little short at 5’ 4”, but with a body that more than made up for her lack of statuesque height. Not overly thin, and with breasts just a tad larger and fuller than one would expect on a girl of her stature. These topped off a ribcage that tapered down to a slim waist with just enough meat on it to be sexy. A pair of hips the exact width of her chest sat on top of a pair of legs that made her appear taller than she actually was, ending in a soft, perfectly pedicured pair of feet. Topping off this angelic form was a shoulder-length mane of auburn hair, wavy with blond highlights. Her eyes (which she believed were her best sellable feature) were deep brown, slightly upcurving and gave her a look of sweet youth and innocence, on a face that could melt steel with its high cheekbones and “bee-stung” lips.
She was wearing a brown overcoat, with her “costume” for this particular evening underneath.
The agency she worked for catered to all types of fetishes, but this was a new one for her. The gentleman had requested a girl dressed as a sexy Magician’s Assistant. She understood that she would be “performing” in a mock illusion for this gentleman. Oh well, Jessica thought, to each their own quirk. Plus this one was really paying…$2500.00 all up front!!
“Good evening,” Rick said as he opened the door for Jessica, “You are lovelier than the agency said you were.” Always the charmer, just like Granddad… “I believe you’ve worn something special for our time together?”
When Jessica coyly smiled and let the overcoat slip off her shoulders, Rick’s jaw nearly dropped. Jessica was barely covered in a violet sequined bikini. It was little more than elastic strings holding patches of fabric over three important areas. Dangling from under the top were light, feathery tassles that lightly brushed over her ribcage as she walked over to Rick’s couch and sat down. Her long, flawless legs ended in a pair of six-inch sparkly violet heels that laced around her ankles with the thinnest of straps.
“So, you’re into magic?” she asked while thinking that this one wasn’t half bad looking for a change. About 6 feet, built well, sandy brown hair, a bit long. Not bad at all Jess, she thought. She might just enjoy this. She had a few kinks of her own, and unlike some of the girls who worked with her, she wasn’t only in it for the money. She was quite a sexual person, which made her a popular choice among the agency’s regulars. She got paid to do what came naturally for her.
“Let’s just say that it runs in the family.” Rick slyly answered as he poured Jessica a glass of wine. “My Grandfather made a bit of a living out of it back in the old days. To be honest with you, I was always turned on by the gorgeous assistants, and it’s always been a fantasy of mine to have one to myself for a while. The thought of a beautiful young girl like yourself, locked in one of my Illusions, makes me…very happy….”
“So,” Jessica said with a sideways glance, “Am I getting ‘Sawn in Half’?” She kept the coy smile on him and played right along, little knowing how serious he really was.
“Well,” Rick replied with a ladykiller look of his own, “It’s more about the apparatus than the Illusion. I just like helpless women, and the setting of magic is my particular thing, so to speak.”
“Good” she said in relief “I don’t want to be REALLY cut in half by some nut-job, you know!”
Laughing, she took another sip of her wine. Rick hated lying to her, but he needed to set her at ease, letting her think that it was just an elaborate bondage game.
“Oh no, nothing like that. Like I said…I just like to have some fun…..So, if you’re ready, come downstairs and let me show you what I have prepared for this evening’s amusement, my lovely guest.”
As Jessica got up and walked toward the basement door and Rick got a good look at the tight little body that would soon be his to do with as he pleased, he silently thanked his grandfather for the gift that was about to make this a night he would never forget. Come to think of it, he thought, I doubt little Jessica here is ever going to forget it either………
(To be Continued)
“Dearest Rick,
I know that you found my early career rather foolish, but I think you will find this Illusion rather useful. You see, it was given to me by my father, who came across it during his travels in India. This can make you quite financially comfortable, as it did me, because it is REAL!! I know you will not believe this, as I didn’t at first, but follow the instructions I’ve left and give it a try. I don’t know HOW it works…only that it does. Put it to good use.
With Love,
Granddad”
He had spent some long hours in the basement of his house experimenting with the thing, and now he was beyond disbelief, having seen the thing work. It was similar to the boxes used in the classic “Zig-Zag” illusion, where an assistant is placed in the upright box and after some flashy moves, the middle of her body was “removed”. This one however, was quite a bit taller with about three and a half feet extending up from where he assumed the head of an assistant would go. At the very top were two holes like stocks, to hold the assistant’s wrists in place and outside of the top of the box. She would have to hold her arms high over her head to get in that position, and would be quite stretched out. This box also seemed to be set up for many more divisions than the classic three.
Rick tried the illusion out on a mannequin that he bought from the local department store, and his disbelief ended there. There were no blades to this illusion, only a series of breaks in the box where sections of it could be removed once the assistant was inside. He placed the mannequin in the box, closed it up and began moving pieces around. To make a long story somewhat shorter, when he opened a panel on the front of any of the pieces he’d moved around, there in front of his eyes was a piece of the mannequin. After putting the whole mess back together, he was shocked to pull out a quite solid mannequin, none the worse for wear. He remembered his grandfather’s words in his departing letter… “Put it to good use”. Oh yeah, Rick thought, I sure will. For he had no desire to be a famous magician with this amazing piece of arcana, but it was going to serve its purpose very well in satisfying his life-long fetish. Now to find a willing assistant….
Jessica received the call from her employer, a local escort service, to be at the house at 7 P.M.
She was 24, a little short at 5’ 4”, but with a body that more than made up for her lack of statuesque height. Not overly thin, and with breasts just a tad larger and fuller than one would expect on a girl of her stature. These topped off a ribcage that tapered down to a slim waist with just enough meat on it to be sexy. A pair of hips the exact width of her chest sat on top of a pair of legs that made her appear taller than she actually was, ending in a soft, perfectly pedicured pair of feet. Topping off this angelic form was a shoulder-length mane of auburn hair, wavy with blond highlights. Her eyes (which she believed were her best sellable feature) were deep brown, slightly upcurving and gave her a look of sweet youth and innocence, on a face that could melt steel with its high cheekbones and “bee-stung” lips.
She was wearing a brown overcoat, with her “costume” for this particular evening underneath.
The agency she worked for catered to all types of fetishes, but this was a new one for her. The gentleman had requested a girl dressed as a sexy Magician’s Assistant. She understood that she would be “performing” in a mock illusion for this gentleman. Oh well, Jessica thought, to each their own quirk. Plus this one was really paying…$2500.00 all up front!!
“Good evening,” Rick said as he opened the door for Jessica, “You are lovelier than the agency said you were.” Always the charmer, just like Granddad… “I believe you’ve worn something special for our time together?”
When Jessica coyly smiled and let the overcoat slip off her shoulders, Rick’s jaw nearly dropped. Jessica was barely covered in a violet sequined bikini. It was little more than elastic strings holding patches of fabric over three important areas. Dangling from under the top were light, feathery tassles that lightly brushed over her ribcage as she walked over to Rick’s couch and sat down. Her long, flawless legs ended in a pair of six-inch sparkly violet heels that laced around her ankles with the thinnest of straps.
“So, you’re into magic?” she asked while thinking that this one wasn’t half bad looking for a change. About 6 feet, built well, sandy brown hair, a bit long. Not bad at all Jess, she thought. She might just enjoy this. She had a few kinks of her own, and unlike some of the girls who worked with her, she wasn’t only in it for the money. She was quite a sexual person, which made her a popular choice among the agency’s regulars. She got paid to do what came naturally for her.
“Let’s just say that it runs in the family.” Rick slyly answered as he poured Jessica a glass of wine. “My Grandfather made a bit of a living out of it back in the old days. To be honest with you, I was always turned on by the gorgeous assistants, and it’s always been a fantasy of mine to have one to myself for a while. The thought of a beautiful young girl like yourself, locked in one of my Illusions, makes me…very happy….”
“So,” Jessica said with a sideways glance, “Am I getting ‘Sawn in Half’?” She kept the coy smile on him and played right along, little knowing how serious he really was.
“Well,” Rick replied with a ladykiller look of his own, “It’s more about the apparatus than the Illusion. I just like helpless women, and the setting of magic is my particular thing, so to speak.”
“Good” she said in relief “I don’t want to be REALLY cut in half by some nut-job, you know!”
Laughing, she took another sip of her wine. Rick hated lying to her, but he needed to set her at ease, letting her think that it was just an elaborate bondage game.
“Oh no, nothing like that. Like I said…I just like to have some fun…..So, if you’re ready, come downstairs and let me show you what I have prepared for this evening’s amusement, my lovely guest.”
As Jessica got up and walked toward the basement door and Rick got a good look at the tight little body that would soon be his to do with as he pleased, he silently thanked his grandfather for the gift that was about to make this a night he would never forget. Come to think of it, he thought, I doubt little Jessica here is ever going to forget it either………
(To be Continued)
