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Best Magic Sawing In Half Tickling Story I've Ever Read!!!

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Revenge of a Humble Magician
by Hüsker Dü


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Chapter 1 - The Discovery
The magician works on the idea of secrecy to succeed in the business. Without that, they would falter and be considered only copycats, relegating themselves to being 2nd rate artists that struggle from day to day just to survive. Many times it only takes one trick to make their mark in the industry and get their talent noticed. With that, recognition within the magic community as being more than just a performer of the art, but being a designer and creator.

There are only a few people that a magician can afford to reveal his secrets to without having them spilled and spoiled. As well as himself being one of these people, he must also trust in his assistant to keep the secrets that they know, or else they would lose their integrity and mystique. They are forced to trust in them, if they want to have them in their show. And in Las Vegas, the assistants are almost the most important part of the act. If there is nothing that the audience can admire, they will be less likely to remember the show. So in addition as to being a good magician (which there are many in the city), they also must have those that will attract those in the audience.

This is the dilemma that The Incredible Harry had to contend with. He worked hard to gain respect among his peers. He was also one of the few that designed different grand illusions for his act. For years, he has tried to create his own "Sawing a Lady in Half" illusion that would amaze audiences, and immortalize him in the annals of the magic world. The only thing was that he had a competitor that was doing the same thing in the city. Richard Zonkle, "The Self Acclaimed Miracle Illusionist" was also a designer of tricks. He seemed to be able to gain inside information as to what Harry was creating, and present it before Harry had a chance to perfect it. Some of these tricks would come off as unpolished and ineffective, but the fact that it had been shown by him first made it hard for Harry to present his version of the trick. If he did, it would make him seem more like the copier of Richard’s tricks, giving him more credit than he even deserved.

Harry could not figure out where this information was being leaked from. He accused everyone in the showroom. From the janitor who cleaned up after the rehearsals, to the lighting crew (who, by his standards took way too long to get the setup right, seeming to be around well into rehearsal time), to the owner of the establishment (whom he did not trust in the first place!)

The only one that he would not accuse would be Jennifer, his assistant for the last 3 years. She was the main reason that many would come to his shows. She was the typical showgirl/assistant, but there was nothing typical about her. Her figure was well designed for the less than covering outfits that she would have to wear for the shows. She had long flowing auburn hair that moved effortlessly back and forth whenever she moved her head. The bright blue eyes stuck out like streetlights in a fog. Many had envied Harry for getting to work with such an assistant, who also seemed to know a little about the ways of the magician. Harry would not bring it upon himself to accuse her of being the one giving his secrets away.

Lately, Harry had been working on, what he considered to be his breakthrough illusion. It would be similar to the Sawing illusion. The difference would be the fact that instead of sawing her in half and separating the two parts (requiring two assistants, which at this time, he could not afford to hire), he would effectively cut her into three pieces, and remove the middle box from her. He would design it so that he would only need one assistant, and the best part of the illusion would be the fact that he would not have to use any fake body parts. If he was ever able to hire another assistant, he would be able to improve the illusion more by being able to use them for the middle box to show the hand waving to the crowd.

He took great care of revealing this trick to no one but himself. He could not take a chance of revealing the secret of this trick to anyone before he was ready to perform the trick. He knew how important it was to find out how was responsible for revealing his secrets before he attempted to finish his trick. So he decided to slowly reveal some things of his trick to his crew, to see if anything was spilled out before he was ready to create this. He got everyone together and told them all different aspects of what he was designing, hoping to catch one of them by seeing what story was making the rounds.

When it came down to talking to Jennifer, he could not help but reveal what some of his true intentions were about the trick. He told her that he was designing a trick involving a sawing trick, but with the removal of the middle instead. She was excited about what this could do for her career if she was to be part of a grand illusion show. This is what she wanted for the longest time. Harry was also excited, a life long dream was about to come true.

The crew was allowed to go home early that night, as so that they could be ready for the next few weeks of training necessary to perfect a brand new show.

Harry and Jen went their own ways that night. It was always the case, especially when it came to a new illusion. He knew that once they started practicing a new trick, she would not be able to enjoy any free time for herself, so he always gave her the one night.

He was so excited about his new idea that he could not stay in, like he usually did before the showing of a new idea. He decided for a change to go to the Mirage to see the casino, and maybe relax for a bit.

The first hour was uneventful for him. He played a few games, lost a bit, won a bit; pretty much came out even for the night. Then he went to the restaurant for a snack before heading out.

In the far corner, he sat looking at all the patrons coming in and out. Some of them seemed extremely happy this day (probably the few that actually won some money!!!!), while most seemed to be enjoying themselves. On the other side of the room, though, a couple seemed enriched in some sort of serious conversation. They were not arguing, it was more like exchanging something. He was intrigued by this, since it was not the kind of thing you would see in the casino.

Most of the business was being done at the tables, and at the bar. The dinner area was more for lovebirds wanting to make their honeymoon/holidays more special. These two seemed out of place. As he intently looked at the two of them, he recognized the man at the table: It was Richard. What was he doing in the casino at this time of the night? Richard was not known among the magic community to be much of a socialist. It seemed as if he was maybe getting information. Great, thought Harry, I have found my rat!!!! He was so happy to be resolving his problems that he didn’t look initially at the informant. When the two of them were about to leave the table, Harry took out his little camera to catch the rat in the act! Snap, Snap, Snap, Snap. He looked in the viewfinder. It was a female with him that night. Maybe he was wrong about it being an informant....maybe it was just his way of getting a contract for a new assistant or something work related. Then he got a good look at her. IT WAS JENNIFER!!!!!!!


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Chapter 2 - The Plan
The rest of the night he could not sleep. He had been duped all these years by the one person he trusted. He was in shock over what had happened. How was he going to get her back for all the illusions that "she" ruined for him. All night he thought of what he could do to get her back for all the years of trust that she used on him. Then, all of a sudden, he came up with the perfect way to make himself the infamous as well as get her back at the same time.

After spending the next two weeks delaying the designing of the new illusion to the rest of the crew, he decided that before he would show them the effect, he wanted to perfect it with Jennifer on their own. This way, only he and Jennifer would know how it was done, and that "he would limit those would be able to divulge the secret of the illusion".

He got the crew to set everything else up for them to practice their amazing new feat. The lighting crew set up the lights as they would for a sawing illusion, so that they would have a good idea of how the trick would look. As well, secretly, he set up a camera inside the lighting tower after to catch his illusion on film so that he would be able to "perfect his technique".

Once everything was the way he wanted it to be, he personally rounded up all the other crew, and personally escorted them out of the building. All that was left was Jennifer and him.


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Chapter 3 - The Capturing of Jennifer
All day, she had been practicing getting in and out of the trick as efficiently as possible. By this time, she had the idea of how the trick was suppose to work out. He had designed the box and the platform so that she would be able to get into position without bringing her feet inside the box. This was an important part of the trick. Harry did not want the audience to lose sight of the feet. With this, it would make the trick look more realistic and impossible!

He had her dressed in her most revealing outfit. Her cleavage was barely held inside the bra that covered them. The bikini part of the outfit was also thin and didn’t leave much to the imagination. The last touch was the strapless high heel shoes that she wore. Not only did these make her look taller and more slender (as if she needed the help), but it made it easy for Harry to take the shoes off, to show the audience that the feet were really hers.

He had set up the box so that she would not be able to move when she was in position for the trick to be performed on her.

By this time she know what the trick was suppose to do. It was too late for her to get the information to Richard, but she would know a way to improve on it. Or so she thought........

Harry had proceeded to get her ready to perform the trick as they would present it to the crowd. She came on stage, in her costume, still wearing her shoes. He brought in the box, with the four dividers to keep the parts of the box that would be open once the trick was performed hidden from the crowd, and the locks to keep the stocks firmly in place. He opened the lid so that she would be able to enter the box. He lifted her up and, in the sitting position, he laid her down in the box, all the while he made sure not to hide the feet from the audience’s sight. It took him three or four tries to get this just right. Once he found the best way to achieve this, he proceeded to continue on.

He placed her in so that her shoes would be seen all through the procedure. As a well trained assistant, she let Harry place the stock in so that she would not be able to take her feet from the position they were in. Although she was used to being placed in the boxes, she noticed that the fit on this box was more secure. Once the stock was in position, she proceeded to wiggle her feet, as she was always trained to do by Harry. He could not help, at this instant, to be distracted by the sight of her feet effortlessly moving about. There was something about the feet that Harry was intrigued about ever since he started. Not only were they the place that most people would find fake in any trick, but they also seemed to be the most sensitive part of a woman’s body. He was having second thoughts about what he was going to do when he saw her feet wiggle like that, but then he remembered all the trouble she has caused and how she betrayed him. There was no turning back.

The next step in the trick was to lay her down fully in the box. The box was designed so that she would be able to go into position as soon as she was placed in the box. He placed her neck gently on the other end of the box, and secured it with another stock, to guarantee her not be able to move. The whole setup was a tight fit for Jen. She was unable to move much of her body inside the box, especially once she moved everything into place so that all was hidden away from the audience.

To Jen, everything seemed to be going as the trick was meant to go. She had quickly gotten herself in position, so that she would be ready for Harry to do the illusion without any hitch. Harry proceeded to place the dividers into position as to remove the middle of the box from the rest. The trick went off well.

To continue the showing of the trick, Harry went over to her feet. Once there, he slowly removed one shoe off of her left foot. He gave her a little while as to wiggle her toes around to prove to the audience that they were in fact real. From there, he went to her right foot, and did the same thing, being as deliberate as he possibly could. Now, both her feet were bare and vulnerable to whatever Harry had planned for her. Now Harry was ready to go into action and get her back for what she has done to his trust to her......

The first thing he did to ensure that she would not be able to escape was to lock her inside the illusion altogether. He had placed latches in all the places she would be able to slide parts around conveniently so that she would not have anywhere to go. The one piece in the middle was the only one of concern to him. He reached into his pocket and grabbed five padlocks. Jen, unable to see this, being that she was forced to look up and around without being able to see her feet, didn’t realize that she was about to become his captor in this elaborate holding cell. All she could hear was the sound of the lock clicking into position.

"What was that???", asked a startled Jen.

Harry proceeded to ignore her, and continued on to the task at hand.

He went over to the stocks on the feet end of the box. He placed the two latches into position, and added two locks to them, essentially making the stock immobile.

"This is not part of the trick! I demand you tell me what you think that you are doing!!!!!"

Jen was becoming enraged at this moment. She could not understand what in the world was coming over Harry. He did nothing of this sort ever in his life. He always seemed to be overly gentle in all the years she had known him.

Harry finished off the rest of the plan by latching the head stock into position before locking it in as well. Once he did that, all avenues were covered, and he would be able to proceed with the torture that he had in mind for her.


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Chapter 4 - The Setup
He decided to leave Jen in her perilous position for a few minutes to let her contemplate her situation that she found herself in at the moment. He went over to the camera that he had set up. He checked to see how it was all coming out. The focus at this point of the filming was more on the stage as a whole, which would come in handy when he would determine where would be the best place for him to move within the effect. Now he wanted something else from the filming; something that he could keep for years to come. He zoomed in with the camera so that he would have the best view of Jen in the illusion. He could see her struggling with all her might to get out of the predicament he had put her in.

"Camera 1 in position......", Harry thought to himself.

Next he went to the backstage part of the room. There he got his second camera ready for his plan. This camera was set up to view only her feet. He made sure that they would get as close as they could without losing sight of them at any time. It was good that Jen was wiggling her feet around, since Harry was able to determine the best zoom for what he wanted from her exaggerated movement.

"Good, Camera 2, ready to go"

Lastly, he went behind the curtain for the last camera. This one was going to focus only on Jen’s beautiful facial features. There was something about seeing her scream and laugh that made Harry excited. He would not miss out on that shot. Since she was not going to move very far, he could get her whole head in the frame, ready for whatever he had to give to her.

"And there is Camera 3.....now to see how they are looking."

Harry proceeded to go into the control room, where all the cameras were linked to the main switchboard. He checked out all the instruments to see if they were working well. He was not going to go on without making sure that everything was set, working and in place. He looked into the three monitors that were on. Each camera was working, still focused on their victim. Harry took a long look at camera 2 before he continued on. The last thing on the checklist was to see if the taping machines were working, and had enough tape in them to film everything. He had to change the first camera’s tape, since it had been on since the beginning of the trick. As well, he wanted to keep the two parts separate from each other. He got another tape ready and set it up to record on camera 1. He viewed the trick as it was presented only moments ago, not looking at the technical part of the act, but with the quality of the filming and the focus. Everything was the way Harry wanted it. With the check on the tapes of 2 and 3, he was ready to go into action.

Before heading back, he could not help but take another closer look at Jen’s beautiful soles. To him, they were perfect from the soft pinkness in her heels and the balls of her feet, to the smooth fleshy soles that she had, except when the wiggling would make them wrinkle and pull the skin tight again. Then there was her toes: perfectly symmetrical, with no toe sticking out higher than any of the others. As well, her toes were long and slender, with a lot of movement in them. They wiggled and curled with grace. He stayed in concentration on her delicate toes for a good couple of minutes, think of all that he had planned for them.....

His plan....he was starting to get distracted. Jen was waiting there for her torment. It was time to continue the punishment. Harry had a hard time pulling himself back from this sight as he headed back onto the stage.

On his way back to the stage, he stopped into his locker room, and proceeded to pick up the suitcase he had prepared especially for her and her torment. He opened it up to make sure that everything was there: A piece of rope, his feather duster, toe cuffs, and a paintbrush. He closed the suitcase up again, and proceeded to teach Jen a lesson in secrecy.


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Chapter 5 - The Urge to Tickle
When he got back on the stage, Jen was still squirming with all the energy that she could muster. Inside, Harry was happy that he had a fighter in the box....all the more fun to torment.

Jen was now screaming on the top of her lungs. She was turning red with rage: fuming about being left in the box for so long, and not being able to get out.

"What is wrong with you, Harry!!!! You had better let me out if you want me to be your assistant for much longer!!! LET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!!!!"

"I bet you are wondering why I have got you in this precarious position you find yourself in at this moment. Have you got any ideas what I may be up to????"

"ARE YOU GOING TO LET ME OUT OR WHAT??????"

"Now, now, Jen. Screaming like that is not going to help you out here. Don’t you remember me sending everyone home? Well, no one is in the building, and no one will be here until early morning. So the more you co-operate in this matter, the quicker you can free yourself. So, have you thought of anything that may have made me do this to you???"

"I have been loyal to you all these years. I have done everything that you have asked of me. I have even stayed, when there were others around me saying that I should leave. What could I have done to deserve this kind of treatment?"

This statement enraged Harry, since he knew that she was not as loyal as she said she was. He proceeded to start her lesson off now, without giving her any warning.

He walked over to the end of the box, which had Jen’s feet sticking out. By this time, she had stopped wiggling her toes, trying instead to talk her way out of the situation, instead of using up her energy in what she now knew to be a wasted effort.

He positioned himself in front of her feet as to not block them from the camera, which was focused on her feet. Once he had himself off to the side, he brought his fingers up to the arch of her bare sole. Jen was trying with all of her might to look to see what Harry might be up to, but the box blocked off her feet from her sight, so she was unaware of what he was about to do.

As he brought the fingers to her foot, she tried to block the one foot with the other, more as a reaction more than anything else. If he had known better, he would have thought that her feet could sense what was about to have done to them. Even with her feet crossed in front of each other, it still left one foot exposed for him to attack. He took his finger and slowly dragged his fingernail from the top of her sole all the way down to the heel of her foot. He did this with a deliberate action that followed a path all the way down.

"AHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.......NO, NO, NO....STOP IT!!!", screamed Jen. "PLEASE STOP.......HAHAHAHAHAHA........"

He did not let her yelps and pleas to stop him from this enjoyable task that he was partaking in. It only served to continue his assault on his victim. He grabbed Jen’s left foot, and with the other hand, wiggled his fingers on her bare sole, like his fingers were doing a ritual dance on them.

"OH MY GOD....HAHAHAHAHAHA.......HELP....HAHAHAHA.... AHHHHHH.....NO, NO, NO, NO......YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA....", continued Jen throughout the onslaught.

Harry was content with torturing her for 10 minutes without explaining himself in the beginning. He was having too much fun getting his revenge on Jen for all the years of turmoil she had caused him giving out his secrets for new illusions. He went from one foot to another, making sure to get every inch of her delicate foot......the soles...the arches....the heels......and especially the toes. He could not get enough of her long slender toes. He had plans later for them, but for now, he was content just grabbing them, and watching them wiggle uncontrollably.

After he finished tickling her feet, he gave her a minute to catch her breath. He felt it would give her time to think about what she would say, considering the consequences that could occur.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR????", Jen bellowed.

"Now, now, Jen.....", Harry reasoned, "talking like that is not going to help you out one bit. I will explain myself soon enough, but not until you calm yourself down. Now I will give you a few moments to gain your composer again, and when I come back, I want us to have a civilized conversation. Do you think you can do that?"

"YOU ARE NOT GOING TO GET AWAY WITH THIS!!! WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE, YOU ARE GOING TO REGRET EVER DOING THIS TO ME!!!!"

Harry just walked off stage and gave her some time to cool herself off. Any ways, he wanted to see how the recording was coming out.

He went back into the control panel and looked into all the monitors. Everything was still working fine. He carefully looked once again into Camera 2 to see her feet. Jen was using her feet to massage each other from the attack they were just under. The right foot slid slowly up her left sole and back down again. Then she switched feet and did the same with the other foot. Harry could feel himself getting more excited just watching the way her feet were moving naturally. After 5 minutes, he figured that he had given her enough time to compose herself (as could be seen in Camera 3), so he prepared for step 2 in his revenge.


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Chapter 6 - The Interrogation
When Harry came back on stage, Jen began to turn red again, still angry with what Harry had done to her so far in the evening. She never expected to find herself in an empty showroom, trapped inside a magic trick, vulnerable to her captor, and that this was all planned by Harry. He was always the caring type, worrying how a trick felt to her, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable doing any of the tricks. He was always genuine in his concerns about her. This is why she was so confused by what he had done to her so far.

She realized, though, that if she was going to get herself out of this predicament, she would have to be calmer towards him, and try to reason with him.

"Harry.....", Jen whined, trying to play on his sympathies, "why are you doing this to me? I have been there for you all your career. If I did something wrong, I am sorry, just please, let me out of here!"

Harry thought about what she had just said, thinking:

"Are you mad? Do you know what you are doing? Is this all worth it?"

He just stood there for a minute thinking about what he had done to her so far, realizing that once he continued on, there was no turning back. Then he thought to himself:

"She has been using you all this time. She knows what kind of a pushover you are, and that she can get away with anything. That can happen no longer, if you are to survive!"

Harry now knew that it was payback time for all the time she used him. She did not deserve any sympathy from him. He was the one that was being used. He was the one that was the victim all these years. There was no turning back, and the only way to go was to continue on with his revenge.

"You know, Jen, we have been together for a long time. Almost 2 years now. We have gone through many different people who have helped us along the way. People have come and people have gone, but the two of us have been together through it all the way. The long nights that we were forced to spend practicing our skills for the shows, the endless crowds to please, the days of planning how we were going to perform, what we would do in our show; we have been together the whole time for that. With all the time we spent together, I thought that we had gotten to know each other really well. But I am not so sure anymore. I believed that you were loyal to me, that you believed in what I did, in my talents, in my abilities as a magician, but I don’t think that you feel that way about me. I am sure that I have let your obvious beauty convince me that it was true. I wanted to believe that you thought that way about me. Well, I have finally seen the light. So, are you going to be truthful with me, or am I just going to have to get it out of you???"

Jen was perplexed by this last outburst by Harry.

Harry took Jen’s silence as a sign of resistance, so he decided to give her something else to think about.

He proceeded to use his fingers again, but this time using both hands to firmly grasp his victims feet. Each hand had a relentless grip on her feet, and with the fingers, Harry scratched across both soles, like he was playing a piano, hitting the same four keys over and over again, as fast as he could.

Jen tried with all her might to resist this double torment, but after a few seconds, she couldn’t help but express her voice.

"AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....STOP IT NOHAHAHAHAHAHA"

She was laughing uncontrollably, testing out her stocks on her feet. Thanks to the locks and the extra padding Harry provided, they did not even budge a millimetre.

Jen’s toes squirmed and wiggled, hoping to loosen Harry’s grip he had on her feet, but there was no way Harry was going to let go now.

Harry released her from his grips again, and gave her a few seconds to think about what she say next.

"So,", said Harry, "are you ready to answer a few questions of mine?"

"Ahh, I don’t know what you want me to tell you, but I have done nothing wrong."

"Ok then, let me ask you this: Have you been giving out any of my secrets of my illusions that I keep on developing?"

"How could you even suspect something like that from me!", pleaded Jen, "I have been loyal to you from the beginning. Why would I do such a thing?"

"Are you saying that you are not the one that has been ruining me?"

"Of course not.....why would you think that?"

"You sure that you didn’t?"

"No way did I reveal anything to anyone!"

"Just wanted to make sure of your answer!"

Harry was hoping she would deny it. He had so much in store for her, and he was just beginning.

He went into his briefcase that he brought onto the stage and produced a 2' length of rope. He went to Jen’s feet and proceeded to join both her toes together with the length. He went around her toes 4 times before knotting them up. From there, he took the length of rope left and tied it to the loop that was attached to the stock. This, in essence, made her feet immobile to any motion she may attempt. He had her exactly where he wanted her!

Jen struggled with all her might to move her feet apart, but Harry made sure that she would not be able to move her feet apart, or that she would be able to move her feet more than an inch to the left or right. Her feet were pretty much completely vulnerable to whatever Harry had in store for them.

The next thing he brought out of the case was a 4" long white bird feather. It was a firm feather with a nice point to it. He went over to Jen’s head to show her the feather.

"I hope you are ready to admit to what I know….", Harry said sternly to Jen.

Her eyes widen with the sight of this item of tickling. There was a sense of urgency and panic in her as she tried to find a way to avoid the inevitable attack on her ultra-sensitive bound feet. She pulled and tugged on the ropes and stocks that had her in place, while pleading with Harry.

"PLEASSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEE………….NO, NO, NO……..NOT THAT……………DON’T DO IT!! I AM TELLING YOU THE TRU……."

Before she was able to finish her sentence, Harry took the feather and placed it at the hello of her left foot. Her feet winced and tried to scrunch up to protect them for the feather, but with her toes tightly bound together and the tied to the box, there was nowhere for them to go. From there, Harry moved the feather up the sole of her foot, up to the ball of her foot. All the while, he lightly wiggled the feather on the way up.

The screams out of Jen’s mouth was more intense than ever before, with the feather causing more sensations in her feet than she knew existed.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA….ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!! STOOOOOOOOOOOOAHAHAHAHAPPPPPP IIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHAHAHAHHAHAHA……NOOOOOOOOO!!"

The echo in the empty stage resided and compounded to make it sound as if Harry was tickling a chorus of assistants rather than just Jen. He found himself briefly stopping in shock of the loudness of her screams. After composing himself, he continued with his path along her foot.

"Looooook hereeeeeeeeee…..your poor toes are vulnerable. Wonder how ticklish you are there??"

"MY GOD………NO, ANYTHING……PLEASE…." She was still trying to catch her breath from the last attack on her now tender feet. "I WILL TELL YOU ANYTHING!!!!"

"Where you the one that was telling Richard my secrets to try to ruin me???"

She took a second to think the answer over, before saying, reluctantly, "I have no idea what you are talking about….."

Harry just ignored the rest of what she was saying and proceeded to put the feather in between her toes and tickled them with a vigor not used yet on his helpless assistant, or anyone else. He was relentless on her toes. He continued for 10 minutes attacking only her left toes, getting each toe and inside each space.

Jen’s face was turning beet red with all the laughing she was enduring. Her energy was draining from her by only this feather that Harry had in his hand. She could not bare to continue on with it. She had to tell Harry the truth once and for all, before she completely collapsed, or Harry did something more dastardly!!!! That is if he would stop….


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Chapter 7 - The Confession
Jen had been exhausted by all the tickling Harry had exhibited on her feet. For a time, she thought that he would only do a little, then just give up. She underestimated him, though. If she didn’t tell him what she had done in the past, even if it was to their benefit, she felt that he could go on forever.

"OK, OK….." She tried to catch her breath before continuing on. "There is some truth to what you are accusing me of."

"Please, continue. BUT, if I think that you are not being completely truthful to me……"

Harry grabbed Jen’s pinky toe and gave it a pass of the feather. This once again distracted Jen to giggle more.

"I willllllllllllllllll….."

She once again tried to compose herself before telling her story.

"Harry….you know that I have been with you pretty much since you started the show. I know how much it has meant to you to succeed in this town and in the magic community. You are THE most talented magician in this town!"

Harry, hanging over at her feet while she was telling her story, looked down at her helpless feet, still bound to the box, and stroked her toes with the feather.

"HEHEHEHEHEYYYYY…..I MEEEEHEHEHEHEANNNN ITTTTT….."

She takes a second to catch her breath again, her muscles still sore from the previous tickling session she has been put through.

"I am not just saying that. I have felt that way from the first time I saw you perform. That is why I had to be part of your show in the first place, and that is why I did what I did."

"YOU SOLD ME OUT BECAUSE YOU THOUGHT I WAS A GOOD MAGICIAN????"

Harry suddenly turned beet red with anger, unable to comprehend what Jen’s reasoning was for her betrayal. He thought to himself how a person could betray their mentor. He decided that any revenge was going to be lenient in comparison to how he would not be able to be the magician he always wanted to be. His dream was over, and this person was the reason for it. He reached into his briefcase, looking furiously for his unmarked bottle.

"No, not at all Harry. Are you listening to me? Harry…..HARRY! Listen to me for a second before you pass judgement. Please, Harry, let me try to explain why I did this before you torment me the way I probably deserve for using your career to try to benefit us without letting you know."

Harry was still livid from the betrayal he felt from his trusted assistant, but he realized that it might be good to hear what she had to say so that he would know how to be more careful in choosing an assistant.

"It had better be good, Jen. If your reason isn’t as honorable as you make it out to be, I will give your feet so much anguish that what I did before would have been like a massage to what I have planned for them. Continue!"

"You see, I know that the only thing that is holding you back from making a name of yourself in this business is the basic fact that you can’t support a larger show than you are at the moment. We need the extra assistants, the bigger production, and the lavish props to make our show comparable to the rest of them out there, especially that pseudo magician, Richard Zonkle. The thing is, he couldn’t create a magic trick for the love of him. He barely can pull off many of the simpler tricks as it is. The only thing he had that you didn’t was the money. With his father being the owner of the casino, he didn’t have to be talented, just flashy.

So, I figured, if he was going to fund a magic show, it should be for a magician that had the talent to make the magic believable. We both know that with his money, we would blow the roof off the magic community, especially with your mastery of creating illusions…..kind of like the one I find myself trapped in.

It took me about 6 months of watching you struggle to keep the show going to realize that we would need to get the money to put Richard out of business. I struggled on the idea for endless nights trying to find a way for us to get the kind of money Richard had to fund our show. Then it came to me…..why don’t we use Richard’s money to fund our show!

You had come up with the trick where you levitate yourself in that bubble a few years back. I thought it was a good trick, but it wasn’t going to be a show stopper that we were going to need to effectively bring in the patrons in droves. So, I used it to bribe Richard."

Harry screamed out as if a part of his heart was taken out of him. "NOOOOOOO, NOT THE FLOATING BUBBLE TRICK!!! That trick was a beautiful piece of love and peace. I had big plans with that. How could you?"

Harry took her little toes on her left foot and spread them apart so that he could use the feather to saw in between the joint. He worked the feather in like he was trying to cut through her body in the trick. He kept sawing back and forth, forcefully and relentlessly.

Jen, with this sudden attack, was unprepared for the suddenness and forcefulness of the feather on her toe webbing. She screamed out so intensely that the echo came back simultaneously, making it seem like he was tickling 3 assistants, instead of just Jen.

"ARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, HEHEHEHEHEHEHE STTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOPPP, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, PLEASSSSSSSSE PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! LISSSSHEHEHEHESSSTTTTTEEENNNNNN, PLLLLLEEEEEASS HEHEEHEHEHESSEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

Harry saw that Jen was about to pass out with the intensity of his last tickling, and was for the first time afraid that he was going too far, even though she had ruined one of his favorite creations. Mercifully, he let go of her toes and wiped the sweat that was on Jen’s forehead.

He was almost crying with this revelation. It was the first time she actually said that she sold a trick of his. It was almost as if even to that point, that maybe she could have been selling someone else’s tricks, or even some of those tricks that he wasn’t doing anymore. It finally sunk in when she mentioned the floating bubble trick. He had been racing with the idea for about a year, hoping to get it out first, since many magicians were trying to do something like that for years. He didn’t even think that it was his trick that Richard has stolen when he did his version. Harry had just thought that Richard was like all the rest of the magicians, developing the trick for his own show and it was just that he got it out first. It was the next trick that Richard stole, the Dueling Aces, that he figured that Richard might be stealing tricks from him.

It took Jen about 15 minutes to recover from that last tickling. Harry took the opportunity to check on all of the cameras, just to make sure that everything was going along. He still was agonizing with the betrayal, but he took this time to accept the fact and try to get all the information that was left.

Giving Jen a glass of water to relax her, she was about ready to give the rest of her story. She took a deep breath, steadied herself (she had been crying as well, wondering if Harry would ever be able to find it in him to forgive her for what she had done), and continued on where she had left off:

"I had heard through the grapevine that he had been ‘buying’ tricks for years to use in his shows. He never bothered to think of different ways to present them. He pretty much just rushed the trick in to have something different in his shows. It was enough to impress his father to keep feeding his bank account.

Using that to my advantage, I took your illusion, and enticed Richard with it. It wasn’t as if I just got a couple of bucks for that trick. I bargained with him for a good 3 weeks with that one. He was skeptical in the beginning, wondering if I was playing him for a fool (which of course I was, but not in the way he thought I was). Eventually I was persuasive enough to get $50,000 for that trick."

"$50,000? I don’t even make that much in a year here. $50,000 you say. Wow!"

Harry was stunned by this money amount. He had never been able to hold that amount of money at one time. With all the crew to pay and everything, he was lucky to take home $25,000 a year. He was starting to see some merit to selling the trick, even though he felt close to the trick.

"Um….and what, can I ask, did you do with that money, and how much do you have left of it?"

"Oh, Harry, that was just the beginning. I didn’t spend any of this money that I earned from your tricks. Does it look like I have been living the life of luxury the last 3 years?"

Harry knew that she was glamorous in her wardrobe, but he did know that she was wise when it came to her money. In fact, she was the one that was able to balance the books a couple of months ago, when he thought that the show was about to go under. She even took a pay cut to help him out. Depending on how much of this money she had from Richard, it may explain why.

"With that trick, Richard was thinking that I would be the one to be able to bring the influx of tricks to ruin you. For every 3 tricks you would develop for the act, I would sell one to him. I was choosy in which ones I sold though. I knew what tricks would work with our act, like the Dancing Roses and the Pen through the Mirror trick. It was just those larger tricks that you had ideas for, but would never be able to create because of money constraints or just the fact that, face it, they were only average.

So in the last 2 years, I was able to get a good dollar for him to purchase the trick, spend his own money to create and present them. I know it was frustrating to see him doing those tricks, but deep down, you knew that you wouldn’t have been able to do those tricks.

Without realizing it, Richard has been losing money in his act. In fact, with that last meeting, he told me that he would have to go bankrupt if he couldn’t convince his father to give him more to develop the grand illusion that I was going to sell him.

I wasn’t surprised with that at all. In fact, when you find out how much I had saved up from this, you will be thoroughly impressed and will be able to create all those big shows you have always wanted to."

Harry was becoming excited to find all this out. He lived to see the day that he would crush Richard in the ground, especially since he felt that Richard was doing what was mainly his act, taking the credit for himself.

"$250,000? $300,000? Am I close?"

"Try $1,250,000"

Harry almost fainted when he heard that. There was no way he was even ready for that large a bounty from his tricks.

"You have got to be kidding me? I don’t believe you can have that much from him!"

"Well, some of that is interest, but at least $1,000,000 of that is from him. Here, go into my shoe. There you will find a safe combination number. In my dressing room, right behind the small vanity mirror, there is a safe. There you will find the receipts from the Nevada bank account where most of the money is stored, as well as about $10,000, just for an emergency."

Harry went off stage, where he had thrown Jen’s shoes, and searched for them. In her left shoe, the heel of her insoles held a small piece of paper in a plastic bag. He grabbed it, and saw that indeed it was a combination.

"Oh my god. If half of that is true, we would be able to put on a show like none ever seen in this city. It could even be bigger than Siegfried and Roy’s show. I will have to keep you slightly occupied until I can verify this. I am sorry to do this, but until I am sure of this….."

Jen’s face was relieved that he was calmer now than he was a few minutes ago, but that still didn’t reassure her from the last statement. She was kind of scared of what he may have in mind. She had reason to be!

"I will try to prove this as fast as I can, but this is an assurance that you will suffer if you are not telling me the truth. If we are this rich, I will be extremely sorry for what I have done and what I have to do now"

Harry grabbed up the unmarked bottle of powder in his case, hiding it from Jen so not to scare her more than she needed to be. Even if he took only 5 minutes, she might need all the energy she had to endure what he had to do. With a barbecue brush, he dipped the powder onto it, and quickly spread it all over Jen’s sole and in between her toes.

Initially when the powder hit the skin, Jen only felt the coarseness of the powder and nothing else. She giggled from the brush making contact on her soles, but she couldn’t imagine how this could be so bad. After Harry had finished brushing off her soles, he looked back at her and watched as it became apparent to Jen there was more to the powder.

She could only feel the sensation of this powder beginning to cause her feet to be totally itchy. It started off slowly, eating at her nerves, making her feet squirm to try to remove the powder from her feet. Then it became more and more intense. She became uncontrollably helpless to the feeling in her feet. Her feet attempted to twitch and pull on the ropes and stocks holding her feet in place. Unfortunately to her, Harry did a very good job keeping her feet completely immobile.

The screams from Jen were intense, and could be heard all throughout the theater. Harry found himself surprised how much of a reaction they were causing to Jen. He knew how bad the feeling would be on her, but it still was louder than he even anticipated.

Quickly, he found the mirror that housed the safe, pulled out the combination from his pocket and attempted to open the safe. It took him 3 attempts, but finally he was able to open the safe. When he saw what was inside, his mouth was the next to open up. Exactly as she had said, there was the account book, with $1,251,284.82 in it as of that day, and $10,000 in $1,000 bundles. She made them rich! He was extremely happy. He could finally realize his dream to house the ultimate magic show. The world was his and he had Jen to thank for it. Jen to thank…..

"OH MY GOD, JEN! I AM COMING!"

He locked the safe quickly, moved the mirror back into place and ran as fast as he could back to the stage, where he had left Jen suffering.

He could hear the screams still emitting from the stage area, but they seem to be losing intensity. With a glass of water he had off stage, he approached her soles and splashed her feet with most of it. He took great care to make sure that he washed off all of the powder from her poor tortured soles. After a few minutes, Jen recovered enough to catch her breath.

"I am sooooo sorry Jen. I had no idea. I can’t believe you did all this for me. I truly love you for this!"

He bent down to her head, still in the stock, and kissed her cheek gently, showing an affection not seen by Jen towards her. He was almost in tears, not realizing what he had done.

"I am sorry that I caused you all this pain all these years without even letting you in on it. I just thought that you wouldn’t be able to let go of these tricks willingly, even if you knew the reason for it. It was the best way to do it. I truly hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. I did deserve this punishment, even if….."

Harry was confused for a second.

"Even if what, my dear?"

"Even if I was completely aroused by the whole notion of you tickling me mercilessly!"

He was stunned and excited by her admission.

"You know, if I had known that, I would have obliged you much sooner. You have no idea how long I wanted to do that to your feet. Every time you bared your feet for our tricks, it was if you were tormenting me. The way you wiggled those toes, it was like you knew that I was looking at them; staring at them even. The desire was always there to give them a gentle tickle before continuing the trick, but didn’t want to make you think I was some strange person."

"I was hoping you would one day. That was why I wiggled my toes at you. I wasn’t sure if you were just mesmerized by my toes, or if you wanted to do more. So I tried for years to tempt you to. Hopefully we can add this to your new show!"

"Yes, Jen, that will be a part of OUR show!!!"

And with that, he kissed Jen on her lips, finally completing his dream.

The End
 
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