Humiliated by a magician - chapter 4 (Patreon)

Humiliated by a magician - chapter 4

“This chick is crazy. I can’t believe they let her get away with a show like this.” I said to my girlfriend, Abby as we waited for Miss Magica to return to the stage after a brief intermission.

“I know, right! It’s crazy. But do you think it’s all real? Like the people on stage and stuff? Are they all just part of the act?” Abby asked me.

“I’m not sure, they’d have to be though, right? But they all look and sound so convincing.” I said, adjusting my jeans in case another unwanted erection made itself known. Half the stuff I had seen was a huge turn on, especially Miss Magica herself. She was an absolute knockout and her act seemed to result in her being naked more often than clothed.

Our conversation was interrupted by Miss Magica’s voice playing loud over the speaker in the auditorium. “Welcome back Ladies and Gentleman to the second part of my show! Sorry if I didn't get a chance to meet you all during the intermission. But hopefully I’ll be able to get some more people on stage to help me out with the rest of my act.” She was fully dressed for now in her shiny blue pants and open jacket with a tight top underneath, but I secretly hoped to see her take off her clothes at least once more. 

“So, any volunteers?” Miss Magica said, looking around at the audience. I saw a few people looking uncomfortable and shifting around in their seats. Clearly volunteers would be harder to come by after what had already happened.

“I dare you!” I said to Abby, quietly. 

“Me? Screw that, I’m not going up there.” She whispered back.

“Come on…You wanted to know if it was real. Go ahead and find out.” I said.

“I will if you will.” She replied, but Miss Magica must have overheard us talking, because I didn’t get a chance to reply.

“Sounds like we might have a taker over here.” She said, pointing in our direction. “One of you two lovely people want to get up here and see my magic first hand?” 

“Yeah, she would love to!” I said, pointing at Abby, who was now staring daggers at me.

“Is that right babe, you want to come up and help me out with this next trick?” Miss Magica said.

Abby shot me another glance, but I knew her competitive spirit had already won out, she was never one to back down from a challenge. “You know what. Yes, actually I would love to.” Abby said loudly, staring at me as she did.

“Well get on up here sweet cheeks.” Miss Magica said as the audience applauded Abby’s bravery. Abby stood up and made her way up onto the stage.

“Why don’t you tell everyone your name?” The magician said.

“I’m Abby.”

“Well it’s good to meet you Abby. So, what made you volunteer tonight?”

“Well I volunteered because my boyfriend, Jay, is too much of a chickenshit to do it himself!” Abby replied loudly, causing a few people in the audience to glance my way.

“Oh is that so? Well, don’t worry, I’m sure I can convince Jay to get up here soon. But first, let’s get this show on the road!” Miss Magica headed off to the side of the stage and wheeled in another large prop. It was a long horizontal box on wheels, a magician's prop that I instantly recognized as the old ‘saw a person in half’ trick.

“Okay, Abby,” Miss Magica said as she folded the box open, showing that it was empty. “I need you to climb up and lay down in this box.”

Abby did as she was asked, laying on her back inside the box with her head sticking out of one end and her feet sticking out of the other. I groaned internally as I saw where this was going, I knew how this trick worked. One side of the box would have a second person hidden with their body twisted at angle so their feet were sticking out, making it look like one person had been sawn in half when the two sections were pulled apart. I was just hoping Miss Magica would find a way to make it sexy, though I wasn’t sure how.

“Okay folks, I see some of you looking a little bored, oldest trick in the book right? But why don’t we go ahead and see if I can saw my lovely assistant in half anyways, just for fun?” Miss Magica pulled out a comically large saw from beneath the box and began running it back and forth along the middle section, where Abby’s waist would be.

She made a show of running the saw back and forth, making adorable little grunting sounds as she did, Abby just laid there quietly.

“Aaaand I think we’re done. Let’s see if it worked.” She discarded the saw and placed a hand on either side of the middle section and slowly pushed them apart. Sure enough, the two sections separated, leaving Abby’s top and bottom half a ways away from each other, with Miss Magica standing proudly in the centre.

The audience gave a polite clap, but anyone who had ever shown an interest in magic knew how this trick worked, so they were probably as uninterested as I was.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Boring, right? So let’s see if I can spice it up a little, huh.” Miss Magica walked down towards Abby’s feet which were still sticking out the bottom of the box, weirdly enough, whatever secret assistant might be in the box was wearing the same sneakers as Abby was. 

Miss Magica pulled off the sneakers and socks, leaving ‘Abby’s’ feet bare. “Doing okay over there Abby?” She asked.

“Yep, all fine over here.” Abby said, I figured she couldn’t see or feel much from her current vantage point.

Miss Magica began running one finger slowly up and down the sole of Abby’s bare foot, eliciting a giggle from Abby’s head. ‘That was careful timing’ I thought to myself.

“Hehehe, that tickles.” Abby said. I was sure she was just playing along.

“Okay, well you haven’t lost sensation in your feet, that’s good.” Miss Magica said. “But let’s try something else.

Miss Magica walked to the side of the box and removed some kind of locking pin, which caused the side panels to fold downward, exposing Abby’s jeans to the audience. She then began to unbutton the jeans and slowly pull them down, and I saw Abby’s face become a little concerned.

“Umm, Miss Magica, what’s going on?” She asked.

“Oh don’t you worry about it sweetheart, I’m just testing to make sure there was no permanent damage during the sawing.” I noticed the black thong was the same one Abby was wearing when we left the house earlier. Surely this had to have been coordinated beforehand.

Miss Magica had a devilish grin on her face as she slowly peeled the thong down Abby’s legs, leaving her lower half naked. She then brought a finger up to the junction between Abby’s legs and began softly stroking.

I watched carefully as Abby’s expression changed. “Ha…W-what’s going on.” She said, her face starting to flush a little, she was turned on!

“I think my lovely assistant might be feeling a little something. But to answer your question, dear, let me show you.” Miss Magica spun the two halves of the box ninety degrees so that Abby could turn her head and look at her own lower half.

“Holy shit! That’s me!” She said, seemingly surprised. Was she not actually playing along?

“Indeed it is. But I think we should really make sure everything's working.” Now that the boxes had been turned, I could clearly see Abby’s bare pussy, and it looked just like hers! I could also see Miss Magica’s fingers working their way back towards it.

“Oohhh, careful!” Abby said, moaning a little as Miss Magica carefully worked her fingers inside my girlfriend. 

“Oh! What is this?” Miss Magica had a shocked expression on her face for a second, before she pulled a short, pink dildo out of Abby’s exposed sex. I knew that hadn’t been there before.

“Hey, that’s not mine!” Abby said.

“Oh really? Because it fits you juuuust right.” Miss Magica replied, hitting a button so that the dildo started vibrating. “Why don’t we test it out.” She began sliding the vibrator back towards Abby’s pussy, slowly pushing it inside.

“Ooooh. H-hey I don’t think you should be…Ahh…Fuck!” Abby was clearly getting into whatever was happening, was this actually real?

“Ha, see, I told you it fits you perfectly.” Miss Magica said, sliding the vibe in and out of Abby. The audience were reacting a lot more now.

“Ohhh fuck. That’s….Mmmm!” Abby was definitely not faking now. I could see her face was flushed and her moans were real. She could actually feel the vibe working on her.

“Oh-oh. I think you in the front row may wanna be careful. You might be in the splash zone.” The audience laughed at the crude joke as Miss Magica worked the vibe around Abby’s exposed sex. 

“Oh shit. Miss I think…I think I’m gonna…” 

“Oh no you don’t!” Miss Magica clicked off the vibe and pulled it free of Abby’s sex, leaving her hanging.

“Shit! Come on! If you’re gonna embarrass me on stage at least let me get off!” Abby said.

“Sorry, sweetie, if you want to get off, you'll have to do it yourself.” I wondered what she meant by that comment, when she pulled a lever on the bottom section of the box.

I watched as the box tilted forwards so that it looked like Abby’s legs were standing upright. It was weird to see my girlfriend's legs standing up without her top half. Then Miss Magica wheeled the legs over towards Abby’s head, and I, along with everyone else, saw where the trick was going. 

A few moments later, Abby was staring up at her own, wet pussy, just inches above her head. “Don’t worry, hun, it doesn’t count as gay if it’s your own pussy you're licking.” Miss Magica said with a smile. 

The lower section of the box was lowered a couple of inches so that Abby was, however miraculously, sitting on her own face. “You wanted to get off, so get to work!” Miss Magica said, giving Abby’s pussy a light stroke.

“Mmmf!” Abby moaned into her own snatch, I couldn’t tell if it was in protest or not, but clearly it got a reaction, because everyone could see Abby begin licking herself towards an orgasm shortly after.

“Damn girl! Look at you go! You sure you haven’t done this before?” Miss Magica teased Abby as her tongue worked on her own pussy.

“Mmm. Mmf, mm!” Abby was moaning into herself as she worked at finishing the job Miss Magica had started.

“MMMMF!” Abby moaned loudly as she came on her own face, licking herself through the orgasm until the job was well and truly done.

“Let’s give her a round of applause folks!” Miss Magica said loudly as the audience cheered. When the box moved back to its original position, I could see Abby looking a little sheepish.

“Okay, now we just need to put you back together.” Miss Magica locked the two halves of the box back together and moved the side panels back into place, leaving just her feet sticking out again. I noticed that she never bothered to redress her legs.

“Aaaand I think we’re all done, let’s see if you're back in one piece.” Miss Magica dropped all sides of the box, exposing Abby’s, now whole, body, complete with her still naked lower half. “Ta-daaaa!”

“Ah!” Abby squeaked a little as she jumped out of the box and covered her lower half with her hands. “Can I have my jeans back now?” The audience laughed and clapped as Abby gathered up her clothes and left the stage. She had redressed herself by the time she got back to the seat. I wanted to ask her all about it, but Miss Magica didn’t give me the chance.

“So now that our dear old Abby has been up here, I think it’s time we have a word with the boyfriend.” Oh shit.

“Ha! Your turn, babe. I did my part. Now you have to get up on stage.” 

“So, Jay, are you man enough?” Miss Magica asked, loudly. I didn’t want to be outdone by Abby, but I also didn’t want to wind up sucking my own cock on stage.

“Come on, Jay. I dare you!” Abby said.

“Fine. Sure, I guess I could volunteer.” I said, standing up and heading towards the stage, wondering what I was letting myself in for.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the stage. Jay!” 

I listened to the polite applause from the crowd as I walked towards the sultry magician.

“Okay, Jay. Now that you’re up here, I was thinking we could go a little old school with a few more classics, whaddya say?” Miss Magica asked me.

“Fine by me.” I said, feeling elated that I wouldn’t have to get in the box.

“Great! Why don’t we start with one of the first tricks any good magician learns.” She held out her arm towards me and tucked the fingers of her opposite hand into the opening of the blue jacket sleeve and pulled out a bright handkerchief. “Do me a favor, big guy, and pull on this for me would ya?” I knew what this was, guess she really was going for the classics.

I grabbed hold of the handkerchief and pulled, the red fabric slid out of the sleeve until it revealed a small knot, where it was tied to a bright pink handkerchief, followed by a bright green one, and so on and so forth. I kept pulling on the fabric, feeling a little bored by this trick, until I was just pulling out a bright blue handkerchief and saw that this one was not actually a handkerchief, but a pair of shiny blue panties.

“Oh! Jay! I think you may have pulled a little too hard there, something you’re used to I’m sure.” I pulled the panties out of the sleeve and recognized them as the ones she was wearing earlier on in the show. Were they actually hers? 

I kept pulling on the fabric until I pulled out a shiny blue bra to match the panties. “Huh? Oh Jay, I think you need to be careful, at this rate I won’t have any clothes left. We wouldn’t want that would we?” Miss Magica said with a wink.

Finally, when the bra, panties and about a hundred small handkerchiefs had been pulled out of the sleeve, the line of fabric ended.

“Okay,” I said, “I think I’m finally finished. I looked at Miss Magica and noticed her boobs had sagged a little, did I actually just pull out her bra?

“Nicely done, Jay! Now I think it’s my turn to see what’s up your sleeve.” Miss Magica added with a coy smile.

She reached out and grabbed my arm, tucking two of her fingers into the sleeve of my shirt and pulling out a bright piece of fabric. She kept on pulling, revealing more handkerchiefs tied together until I felt a tugging sensation at my crotch. Surely she hadn’t?

Sure enough, I watched as Miss Magica pulled on the strand of fabric until my own boxer shorts were pulled out from my sleeve. I could feel that I was indeed now going commando under my pants. 

“Whoops! What do we have here?” Miss Magica said, holding my boxers high for everyone to see.

“Ha, ha.” I replied, giving a small sarcastic laugh as the strand of fabric ended. I was secretly hoping that would be all this trick was. Losing my underwear seemed like I had gotten off lightly. Of course, there was more to come.

“Well now, that was fun, but I think we need to see what else you’re hiding.” Miss Magica said, walking around me.

“Hiding? I’m not hiding anything.” I said.

“Oh really, then what do we have…..Here?” She ended the question by quickly grabbing my pants and jerking them down to my ankles, exposing my naked crotch to the audience. This earned a few laughs and cheers as I covered my junk with my hands.

“Hey!” I said, moving to step away from the devilish magician, but I felt a tugging sensation from my ass as I did.

“Careful, Jay. I don’t think this trick is over just yet, it looks like you’re hiding something back here.” Miss Magica said. I looked over my shoulder and saw that one of her hands was holding onto something near my ass. My eyes widened as I realized where this trick was going. “Why don’t we give a little tug here and see what else is hiding.” She said as I felt a pressure at my rear hole.

“Eep!” I squeaked as Miss Magic pulled on whatever she was holding and a wide object popped out of my ass. “What the hell?!” I asked, automatically jumping forward. This turned out to be a mistake, as I jumped forward, I felt more pressure at my ass as two more of the small objects popped free. I could assure you that whatever it was, wasn’t there before.

“Oh I think my lovely assistant has a kinky side. How many of these are up there?” The magician said, giving another tug at my ass and I felt two more small objects pop free.

“Sssstop that!” I looked back behind me and now I could see that Miss Magica was holding onto the end of a long string of anal beads. A series of small balls attached together by a string. Currently, five of the small balls had been pulled out of my ass, but I had a feeling there would be a lot more to come.

“Oh, oh. Ow! Stop it. Ow. Oh. Fuck!” I whined and moaned as she kept pulling on the strand of anal beads, each one of them causing a small pain as it popped free from my ass. My hands were still covering my cock, and I could feel that, despite everything, it was starting to harden. 

“Wow, Jay, how many of those did you stuff up there? You must be a real slut huh?” This comment earned a lot of laughter from the audience.

“I am not a ‘Ow’ slut, and you know I ‘Oh’ didn’t ‘ah’ stick those up there. ‘Ohh’ Please stop!” I had lost count of how many of the beads had been pulled from my ass, but finally, they stopped coming and I heard the end of the strand hit the floor with a ‘clack’. 

I turned to look and saw that almost twenty of the beads had been magically pulled out of my ass. “Okay. Very funny. You got me.” I said, trying not to show how embarrassed or turned on I was. “Can I get dressed now?”

“Of course! In fact, why don’t I help you? I’m sure you’ll be familiar with another classic. Let’s try the old quick change routine.”

Oh no. I knew what had happened to anyone else she had ‘helped’ getting dressed so far, so I knew I was in for something humiliating. 

“That’s fine actually. I think I’ll just go back to my seat.” I said, starting to shuffle away with my hands still covering my crotch.

“Oh don’t be such a spoil sport, Jay. It’s easy, watch me and I’ll show you how it’s done.” Miss Magica pulled out a large, purple sheet from her sleeve and casually threw it up into the air. It landed on top of her, hiding her from view before she yanked the sheet aside with a flourish.

With the sheet now out of view, we could all see that she had switched clothes. She was now wearing a series of intricate, shiny blue belts that looked like some kind of fetish harness. Strategic belts covered her nipples, leaving the rest of her sizable chest on display. A few more straps criss-crossed across her stomach before running down between her legs, hiding her crotch. Seeing her in that outfit did nothing to squash my growing arousal.

“Ta-daa!” She said loudly as the audience clapped and wolf-whistled at her quick change. It would have been quite impressive to be honest, if I didn’t know something humiliating was coming. “See, it’s easy, all you gotta do is concentrate on the clothes you want to change into and the magic does the rest. Now you try.” She tossed the sheet up into the air right above where I was standing.

I ducked a little as the sheet came down, completely covering me and wrapping around my whole body, I could see nothing but purple fabric as I struggled to pull the sheet off of me. When I finally managed to yank the sheet off and throw it aside, I was met with a chorus of cheers and laughter, coupled with another pain in my ass.

I looked down at myself to see that I was completely naked except for a pair of shiny, purple, latex stockings and a pair of matching latex briefs. 

“Wow. Nice choice there, stud. Although I don’t know why you went with the plug panties.” Miss Magica said, slapping me on the ass, confirming that my rear hole was once again filled by something. “And lockable too, very kinky, great choice.” Sure enough, I could see a small padlock through a hasp at the front of the briefs, locking them in place.

“I did not choose this outfit!” I said, feeling around to try and find a way out of the underwear. But with my hands now moved, it was clear to see that I was hard in the panties, the front of the tight underwear clearly outlining my erection.

“Hey, no judgment from me, sugar. Besides, I like to see my guests ‘enjoying’ themselves.” Miss Magica said.

“Okay, whatever. Can I just go now? Please?” I asked, desperate to get off this stage.

“Okay, okay. Just one more trick. This one is easy, just a nice simple card trick.” She said, revealing a deck of cards from who knows where.

“Fine, just get it over with.” I said. 

“Great, this is another classic trick. All you gotta do is pick a card.” She fanned the deck out in front of me, face up so I could see that this deck was not typical at all. Instead of suits and numbers, all the cards had pictures of some sort of BDSM equipment. There was one with a butt plug, one with nipple clamps, some handcuffs, a ball gag and so on and so forth.

She pushed the deck back together and riffled through them before letting me select a card, supposedly at random. I reached into the deck and pulled one card free. I looked at the card and saw it had a picture of a chastity cage. This didn’t seem good.

“Okay, now remember your card, show it to the audience, then slide it back into the deck.” I did as she said, begrudgingly waving the card out so the crowd could see it, before sliding into the middle of the deck.

“And now, I do this!” She tossed the whole deck into the air, the cards all came falling down around her for a few seconds before she shot out her hand and grabbed one of the falling cards.

“Okay, now, was this your card?” She held the card out for me to see that it was simply a blank card, no picture in sight.

“Umm, no. That one's blank.” I replied.

“Oh, well why don’t you tell me what was on your card?” She asked, her grin widening slightly.

“Okay, it was a, uh, chastity cage.” 

“You mean like the one you're currently wearing?” She asked.

I don’t know how it happened, or when it happened, I could only put it down to magic, because a few seconds ago, I was sporting a full erection, and now, my cock had been cruelly stuffed into a small, chastity cage just like the one on my card. The outline of which could clearly be seen through the tight underwear I was wearing.

“Shit! How the fuck did you-” I asked, feeling around at the cage, I couldn’t remove the underwear to check, but I didn’t need to. I could feel the cage around my cock and everyone else could see that my erection was no longer visible. “Okay. Congratulations, I’m impressed. But how do I get out of these things?” I asked.

“Oh that’s easy. You just need to find the right card in the deck.” She pulled out a second deck of cards from behind her back. I had no idea where she was hiding them, and showed me one card that had a picture of a key on it.

“You pull this card and you can take the keys with you. So, wanna try again?” Miss Magica asked me.

“No! No way, I know what your game is. You’d just have me pulling cards over and over until I end up gagged or handcuffed or god knows what else.” I replied, I had had enough humiliation for one day. Besides, she couldn’t really leave me locked up like this, could she?

“Okay, that’s fair enough.” She replied, turning towards the audience. “Anyone else wanna try and win the keys to Jay's freedom?” She asked loudly.

A few of the female hands in the audience shot up in the air, along with one or two males.

“Okay, sweetie. How about you give it a try?” Miss Magica walked to the edge of the stage and held the deck out to a girl in the front row. The girl reached up and pulled out a card from the deck.

She looked at her card and gave a little squeak of surprise. “Oh!” 

Miss Magica asked, “So, what did you get?”

“It was a, um, little bullet vibrator thing. But I think it’s ‘Ohh’ inside me.” The girl replied.

“Well duh, where else would a vibe go? Anyone else wanna try? How about your girlfriend Abby? I’m sure she would have better luck.” I saw Miss Magica give a subtle wink in Abby’s direction as she spoke.

“Sure. I’ll pick a card.” Abby said, walking to the front of the stage so she could reach the deck. 

Sure enough, Abby’s card had a picture of a small keyring with two keys attached. “Oh look! I got the keys!” She said, excitedly.

“Really? What are the odds? In that case, I guess you should check your bra.” Miss Magica replied.

“Hey!” Abby reached one hand into her top and pulled out the keys. How the hell had they gotten there? “Here they are!” 

“Good job, sweetie. Now Jay, I suggest you go be extra nice to your girlfriend, seeing as you can’t take off those plug panties or chastity cage without her help. That is, if you even want to remove them. We all know how much you love having your ass filled.” Miss Magica waved me off the stage as I walked sheepishly towards Abby, who now had a big smile on her face.

“You were right, babe, it was fun volunteering.” Abby said as we shuffled back to our seats, me still in the stockings and plug panties.

“Okay!” Miss Magica said. “Who else wants to volunteer?”

End chapter four