James (0:56, 04-07-14)
She was a highly successful magician, illusionist and escapologist. She bragged to anyone and everyone that she could get her way out of absolutely any situation put to her.
So, her rivals who she was putting out of business concocted a plan to 'dispose' of her.
They had her sign a legally binding waiver that they could place her in any situation that they wanted and that she would not sue them if anything went wrong.
So, over the next months, her arms and legs were amputated to the shoulders and hips, leaving her a permanent limbless torso and kept in a drug-induced coma to let her 'wounds' heal better and for her to awake from her surgeries during her act.
The time finally had come. her completely nude light limbless torso was tied up by her thick dyed hair to a steel ring which was suspended from the ceiling. Her torso was also tied up in roping, making sure that it both accentuated her breasts and stimulated her pussy and a ball gag was placed inside of her mouth.
The five thousand-strong crowd had gathered, all the television cameras were focused upon her suspended torso as a surgeon walked up to her, stuck a syringe into her neck which woke her up with a start.
The surgeon talked to her to get her ready for her 'act'. Informing her of her limblessness, where she was, what her predicament was and how many people she was currently facing.
He stepped away from her, leaving her to gaze helplessly out at the thousands of eyes staring at her as her mind raced over the fact that her arms and legs were gone, her career in tatters.
The presenter for the evening gave a long-winded speech about me and my boasts but i wasn't really listening. I was trying to get ready to somehow get myself out of these ropes and untie myself from the steel ring to fall to the hard floor below.
'...Aaaand, GO!' the presenter gives me the go ahead.
I shuffle, trying to move any part that there is left of me, but all i do is make me swing softly forwards and backwards. I try again and again to do anything but to no avail. the roping between my pussy lips rubs around, arousing me and making me drip.
The crowd start laughing at me and mocking taunts come from the stage's wings as my conspirators enjoying the show.
As one of them enters on to the stage, laughing at me and saying to the crowd that my clear inability to free myself contradicts my previous boasts and showing the world that I am indeed beaten.
I relent and deflate, distraught. swaying slightly in total embarrassment as my life crumbles around me.