In a small quiet corner of a well known city, sat a club that housed the unwashed masses of freaks in the undercurrent of a city. The truth was that many called this small club home, but tonight held so many more secrets than anyone would ever let on. Tonight was the premiere of a new show, featuring a human marionette and her puppeteer...
Dom peeked out from behind the heavy red curtains to see a smaller crowd than he expected but this would do. Dom glanced to Marie sitting so serenely in her chair. His expression softened as he walked to her and kissed her on the forehead. The lights lowered and flashed backstage. It was time.
Dom picked up Marie and carried her onto the stage, sitting her in a small stool. He stood behind her, tying her strings to a wooden control arm and smiled, hooking his microphone over his ear. The curtains lifted.
"Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the show. My name is Dom and this lovely young doll is my wonderful Marie. Say hello Marie." He twisted the control arm and her head picked up and she starred blankly at the crowd.
"Hello all." Her voice rang clear through the now dead quick room. A glass shattered somewhere in the distance as everyone came to the realization that she was in fact not a doll, but a real girl. Dom tilted the bar back and forth so her head swung to one side and then the other, glancing over the entire crowd with her big brown eyes.
"Well Marie, you seem to have gotten their attention. As you are all very well aware now, my doll is a beautiful woman. Her strings..." He said, pulling slightly on the entire control bar, bringing her to her feet.
"...Are pierced through her joints, to give the appearance and control similar to that of a true marionette doll." He said, twirling her in a pirouette to adequately show his handy work. He smiled, seeing Marie looking completely in a world of her own. Her glossy eyes were far away. It was time.
"Ladies and gents, for your viewing pleasure, a suspension of a doll and a dance to make the hardest of hearts melt... Or quake in fear for her life." Dom flourished with his free hand, making four large looking hooks appear from his sleeve. He walked Marie to the stool and bent her over it, carefully making sure her back was flat. He felt her back carefully and began piercing the hooks through her delicate flesh one by one, being careful to miss the musculature below. Four ropes dropped from the ceiling and he tied her hooks to them with great care. a larger control arm came down with them and Dom tied all her smaller string to that with relative ease. He stepped up onto a small ladder and flipped a switch, slowly raising Marie up until her feet barely touched the floor. A haunting melody flowed from the speakers around them in B minor. Dom twisted the bar and Marie began to move in a series of small graceful movements at first. Her body seemed limp whenever Dom wavered in his direction. The dance lasted for a mere 5 minutes but in that short period of time, the trust between this D/s pairing was proven a thousand fold over.
As the music wound down, Dom let Marie's body, slowly come down to the edge of the stage, her back to the audience. blood oozed from the wounds, showing once again just how real she was. Dom's smile was uncontrollable at this point as he walked to the edge of the stage and cut her strings, her body collapsing into his arms. Her strings removed, her eyes fluttered for moment and life sprung back to her. A look of love flushed over her face as she reached up and cupped Dom's face. The couple embraced and the curtain dropped bringing their act to an end...
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