Quincy the Illusionist is a carnie showman running a small stageshow. As Carmen spends the day wandering the Chrystal Heights carnival, she takes in the show as a paying customer. But maybe Carmen isn't just an idle spectator. Maybe Carmen is an angry gypsy girl with revenge on her mind...and the gypsy magic power to back it up.
And maybe Quincy the Illusionist is much, much more than he seems. More
Quincy the Illusionist is a small-time carnie showman running a small-time stageshow. As Carmen spends the day wandering the Chrystal Heights carnival, she takes in the show as a paying customer. But maybe Carmen isn't just an idle spectator looking for entertainment. Maybe Carmen is an angry gypsy girl with revenge on her mind...and the gypsy magic power to back it up.
And maybe Quincy the Illusionist is much, much more than he seems.
This 5000 word story is for adults only and has elements of mental domination, collaring, submission, breast enlargement, spanking, oral and public sex.
Quinn gestured and every thread of her clothing shredded and exploded into the crowd. She squealed in sudden humiliation as she realized she was naked and onstage. She tried to cover her entire body at once.
Quinn offered the crowd a broad smile. "Welcome to the R-rated portion of the show, folks!" he said. "You can see why my presentation beats the juggling show any day!"
The crowd laughed, back on safe ground again. Obviously the confrontation was staged for the audience's entertainment. What a great show this was turning out to be!
Quinn winked at the audience. "Such a difficult girl, isn't she?" He sat on a nearby chair and tapped his chin in feigned thought. "She obviously needs discipline. But how should I punish her?
The crowd shouted a variety of suggestions, but most of them were similar in nature.
Quinn nodded. "Why, what an excellent suggestion!" he said. "Of course! A spanking!"
Her eyes widened. "You will do no such thing!" she said. "I am not yours to discipline."
"Actually," said Quinn, holding out an opened hand in her direction, "you're collared...you are mine to discipline." Then he closed his hand into a fist and made a pulling motion.
Her naked body suddenly flew across the stage and landed across Quinn's lap.
"Oh!" she said. "Stop!"
Quinn placed a hand on her back, preventing her from moving or shifting off his lap.
"You're a very saucy young lady," said Quinn, "and I think it's time you learned some respect."
"I will never respect you!" she said. "I will never-"
Quinn's hand suddenly slapped her generously rounded bare bottom. The sharp smack echoed through the tent.
"OH!" she said, gasping.
Quinn's hand dropped again with a sharp smack. "Let's put that to the test, shall we?"
The performer then delivered a series of heated slaps to the girl's reddened bottom...