THE MAGICIAN‘S ASSISTENT
Alexandria, Alex to her friends, looked at her watch. It was 12:15 and time for her lunch hour. Of course, with Mr. Dickson, so aptly named, it was really a lunch 3/4 of an hour. Being an administrative assistant at a large university was not exactly exciting. Alex did what she did every lunch period. She looked at the want ads for a job that would take her away from the dull and dreary and into something more fun and glamorous.
Alex was a stunning young woman. She was 5’/6 inches tall with sandy blonde hair and a radiant smile. It was hard to describe what was her best feature. Let’s just say that whatever it was, she just had it. It kinda of like with Cameron Diaz, you can’t exactly describe what drives you crazy about her but (pardon the pun) their was just something about Alex.
Alex was quite an athlete in high school. She was a member of the gymnastics team and dove for the for the swim team. She also swam for the local synchronized swim team at the Y. She loved to compete and she loved to perform for people. Alex loved a crowd. She was never shy. She did her best in front of a crowd.
In college, Alex thought about modeling but knew her height was against her. To help pay the bills, she started working as an aerobics instructor at a local health club. The pay was good and Alex got to workout free. There she got interested in one of the bodybuilders. He got her started into serious lifting. Alex took to it quickly and decided she’d try her hand at some fitness competitions. Again, what she loved best was to perform. She did pretty well and won a few local contests. As a result of working out, not only did she have the look, but the body to boot.
After graduation from UCLA, in which she majored in, what else but theater arts, Alex wasn’t sure what she wanted to do. Acting she knew was a long shot. Waiting to be discovered doesn’t pay the bills. What she did know for sure, was that working for Mr. Dickson, wasn’t it. Each day at lunch, she would look at the want ads, looking for her dream job. She wasn’t sure what it was but she looked anyway. If only she could find something that she would be good at. If she could only find something that would combine her skills. If Alex could find that something that would make her want to get up every morning and look forward to going to work. Just then her dream job leaped off the page.
Looking for a fun job that has great earnings potential and lots of travel.
Local talent scout looking for high-energy girl to act as magician assistant.
Must be athletic and comfortable with performing in front of an audience.
Some performance experience a plus.
Send resume and picture to:
GH Stewart
PO Box 1170
New York, NY 10027
Alex decided that a magician assistant would be a lot more interesting than an administrative assistant. And travel and money are always good things to have in a job. And magic was rather intriguing to her and would give her a chance to perform in front of people. So she shot off a resume, cover letter and a picture to the PO Box and waited.
Three weeks later, Alex got a phone call. „Ms. Cummings, this is Harold Stewart“. „We read your materials and would like to invite you down for a tryout. Are you still interested in the position?“ Alex was taken aback for a moment. „Well, of course, I am,“ she said. „How soon would you like to see me“. Mr. Stewart answered „Would tomorrow be to soon, Ms Cummings?“ Alex though for a brief moment. „No, tomorrow would be fine“ she said. „Alright then. I’ll have tickets for you at the airport under my name. I look forward to meeting you tomorrow,“ said Mr. Stewart. „Oh, by the way, what is your size. You will be wearing some performance costumes and I want to have them ready for you?“ „Oh,“ said Alex. „I’m a 6 in dresses“. „Excellent. I will see you tomorrow at 7pm. Your airline tickets will be at the airport and I will have a driver met you in New York.“ said Mr. Stewart.
Alex was, in her own words, „psyched“. She was going to New York, with all expenses paid and possibly getting the job of a lifetime. She wondered who the magician was. He must be a big wheel if he is bringing in girls countrywide. She packed a bag and tried to sleep. It was very hard considering she was going on a once and a lifetime adventure.
When she arrived in New York, she was greeted by a limo driver who took her to her audition. Alex pumped the driver for details but the driver either knew nothing or wasn’t talking. „Sit back relax and I’ll have you at the theatre in no time“, said the driver. This only heightened Alex’s curiosity.
By the time they pulled up to the old theatre it was 7:00pm EST. A light rain streaked the streets as Alex stepped out of the car. She could see the city lights muted in the small puddles. This was definitely New York. It had the look and the smell of the New York you see in movies or TV.
A chill ran up Alex’s back as she walked into the old theatre. It was somewhat dark as she entered the backstage door. „Good evening, Ms Cummings. How was your flight?“ said Mr. Stewart. „It was fine, Mr. Stewart?“ said Alex. An older gentleman, in a grey tweed blazer that made him look more like a professor than an agent, said “ Yes, we are very excited to meet you, Ms Cummings“. „Please call me Alex,“ said a blushing Alex.
„Well Alex, if you would be so kind as to step into the dressing room and put on the costume that we have selected. As soon as you are ready, please walk on stage. We’ll be in the audience watching,“ said Mr. Stewart. So Alex walked into the dressing room. She searched the walls for pictures to give her a clue into who she was performing for. The room was lined in promotional photos of various magicians doing their acts. There were all the biggest stars of magic. There were the contemporaries, David Copperfield, Lance Burton, Brett Daniels and the oldies Blackstone, and Houdini.
As she looked further she saw one whole wall devoted to Houdini and his escapes. The pictures thrilled her. The one that really caught her eye was the one of Houdini in his most famous escape „The Chinese Water Cell Escape“.
As a child growing up in Southern California, water was a way of life. She loved the water. Everyone had a pool. Everyone learned to swim almost as early as they learned to walk. Alex was a fish. She remembered pretending she was a mermaid. She would sit by the edge of the pool and tie her feet together so she could pretend she had a tail. She would swim back and forth doing dolphin like jumps. She would swim underwater and then sink to the bottom and pretend to talk to the fishes. As a true performer, she would do her mermaid thing for the other kids who came over.
As Alex grew older, her love of water turned more sensual. Alex loved to be in it. She especially loved to be under it. Alex really could have been a great swimmer but she chose diving because it was more daring and synchronized swimming because it kept her where she liked it best, underwater.
With diving it was the thrill of a challenge. Alex loved being on top of the high diving board or even better yet, the dive tower. She loved to have all eyes on her as she made her leap of faith. As John Travolta said in the movie Broken Arrow „Damn what a rush“. Alex would knife through the water but would always wait until the last second to surface. She loved having people think she wasn’t going to come up.
It was the same with synchronized swimming. Alex loved it, not for the artistic side but for the challenge. She wanted to put together routines that were lung busters. She loved the underwater laps that the team had to perform. The rest of the team hated it. Alex couldn’t understand. Being under was the best part. She could do the entire pool all 210 feet (105 each way) back and forth. The team would challenge each other to breath holding contests. Alex would win most of the time. She could static hold her breath routinely for more than 3 minutes.
Once, Alex brought a weight belt to practice and each of the girls took turns diving in the deep end (18 feet deep because of the dive tower). The best of the bunch that day was Cyndi Johnson who did a 3:59. For Cyndi, who was Alex’s closest competition on the team, a 3:59 was an all-time best for her by more than 30 seconds. Alex had done 3 minutes routinely but never made it past 3:45. It had been her ceiling and trying to beat it in this extreme condition (18 ft end) was going to be near impossible. The team was shocked. They started chanting Cyndi, Cyndi, Cyndi. They knew, as good as Alex was, she never made 4:00. Always up to the challenge, Alex hyperventilated for about a two minutes. The other girls were telling her don’t do it. „Your going to black out if you over ventilate,“ the girls shouted. Shallow water black out can occur very easily if you hyperventilate too long. You blow off too much CO2 and your body forgets to force you to breath. Death is common in such cases.
Alex loved the attention. She could feel a chill go up her back. This feeling was like a drug. She thrived on it. „See you in 4 minutes girls“, as Alex dove head first down 18 feet to the bottom. The other girls grabbed masks and dove it to make sure she didn’t blackout. Alex got a great breath. She knew she was going to get a personnel best but 4 minutes was still a long shot. She tried to see what the girls were signaling but it was hard without any goggles. Cyndi used the goggles and could see her time but Alex thought it would be more thrilling without the goggles.
Alex sat at the bottom of the pool motionless. „It must have been 3+ minutes“, she said to herself. The girls were tapping her every so often and she assumed it was on the minute. She was beginning to really feel the urge breath but there was a feeling inside her that was keeping her down. Alex was really getting turned on. Maybe it was the lack of oxygen or the competition or a combination of both but she was really getting hot. „Wow, what a feeling“, she thought. She wanted to touch herself but didn’t dare since the girls could clearly see her. The feeling distracted her enough that she missed the other girl’s taps.
All of a sudden she awoke from her rapture and realized she was totally out of breath. She raced up to the surface or at least tried but it was like she was moving in slow motion. She kept her wits about her though and dropped the weight belt. It cut the drag, just enough, to allow her to make it to the surface. The girls were screaming 4:15.
Alex got a feeling that was hard to describe. Call it adrenaline. Call it orgasmic. Call it whatever but it was something that she became addicted to. Breath holding contests were good but soon it was not doing the trick. Like a drug, she needed something more. She needed something more daring. She needed a thrill.
One night, Alex was surfing the net and came across an old Tony Curtis movie, Houdini. She came in at the end where he is doing his famous Chinese Water Cell Escape. She was riveted to the TV. As they cuffed his hands and put his feet in the stocks, Alex became very aroused. She began to pleasure herself as she watched in excitement as he hyperventilated before being lowered into the tank upside-down. Alex loved being upside-down underwater. All the synchro girls wore those stupid nose plugs that made them look like geeks. Alex refused to wear them. She much preferred the pressure of the water. Of course, holding your breath upside-down underwater is much more difficult. Of course with Alex, the more difficult it was and the more daring it seemed, the more thrilling it would be. And with Alex it was all about the thrill.
After one of her most intense orgasms ever, Alex decided it was time to graduate from mermaid to escape artist. She called up her boyfriend Chad and told him she had a surprise for him tomorrow night. When Chad came by to pick her up, he asked her where they were going. „Nowhere,“ she said. „My parents are out and won’t be back till late“. Chad thought he was in for some bed action. Alex had other ideas.
She led him to the pool. „What are we doing here, let’s use your bed“ said a clearly horny Chad. „Nope not so fast, cowboy. I’ve got some ideas I’d like to try. So help me with my bag of tricks,“ Alex said in an incredibly sexy voice. „What’s in the bag, rocks,“ said a slightly annoyed Chad. „You’ll see,“ said Alex. When Chad opened the bag, he had a look of shock. „Okay Chad. It’s ShowTime“. Alex was wearing a white terry cloth bathrobe and dropped it seductively to show off the costume she had chosen to wear for the show, her birthday suit.
Chad nearly fell down. He jumped out of his shorts and this cowboy was ready to mount. „No, no, no. I said it was ShowTime, but not for you, but me. Now Chad, open my bag of tricks. Tonight you will be my assistant and my audience,“ said Alex in a voice very much in control. Chad dutifully opened the bag. His eyes got as wide a sewer covers when he saw what was inside. Ropes, chains, padlocks, and a weight belt. „Are we planning on killing someone tonight?“ said a leery Chad. „Nope. I’m not planning on dying,“ said Alex. „I want you to tie me up and then chain me up and I am going to play escape artist for you“. So what do you think?“ said a playful Alex. „Sounds good as long as you don’t die on me and I end up in prison for your murder,“ said a clearly shook but very excited Chad.
At first, Chad tied her hands loosely together. She chided him and told him to make it more challenging. So Chad retied her hands together and knotted them twice. He slipped the weight belt around her and gently touched her between the thighs. „Ooh, incentive, I like that,“ said a clearly turned on Alex. She took three deep breaths and asked Chad to kiss her. He did and as soon as their lips parted she dove in. Chad didn’t know what to do with himself. He watched her from the side of the pool. He watched her struggle to get out. She looked like she was really having trouble, so Chad grabbed a mask and dove in. There he saw more closely this incredibly gorgeous women biting at the ropes to try to escape. He started to really get turned on. After about two minutes, Alex slipped the ropes and came to the surface.
„Tah, dar. So what’d think? Am I good or what?“ said a very pleased Alex. „That was great. I thought you were in trouble at first and so I dove in after you. But seeing struggle under there to get out really got me going,“ said a clearly flustered Chad. „Good, I wanted to make it look that way. If it looks easy, it’s no thrill. But that was too easy. Let’s try the chains and lets make it interesting this time“ Alex said in a very determined way.
„Chains, I don’t know Alex. How will I know if your really in trouble?“ said a concerned but clearly horny Chad. Alex decided that when she let go of the third big set of bubbles, that would be the signal to get her. „Now that we have a safety signal, its time to do a real escape. Get the chains and lets have some fun,“ said a very excited and focused girl.
Chad did as he was told. First they made sure the weight belt was on tight. Then Alex stood at the edge of the deep end of the pool. Next she instructed Chad to chain her feet together with one of the chains and padlock it shut. Then she told him to chain her hands together in front of her tightly. Alex began to get nervous and excited at the same time. She looked incredible. There she was with her hard taut body, naked and in chains awaiting to dive into the deep in of the pool and instead of being freightened, she was turned on. Oh what a girl.
She loved the feel of the chains. Here she was naked and chained, like she had never been before, about to attempt to do a Houdini like underwater escape. She was intoxicated in the moment. This was such a turn on for her. She watched the look in Chad’s eyes and it really got her hot. You could see the fascination and fear in his eyes. She was beginning to cum, when she gave the last order. „Now take the last chain and chain my hands and my feet together.“. Alex looked puzzled for a moment. „How will you get out if I do that,“ said a confused Chad. „That is for me to worry about. Remember I am the escape artist. Now chain me up.“ said a defiant Alex.
Alex leaned forward a little so the two chains could meet more easily. Clearly if she didn’t get out of these chains, there was no way for her to get to the surface. Chad started to suggest a safer stunt. With only her hands tied together, if she started to run out of breath, all she had to do was push off the bottom with her feet. But with her hands and feet chained together, there was no way for her to get to the surface, unless she gets out. Chad knew that if she was in trouble he couldn’t get her out. He would do his best, but he wouldn’t be able carry her to the surface. This was scary.
As he began to voice his disapproval Alex stopped him. „Chad, I have never been this turned in my life. If you want the best f@#k of your life, shut up and get your mask. I WILL get out of this and then I am going to want you in me as soon as I surface. So get ready and enjoy it cause I going to.“
Alex had been hyperventilating the whole time that Chad was chaining her up. It had taken him almost five minutes to finish chaining her. As soon as she finished her little pep talk to a clearly frighten Chad, Alex looked into his eyes, kissed him deeply and said to Chad: „I’m going down on three.“. She took a deep breath and let it out with each number that she said. „One… Two…THREE.“. On three, Alex sucked in as much air as possible and then SPLASH. She was gone. Alex had jumped feet first into the 10 feet deep pool. Bubbles exploded from the bottom to the surface. Alex was covered in air bubbles. Chad looked for the keys so he could help Alex if she needed it. He searched around for them but couldn’t find them. „Alex, you idiot where did you hide them,“ said an annoyed and very concerned Chad. „It was just like Alex to hide the keys just so I wouldn’t be able to interfere“ thought Chad. She loved to be in control. „I hope she is in control, for her sake“ Chad mummered.
Chad dove in to watch her just in case she needed him. Of course, if she did he wasn’t sure what he could do. Alex was about to scream inside with a combination of freight and sexual adrenaline. This was the feeling she had been looking for. It was such a strange feeling to be so excited and so scared at the same time. She had never felt so alive and yet never felt so close to death. It was truly bizzare.
She thought she got a pretty good breath but right now the problem was not her breath, it was the chains. Having really never practiced with chains, this was clearly a case of on the job training. Alex had decided before she attempted this stunt, that just like anything else, if you want it bad enough you can do it. She quickly and forcefully pulled against the chains on her hands. „Well one thing is for certain, I won’t have to fake the struggle,“ thought a worried Alex. Pain shot her body as the chains pinch and pulled against her skin. „Oh no. I can’t get out,“ thought a clearly frightened Alex.
Adrenaline started to pump through her body and the first wave of panic had started. Instinct took over and she tried to get off the bottom of the pool and will her way to the surface. She got nowhere. Immediately, she stopped herself. „Relax Alex or you’re going to blow your oxygen too quickly.“. Alex knew if she panicked now she was a goner.
Knowing she could not get to the surface, she forced herself to re-gain her focused and concentrate on trying to escape the chains. Alex decided that maybe she should slowly turn her wrists left and right and see if she couldn’t inch her way out. The slower she went, the less pain she felt. When she began to go too quickly, her body let her know fast. Alex had lost track of time. She was completely concentrating on turning her wrists and slowly working them out. It had been almost two minutes and she was still chained up the same as she entered. Chad was beginning to worry. Alex started to feel her first urge to breath and decided to let out some bubbles to ease the tension. Chad counted that as her first set.
Alex began to worry and started to go too fast. Ooow, the pain was so sharp that she wanted to scream but that was not a good idea underwater. Funny though, the pain also got her more aroused. She had forgotten about her sexual arousal shortly after her first scare with the chains. Now she felt it and it actually relaxed her a bit. She also used the arousal to buffer the pain.
Chad continued to swim around her. He watched her in utter amazement. She looked so hot. Under the water she looked so good. He couldn’t believe how good she looked, naked and in chains. He watched her strain and saw her biceps flex as she tried to get out. She had such great definition and it showed up more underwater. He could see her tan lines and that made him horny. This was all such a turn on. He could see her struggling to get out of the chains. He watched the pain come over her face as she pulled at the chains. This should have bothered him more, as he was concerned but he was getting so turned on himself that he just couldn’t take his eyes off of her. There she was struggling for her life and he was watching and enjoying it. He continued to remind himself that it was she who wanted to do, this not him. Alex insisted that she be chained up this way. Alex must have known what she was doing. Chad didn’t want to surface for air but he was running out. Then it hit him as he surfaced to get air. „I went down at least 30 seconds later than she did and I need air. She must be dying for air. God I hope she can get out,“ thought a worried Chad.
Meanwhile, all her effort and pain had finally started to pay off. She could feel her right wrist start to move up slightly. She decided to bend forward and try to use her feet to push at the chain as well. Her flexibility from gymnastics was starting to payoff. Now 2:30 minutes had gone and still she was not out of her hands. Alex might not have been panicking but Chad sure was. He began to swim close to her and looked her right in the eyes. She shot him a look of desperation at first, but caught herself. „No, I’m going to get out of this myself,“and so Alex closed her eyes, pucker, and blow him a fake kiss.
Chad relaxed a little, as he figured she was still under control. For Alex, the act was appearing to be in control as clearly she was not. She expected to be on the deck having ravenous sex by now, not fighting for her life. Again Alex leaned forward and used her feet (her big toe) to push the chain under her right wrist up her hand. It was actually working but she was clearly losing her air. Knowing she didn’t have much time left she decided to concentrate on her sexual pleasure and then she pulled quickly upward against the chains. A sharp searing pain shot again through her body. She grimaced but kept it together. The she decided to use the pain to good use and it fed into her orgasm of which she was starting to have. The last hard tug pulled the chain 3/4 of the way up her hand and she was starting to finally think she was going to get out. One last tug should get it out. Alex readied herself and then pulled again. This one was the worst of them all. She lost control and let the second burst on air bubbles out.
Alex had been underwater for more than 3:00 minutes. Although she had done 4:00 minutes once, it was not doing this much work. She looked at the hand or what little of it she could see without goggles. Alex could see slightly but more feel that the bottom of the chain was to the tip of her little finger. She rolled her hand into a fist and slid it over her knuckle. Of course the scraping of the chain hurt like hell but after sliding her right hand out she began to orgasm. Bad timing. The orgasm freezed her as the sexual adrenaline began to flow through her body. The last set of bubbles erupted from her mouth and Chad went into a panic mode.
Chad swims toward Alex to try to help her. Our escape artist has been down for 3:25. Chad tries to lift her up but Alex kicks him back. Now with her hands out and the orgasm subsided, she decided to go for it all, since she is nearly out of air. Alex flexes her right ankle as straight as possible and prepares to go through the biggest dose of pain in her life. Of course, if this doesn’t work it will be the last pain she feels. Again she has the strange feeling of being turned on even knowing this could be it. A rush comes over her and she pulls the chain up her leg a little. Then she rips her ankle through as quickly and as hard as she can. As her ankle goes through it gets caught on the heel. It is 1/3 of the way up the heel as Alex pushes and pulls at the chain with her fingers. She continues to try to rip the chain off her right ankle. As the pain hit its zenith her ankle slides out. Alex slides the other ankle out easily, as the chain is wide enough now without the other ankle there to bind. Alex shoots to the surface and cums a second time. She screams „Yessss. Did you see that? Wasn’t it great? Oh, I loved it. Did you?“ Chad was speechless. Alex had been under for 3:45.
That night was the best night of sex for both of them. Alex and Chad loved to play escape artist and with each time, Alex got more daring and more daring. Of course, Chad was long gone now but the others that took his place, all got to see her escape artist routine, if they meant anything to her.
It’s funny now looking at these pictures of Houdini on the wall. Alex thought to herself maybe this was what she was meant to do all along and never realized it. Well like she used to say to Chad „It’s ShowTime“. Alex stopped herself as she got to the door. She almost went on stage in the same outfit she wore for Chad that first time, her birthday suit.
Alex looked over at the wardrobe wall and there hanging on a hanger was the skimpiest swimsuit she had ever seen. It was a black and white bikini. The cups, one black and one white, had a sequence lining with sheen to it. She wrapped and tied the ties around the neck. It did feel great on. The bottom was more like a g-string than a bikini bottom. A small black triangle in the front that was lined in white and a thong back. Alex looked in the mirror and was pleased at the fit. She still was in incredible shape as she kept up with lifting since college. Her stomach was ripped and she had great definition. She was hard but still very, very sexy. No wondering if she was a guy. She was ripped but radiant.
Alex took one more look at Houdini’s picture of the Chinese Water Cell. „Wish me luck, Harry,“ she said a sultry voice. She slid on the pair of heels, black and white pumps and took one more look in the mirror. The heels showed off her incredible calves. Alex knew she looked fine. She walked to the stage with a quiet confidence. „This job is mine,“ she said to herself.