Piecemeal Maiden
Chardonnay smiled at her new volunteer. “Thank you, Lisa! Ladies and gentlemen, please give her a hand!”
The brunette, hair in a ponytail, waved at the audience. She was wearing a loose-fitting blue blouse with elbow-length sleeves, black slacks, and heels. She smiled, then turned back to the magicienne as she started to speak.
“Now, at this point,” Chardonnay said, “I’d normally have my assistants restrain me for an escape… but, alas, no assistants.”
Lisa seemed to bounce a bit on her feet. “You want me to help tie you up, then? Sure!”
“You’re very eager, Lisa! I like that. But rope, as you can imagine, isn’t the most difficult restraint to escape from. I’m using something a bit less flexible.” Chardonnay picked up two oddly shaped shackles that were sitting on a thin wooden board that was mounted on casters. “And the whole thing is sort of complicated for a volunteer to figure out.”
Lisa nodded.
“So,” Chardonnay continued, “Why don’t I show you how you’ll be restraining me? I can demonstrate on you first, and you can tell the audience for yourself exactly how securely trapped and helpless I’ll be once you put them on me.”
Lisa paused, then said hesitantly, “Well… okay, I guess. I’ve been in tight spots before.”
Chardonnay beamed. “Wonderful! But I’m a little worried about those slacks. These shackles might pinch the fabric.”
Lisa stared. “You want me to take off my pants?”
“You’re wearing underwear, I assume, Lisa. Anyway, your top is pretty long, so it should cover up everything down to mid-thigh.” Chardonnay blinked seductively, smiling. “I don’t see why you wouldn’t want to show off those legs of yours.”
Lisa sighed, and took her shoes off. “You have a point. These slacks were pretty expensive.” She reached under her blouse to unbutton them, and slid them down her legs, then put her shoes back on. The audience applauded. Lisa waved back. “I don’t know how I constantly let myself be talked into these sort of situations.”
Chardonnay smiled, “Well, we are in Vegas, and they do give away free drinks if you’re playing in the casino. Have you been lucky, lately, Lisa?”
Lisa looked down at her bare legs, then up at the audience, then back to the magicienne. “I guess that depends on what happens next,” she smirked. The audience laughed.
“Here, Lisa. See how these fit on your ankles,” Chardonnay set the shackles down on the board. Lisa slipped off her shoes and stepped up onto the board, sliding her heels into the boxy back part of each shackle, then bending over to shut the metal straps in front of her ankles, leaving the front part of her feet exposed.
“They’re snug, but not too bad,” Lisa smiled.
Chardonnay handed her two more shackles. “Try these on your wrists, then.”
The volunteer slid the metal over her hand. “These look more like fingerless gloves than shackles. I can wiggle my fingers, but not move my hand or thumb…”
Chardonnay stepped up and touched the shackles on her wrists. There was an audible click, and two padlocks suddenly dangled from the latches. “Hey!” Lisa started to say, when Chardonnay bent over, giving the audience a view of the black thong on the back of her costume, and padlocked the shackles on Lisa’s ankles.
零敲碎打的少女霞多丽笑了她新的志愿者。"谢谢你,丽莎!女士们,先生们,请给她一只手!"深肤色的女人,头发梳成马尾辫,在观众们挥了挥手。她穿着一件宽松的蓝色衬衫与弯头长度袖子,黑色的休闲裤和高跟鞋。她笑了笑,然后转身塔,当她开始说话。"现在,在这一点上,"霞多丽说,"我通常会抑制我的逃跑......我助理可是,唉,没有助手。"丽莎似乎有点反弹在她的脚上。"你要我帮忙把你绑起来,然后呢?当然!""你很急,丽莎!我喜欢。但绳,正如你所想象的并不是最困难的约束来逃避。我用的东西有点不太灵活。"霞多丽捡起两个形状怪异的枷锁,坐在一块安装在施法者的薄木板上。",整件事是让志愿者找出某种复杂。丽莎点点头。"那么,"霞多丽继续说,"为什么不告诉你如何你会抑制我?能够在你第一次,你可以告诉观众自己到底如何安全地被困,并无奈我会一旦你把它们放在我身上。丽莎停顿了一下,然后迟疑地说,"好吧好吧,我猜。我已经在紧点。霞多丽笑了。"太棒了!但我有点担心那些休闲裤。这些束缚可能捏织物"。Lisa stared. “You want me to take off my pants?”“You’re wearing underwear, I assume, Lisa. Anyway, your top is pretty long, so it should cover up everything down to mid-thigh.” Chardonnay blinked seductively, smiling. “I don’t see why you wouldn’t want to show off those legs of yours.”Lisa sighed, and took her shoes off. “You have a point. These slacks were pretty expensive.” She reached under her blouse to unbutton them, and slid them down her legs, then put her shoes back on. The audience applauded. Lisa waved back. “I don’t know how I constantly let myself be talked into these sort of situations.”Chardonnay smiled, “Well, we are in Vegas, and they do give away free drinks if you’re playing in the casino. Have you been lucky, lately, Lisa?”Lisa looked down at her bare legs, then up at the audience, then back to the magicienne. “I guess that depends on what happens next,” she smirked. The audience laughed.“Here, Lisa. See how these fit on your ankles,” Chardonnay set the shackles down on the board. Lisa slipped off her shoes and stepped up onto the board, sliding her heels into the boxy back part of each shackle, then bending over to shut the metal straps in front of her ankles, leaving the front part of her feet exposed.“They’re snug, but not too bad,” Lisa smiled.Chardonnay handed her two more shackles. “Try these on your wrists, then.”The volunteer slid the metal over her hand. “These look more like fingerless gloves than shackles. I can wiggle my fingers, but not move my hand or thumb…”Chardonnay stepped up and touched the shackles on her wrists. There was an audible click, and two padlocks suddenly dangled from the latches. “Hey!” Lisa started to say, when Chardonnay bent over, giving the audience a view of the black thong on the back of her costume, and padlocked the shackles on Lisa’s ankles.
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