Timmy was talked into going to a magic show by the sexy Starr Leatherhorn with his girlfriend Charolette. He was pulled on stage for the vanishing act at the end but never came back. Charolette failed to find him even asking Leatherhorn and her assistant Cynthia if they'd seen him. Little did she know they had in fact they were kidnapping him at that very moment. How? Why? Well dear reader here is your answer.
Now You See Him – Part III
"This is How They Do It"
As her choice of names would suggest Starr Leatherhorn was a very impulsive woman. Especially when it came to love. She truly believed in love at first sight, falling hard when she did. Unfortunatly she also suffered from cleptomania, which tended to blend with the other thing.
It started when she was thirteen. She fell hard for a cute twelve year old boy next door. One night when he took the trash out she threw a sleeping bag over him and drug him into her basement bedroom. She kept him down there for three weeks before her parents found him. He still emailed her every now and then.
The start of her junior year of high school she was walking home when she spotted two girls her age waiting for their mother in her car. The car was running. Whatelse could she do but jump in and drive off with it and the two hotties that came standard? She held up in an abandoned crappy motel in the next county with her girls for the rest of the school year. Police investigating a noise complaint, what could she say she was a screamer, found the girls but Starr got away.
She tended bar while in college, under a new name, when a young couple came in to celebrate passing finals. She slipped them a little something. They "lived" with her in her crappy little apartment for the next four years. Then the woman got pregnant. She had no choice she had to let them go.
Then three years ago, just after becoming Starr, she was fueling up at a gas station when a biker pulled up. He went in to get beer leaving a sweet little blonde vixen in a tight leather number. So she chloroformed her and loaded her into her car and drove away. After a year 'together' she became Starr's assistant. She felt she had everything she wanted. Then she performed at the Mison.
She walked in on Cynthia in bed with a stagehand. The barely legal boy had been hired at the start of the tour but stopped showing up for work. Apparently Cynthia had taken a page out of her book and kidnapped him for her own pleasure. This was to be their last show together.
Before each show she liked to watch the crowds pour in from the catwalk. She saw a couple walk in. The little redhead did nothing for her but the man she was with was gorgeous. Her breath caught in her chest and she was getting very wet. She had to have him. She went racing down the stairs to the backstage area unsure of how she was going to get him but knowing she needed to when she passed the guy they hired for the appearing act. He had the same basic build as her prize. That gave her an idea.
That was the hardest show she had ever done. It took every ounce of self-restraint she had not to jump off stage and dragging him away. When they finally got to the big moment being only able to pinch his ass almost killed her. They closed the box and she spun the back wall of the box around. Acting quickly she shoved a ballgag, one of her and Cynthia's little toys, into his mouth. Then the two of them removed the back wall and set it off to the side behind the curtain. Then they replaced it with a new wall so the crowd could then see he was gone. Then the man they hired was strapped in and 'reappeared'.
As they show ended they quickly unhooked Timmy from the wall, bound his hands and feet and locked him in a trunk from one of the tricks. Then they grabbed it and rushed off with it to their dressing room. Cynthia ripped off her clothes and climbed into a steamer trunk in the corner. The sound of her going to town on her bound boy toy quickly started up. Starr started to do the same when there was a knock at the door.
Half dressed she opened the door to find her name's former partner.
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry to bother you like this but the man you made vanish in that last trick, he's my boyfriend and I can't seem to find him."
"When we were done he said something about finding a girlfriend and left from the backstage area. You're probably just missing each other."
The man began to shout from the box. Cynthia jumped out of her trunk with a vibrator at full blast.
"Come back to bed sweetie," she said.
"I'll let you be," Charlotte told them, "thanks."
She left and the man continued to scream.
"That was close, help me get him to the hotel and we'll be on our separate ways," Starr said.
They closed the lid to the trunk and began to lift it up when the bottom gave out.
"Plan B it is then," Cynthia said grabbing coats and an umbrella.
Timmy lay on the hotel bed watching his abductors kiss each other bye.
"Goodbye Starr, I'm sorry."
"So am I."
Suddenly a group of people burst into the room and grabbed Cynthia.
"What the hell?"
"Cynthia, I told you my crew was like my family. Well part of it is. Our stage manager is Yuri, my first love. He stayed with me for two weeks when he was twelve. Our hair and make up ladies are Lacey & Jennifer, we shared a hotel room for a year in high school. Our tour manager and driver are Phil & Ashley, we dated in college. They take care of me.
"In fact they still run a certain crappy motel I told you about. I rent it out to dominate women to keep their male slaves in. I'm going to be keeping you in one of those rooms from now on."
"You can't do this!"
"Don't worry I'll let you keep your boy toy to keep you company. I hope he was worth it because he's the only human contact you're ever gonna get."
She opened the trunk and the bound boy blinked in confusion. Cynthia was shoved on top of him. As the lid was being slammed shut Starr leaned down and teased, "never screw with Starr Leatherhorn."
It was soon padlocked and carried away. Now only Timmy and Starr remained. She turned to face him.
"And now for you."
To be continued ...