SM Magic's Deadly Situation Reenacted in Game 1: Water Burial Flower

The enormous axe blade, suspended like a pendulum, swung to its highest point, its sharp edges reflecting a cold light.

Whoosh—

the instrument of torture swung again, tracing a terrifying trajectory, almost touching the pale skin on the steel bed.
The sound of the wind, captured by the microphone, made the audience tense; several women, afraid to see the disembowelment, had already closed their eyes.

This wasn't a novel escape magic trick, but the 10-year-old victim made the performance doubly thrilling.

The young magician lay flat on the steel bed. Several leather straps tightened her arms together, and a steel cable
hooked onto handcuffs, pulling her hands towards the headboard. The girl's legs were similarly bound, the taut shackles
leaving red marks on her ankles. A thick, black iron chain wrapped around her seven or eight times, firmly binding the girl to the steel bed,
the ends of the chain nailed to the ground. The performer's limbs were slender and long, subtly exuding a budding allure under the influence of the chains
.

The three-piece lingerie futilely concealed the girl's private parts; the sweat-soaked white fabric was almost completely
transparent. Pink nipples adorned her slightly rounded breasts, sandwiched between two vibrating eggs.
The fabric between her legs was buried in her flesh, exposing her hairless mounds and pink anus, with her clitoris
peeking out under the stimulation of the vibrating eggs.

Her long, snow-white hair cascaded down either side of the steel bed, and a black blindfold concealed the magician's eyes. The girl held an iron
rod in her mouth, her teeth clenched tightly. A steel wire was attached to the top of the rod; the slightest loosening would trigger
the mechanism that caused the giant axe to fall.

As the performance progressed, a section of the iron rod had been pulled out of the magician's mouth, and the giant axe gradually descended to
a very dangerous point, its blade less than ten centimeters from the steel bed. To avoid slashing her stomach,
the girl had to hold her breath and pull in her abdomen, her ribs and hip bones emphasizing her slender waist. The prolonged self-imposed suffocation
seemed to have reached its limit; her body flushed a pale pink, and her chest involuntarily heaved.

"Ugh—uh!"

Although she hadn't reached menarche yet, the girl had already experienced adult pleasure. Furthermore, she
had even become addicted to the pleasure derived from sadomasochism and near-death experiences. The pain of suffocation became a catalyst for orgasm,
causing her to groan uncontrollably, her legs involuntarily rubbing together.

A moment of distraction, less than a second, had terrible consequences: the counterweight pulled the wire, forcing the iron rod
out of the magician's mouth. Immediately afterward, the pin, no longer secured by the wire, sprang out, and the final safety
lock maintaining the axe's height completely failed.

Squeak—clang!

Amidst the gasps of the audience, the axe slid deep into the steel bed. But the magician had already
vanished from the steel bed.

The spotlight swept across the stage like a search party, then turned to the back of the audience. The young magician, draped in
a long white robe, stood high on the railing.

The girl, having removed her blindfold, revealed an unusual beauty. Her delicate face, still slightly immature in features,
was beginning to show a refined elegance that was pushing her from cuteness to allure. Veins tinged her clear pupils with a pale pink,
her large, round, expressive eyes elongating at the corners, reminiscent of a kitten. Her lips were thin, barely touching, and
her small mouth was slightly pursed. Her breathing wasn't yet fully steady, and her slender nose twitched slightly.

A slight upturn at the corners of her mouth, a gentle sway of her waist—the girl's unintentional movements exuded a seductive charm,
infusing her youthful body with a hint of adulthood. Even if this precociousness didn't quite qualify as stunning beauty, it was enough to break through
her fragile exterior and arouse the desire of adults to play with her.

This was Felicia, the "Colorless Princess."

The girl's eyes swept across the audience, a bored expression on her face. She leaned back straight,
disappearing from everyone's sight.

Amidst a tidal wave of applause, the host hurriedly rushed onto the stage. Normally, this would be the magician's thank-you speech
, but the girl had clearly lost interest, forcing the host to hastily announce the end of the performance. However, to
the audience, the disobedient princess only made her more charming and adorable.

*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

Barnes set out his cup and turned on his computer. As usual, he logged onto the company homepage to check
user feedback.

Of course, he could guess the comments: those who had seen the live performance boasted about it, while the rest
urged the paid channel to release new videos. Barnes carefully sipped his coffee, a look of enjoyment on his face. This
drink was quite precious; even for him, it wasn't something he could enjoy anytime.

Clang!

Barnes didn't need to look up to know who the newcomer was. At Dorothy Entertainment,
there was only one person who dared to kick down the door and barge into the Entertainment Director's office.

The white-haired girl shoved herself into a chair, then quickly
jumped up, realizing the desk was obscuring most of her face. She turned the computer monitor towards herself and, unsurprisingly, saw
photos of the previous day's performance.

Felicia loudly read out the news headline: "'The Colorless Princess' has performed successfully once again."

"I've had enough! What's so surprising about this kind of success? It even made the headlines!" The girl
pushed the monitor aside. "Barnes! I want to perform real SM magic!"

Barnes gently adjusted the monitor, shrugged, and said, "But Felicia, your performances
are already beyond your age, practically indistinguishable from adult performances, except for... um... that..."

Felicia pouted and said, "Come on, Your Excellency, the new-era porn king, the courses you've arranged for me
are all about practice. I know those older women's performances only involve being penetrated by men a bit more
, but I'm not talking about those boring, assembly-line tricks, but real, exciting, '
dangerous' magic that fully showcases my talent."

The little magician waved her hands, trying to boost her confidence, but looked more like
a child begging for candy. Whether it's the little princess on stage who easily ignites the audience's desires, or the childlike
girl offstage, it's all Felicia's true self. It's precisely this combination of innocence and allure that allows her to conquer
the masses.

Barnes recalled the data: "First, those older women are on average under 22. Second, according to
last year's statistics, even the silly little tricks you mentioned have an accident rate of nearly 10%."

"Being tied up with a few ropes, surrounded by some fake toys, and a bunch of doctors—so
what if an accident happens?" The girl interrupted her boss's persuasion without hesitation. "What's the real mortality rate? One
in a thousand? One in ten thousand? Ha, it's less than one in ten thousand."

Barnes glared at the girl: "Don't use your psychology knowledge on me. Even if you want to perform dangerous
SM magic, at least wait until you're 18."

"I'm not a child anymore, Barnes. Don't try to fool me. There's no age limit for D-level performances. I
want to change my contract to D-level." Felicia glared back at the man.

"You're still just a little girl, not old enough to understand D-level." Barnes, seeing the disdain on the girl's face,
quickly raised his hand. "Okay, okay, your lessons are very comprehensive; I'm the one who arranged for you to learn."

Felicia was right. In the current trend of SM magic, many performances are actually professional
, with content repeatedly verified and with ample safety plans. Although they seem dangerous, there's basically
no risk to life. In Dorothy Entertainment, this level of magic performance is classified as C-level. Strictly speaking,
Felicia's current performance level is C-level, which is C-level excluding the sexual intercourse part.

Above that, the simplest A-level performances are the stage where Felicia's peers are active, at most involving
some borderline erotic performances. Girls with slightly more talent only
appear as assistants in B-level performances with sadomasochistic themes.

In contrast to the first three levels, which are classified as conventional, D-level performances are completely unrestricted. Even in
the era of the highly developed SM entertainment industry, there are many regions that prohibit performances. In some people's minds, only such cruel performances, similar to those before industrialization
, deserve to be called SM magic. This level has produced many pioneers,
developing various extreme and insane magic tricks based on sadomasochism, until the magician's own demise.

But more often than not, D-level performances are simply torture and murder. Only a few girls sign contracts at this
level, which effectively means they are discarded, no different from being sent to a slaughterhouse.

Barnes seriously considered the feasibility of upgrading the level. While D-level legitimate magicians are extremely rare, they
are more sought after by audiences, and their value is actually higher than the combined value of the other three levels. At least,
the videos and remains of beautiful magicians' deaths are very valuable. Even though Felicia is quite precious, it's only a matter of time before she's upgraded to D-level
; Dorothy Entertainment will definitely squeeze every last drop of value out of her.

The reason the girl remains at C-level is, compared to humanity, office politics are the real influencing factor.
In recent years, audiences have grown tired of regular performances, and it was Felicia alone who enabled the regular department to achieve
profits equal to the D-level department. Changing the girl's level would require overcoming numerous obstacles.

However, the company couldn't rely on just one person forever, so let Dorothy Entertainment and this girl work together
to survive. Once they found a sufficiently groundbreaking project and convinced the board leaders, they could shut up
those annoying flies. Barnes finally accepted Felicia's suggestion.

The man tapped his finger on the table and said, "Alright, I can arrange your D-level contract. But this means
you will completely lose your human rights and become the company's property, requiring final confirmation from your guardian."

The girl laughed out loud: "Am I not the company's property now? That old gambler
would probably laugh himself to death if he knew he could sell me for even more money."

Felicia was barely old enough to remember when her father sold her for gambling money. Although the girl was a natural
masochist, it didn't mean she would enjoy abandoning her family.

"You're right. So eager to become a man's toy, then I'll grant your wish." Barnes' tone
turned icy. "To fully demonstrate your value, your project will be the most brutal possible torture performance.
Be prepared."

"Deal." Felicia picked up Barnes' cup, downed her coffee in one gulp, turned, and kicked the door shut. "Hot
! Bye!"

The middle-aged man's previously cool demeanor crumbled. He stared dumbfounded at the empty cup, almost bursting
into a tirade.

*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

Felicia's first D-rated performance received a fervent response.

Occasionally, one or two tickets would appear on the black market, branded as "The Colorless Princess" death commemorative tickets,
fetching astonishingly high prices.

Very few minors could survive a single D-rated performance, and those lucky few all
perished in the second act. Even though Felicia was hailed as a genius SM magician, she was ultimately too young.

To witness Dorothy Entertainment's Pearl of Tomorrow being tortured and killed was perhaps a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Some even pleaded with Dorothy Entertainment not to include the corpse-destroying
magic in the first act, hoping to capitalize on the moment. Given this frenzied atmosphere, it's no wonder the theater was packed.

Dong—dong—dong—

the melodious chimes rang out, silencing the whispers in the audience.

The curtain rose, revealing Felicia kneeling on the ground. She clasped her hands together in a prayerful
gesture. The girl wore a wedding dress, a style somewhere between a cute children's dress and a sexy off-the-shoulder design. Her
long, snow-white hair cascaded over the white veil, adding to her mysterious and solemn air. She wore a pair of headphones, the butterfly decorations
fluttering as if drawn by the elfin girl.

A dignified male voice rang out: "Felicia, are you willing to offer your life to…?"

"Alright, I am, even if I'm tortured to death." Felicia suddenly stood up, her face slightly
flushed, muttering, "How could I have designed such a shameful ceremony?"

"Hello everyone. I am the peerless beauty, the genius magician, Felicia." The girl abruptly skipped
the complicated opening, "Those of you who have come to enjoy the performance have probably heard some rumors, saying that I'm doomed today…"
"Yes, you all wouldn't believe such rumors so easily, would you?

Raise your hands if you think I won't survive today." "Ah, the lights are too bright, I can't see anyone raising their hands from the stage, you should put them down." Felicia
gestured to block out the lights, and several audience members with raised hands let out awkward laughs. "From today onwards,
I will be initiating Dorothy Entertainment's new project—'Recreating the Dead End'."

"As the name suggests, this series of SM magic performances will recreate the inevitable death trap
on stage. As you know, accidents involving death are unavoidable in SM magic performances, but
the cause of each accident isn't always publicly announced. In this project, Dorothy Entertainment will demonstrate
these accidents to the audience. As the challenger, I need to perform SM magic under conditions completely equivalent to death
, showing everyone the possibility of surviving a deadly situation."

Felicia paused slightly, revealing an arrogant smile, raising her right middle finger high, and said, "
SM magicians who die during performances are all trash! Let me show you how a genius breaks
free from a deadly trap!"

A three-meter-high, two-meter-square glass water tank slowly rose from below the stage. The tank was already
full of water, and upon closer inspection, some transparent living creatures appeared to be floating in it. A
triangular rocking horse was supported in the center of the tank, with an electric massager standing atop it, almost as thick as the magician's wrist.
Two small iron rings are welded to the bottom of the box, standing on the left and right sides of the rocking horse respectively.

"Three years ago, an SM magician named Lisa died in this tank. As you can see, this
is just a simple waterboarding escape," the girl said, pointing to the tank. "What's slightly special is that
some jellyfish have already moved in. Their venom isn't lethal, but it can cause spasms of pain.

To avoid the performance going too long, ten minutes after the magic trick begins, a very high concentration of
aphrodisiac, which can be absorbed through the skin, will be injected into the tank. I must escape the tank before inhaling too much of the aphrodisiac, otherwise
I'll become addicted to masturbation like Lisa did, until I drown."

The girl touched a finger to her lips, looking both cute and seductive: "Although the idea of masturbating
to death sounds amazing, I can be gang-raped after tonight's performance. I really want to experience what it's like to be fucked unconscious
, so I won't die easily.

Now, let's pick a few audience members to help me with the restraints."

After a moment of chaos, several lucky people jumped onto the stage. After inspecting the restraints provided by the staff
, they secured them to Felicia one by one. The young girl was manipulated by the men like a doll, her white
wedding dress torn to shreds, giving them a pleasure of defiling her purity.

Under the guise of inspection, several clever and lucky audience members began to pry open the girl's vulva.

"Mmm—don't scratch with your nails~ My hymen is already broken~" The girl twisted her body,
pretending to avoid the men's harassment, but her small tongue wrapped around the men's fingers, "Ugh—but
this is the first time my little cunt has tasted a living thing~ mmm—"

Hearing the girl's words, the men almost couldn't resist taking off their pants to enjoy her. The staff
quickly stopped them amidst the boos from the audience, bringing the performance back on track.

Felicia's hands were folded behind her back, raised upwards, and handcuffed, her thumbs also handcuffed
together. Under the staff's guidance, the audience members used several leather straps to tie her arms together. The elbows clasped together from behind
placed a tremendous strain on the girl's shoulders, causing her to let out a soft groan of pain. The magician's hands
were clasped together, encased in locked gauntlets.

A staff member pulled a chain hanging from the ceiling, and the men on stage wrapped the chain around the girl's neck and wrists
three or four times, then locked it with iron locks. Now Felicia's hands were firmly fixed behind her neck
.

Next, layers of leather straps tightened around the girl's chest and arms, the restraints digging deep into her white skin, leaving
faint bluish-purple marks. With her chest space severely restricted, the girl could hardly breathe, let alone take a deep breath; even
normal breathing was difficult.

"Ugh...uh...uh...everyone's...uh...you're so strong—"

Felicia's shoes were removed, and she was put into a pair of metal slave boots. Iron shackles on the top of the boots tightened around
the girl's ankles, and a row of iron buckles on the instep were also locked, forcing her delicate feet into a taut position.
The shoes had a 5cm thick forefoot and a 20cm high heel, with an open latch at the bottom
, waiting for the magician to lock them to the ring at the bottom of the water tank.

Felicia's eyes were covered by a black blindfold, and her mouth was gagged with a gag. The young magician
looked pitiful, but her thighs were already wet with arousal fluid, probably already immersed in
the pleasure of losing her freedom. The girl's reproductive system was not yet mature enough to bear the responsibility, but she had already learned the art of welcoming guests.

The lucky audience members reluctantly took one last sip from the girl before being asked to leave the stage by the staff.
A staff member removed the earpiece from the girl's head and replaced it with noise-canceling headphones.

Another man walked to the center of the stage, took out a slip of paper, and read: "I will now explain
the accident that happened three years ago. Our investigation revealed that during Miss Lisa's performance, the aphrodisiac control system malfunctioned
. Due to a crucial screw not being tightened, the aphrodisiac was injected four minutes and fifteen seconds prematurely.
We have recreated this accident without informing Felicia. Furthermore, to allow everyone to fully
appreciate this deadly situation, we have removed the black cloth covering the tank. Please look forward to 'The Colorless Princess' breaking free from this predicament
!"

Less than two-thirds of the allotted time for escape—this was the truly terrifying aspect of this seemingly inescapable predicament.
The protagonist of this performance, however, remained oblivious, still savoring the pleasure of restraint.

The tank lid opened to both sides, and the girl, suspended by a chain around her neck, was slowly lowered into the tank.
The lid closed again, secured with eight pairs of metal buckles, leaving only a small, bowl-sized hole in the center for the chain to pass through. A
pink flexible tube was also thrown into the tank and sank to the bottom.

The staff placed a timer next to the water tank, and the ten-minute countdown had begun.

The heavy slave boots pulled Felicia to the bottom of the water, the gentle movement creating a current that softly pushed away the jellyfish.
The tender female body in the water appeared even more translucent, her long, snow-white hair floating on the ripples, like
an angel stepping out of an oil painting.

The little magician felt around with his legs, found the rocking horse, and mounted it. The vibrator stretched open her white
, tender opening and probed inside. The girl felt waves of throbbing pain in her lower body; if she weren't in the water, she probably
would have already let out a moan.

Even though she had never tasted a man, this wasn't the first time Felicia's lower body had been penetrated. She smoothly swallowed
half of the dildo, feeling a tingling numbness deep inside her vagina, clearly indicating it had reached her G-spot. The girl paused,
a lewd smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, her body jerking downwards.

"Gulp—"

The vibrator mercilessly tore open her cervix, bringing a burning pain to the girl's lower body.
Several bubbles escaped from her lips, her brows furrowing tightly. A wisp of red emanated from her vaginal opening, like the stamen
of a pure white flower. Felicia's lower body trembled, her long legs tightly gripping the triangular wooden horse.

After a short rest, Felicia seemed to adjust to the foreign object in her womb. She straightened her legs and placed her heels
on the rings at the bottom of the box. A dull clatter came from the tank, and the locks on the bottom of the slave boots were secured to the rings
.

Except for the restraints being a size smaller to fit the girl's body, the props used in this performance were almost
identical to those from three years ago, even the electric dildo was designed to adult size. Only the shoes
had been slightly thicker, somewhat compensating for the girl's height, but even so, the upper
edge of the triangular wooden horse was deeply embedded between her labia.

A buzzing

sound rang out, Felicia's lower abdomen trembled, and her body suddenly straightened. The foreign object stirred her
uterus, bringing the girl both agony and pleasure, making her involuntarily sway her hips.

The chains suspending Felicia tightened, completing the magician's restraints. However, three minutes had already elapsed on the timer
. The girl in the tank was unaware of the approaching danger.

The little magician's throat churned. The harsh training had only strengthened her endurance, not alleviated
the pain of suffocation. The instinct for survival was about to take over her body, forcing her to inhale water into her airway. The enormous
sex toy was also thrusting into the newly torn wound, causing her legs to twitch involuntarily.

Felicia wriggled her upper body, seemingly struggling to break free of her restraints. But she had to carefully
control her movements to avoid touching the jellyfish's tentacles.

A minute later, the magician's efforts paid off; the girl was freed from the gauntlets and thumb cuffs.
But this did little to alleviate the crisis; three or four more layers of restraints remained around her arms.

*Kala-la-la*

—A jellyfish gently brushed against Felicia's left shoulder, causing her body to convulse violently and
the iron chain around her neck to sway. The muscles in the girl's back tensed, pushing her twisted shoulder joints to the brink of loss of control.

Whether it was luck or misfortune, the swaying caused the taut chain to suddenly pull out a large section. The girl's upper body
gained some freedom, but the already tangled knot tightened even more, making it impossible for her to free her arms from behind her neck.

The countdown ticked by, slowly approaching four minutes and fifteen seconds, yet the magician's escape seemed to be
making no progress. When the timer turned red, the hose at the bottom of the tank also trembled, spraying out a few drops of pink
liquid. Perhaps due to a malfunction, the aphrodisiac was not being released very quickly.

*Gurgle-gurgle-gurgle*

—Sensing the anomaly, the jellyfish began to scatter, their tentacles sweeping across the little magician's body, causing her legs and
abdomen to spasm and tremble violently. Strings of bubbles emerged from the girl's nostrils, and white foam squeezed from the edge of her gag.

Felicia took over ten seconds to barely regain control of her body. Even without sight, she should have known
what danger was imminent. But with her hands and feet still under her control, the girl seemed to have fallen into despair
.

"I won't die here," the "Colorless Princess" declared in her mind.

The magician's upper body bent backward as if broken, her boneless lower back pressed tightly against the edge of the rocking horse,
displaying superhuman flexibility.

The girl's long legs, however, became a problem; even with a near 180-degree bend, her neck only reached her
calves. She twisted her left wrist, lifting her right arm upward.

*Crack*

—Felicia's right shoulder twisted at an abnormal angle, the overloaded joint finally dislocating, leaving its
normal position. With the help of her left hand, her right hand, already exhausted from the pain, barely reached the buckle of her slave boots. The vibrating dildo on the rocking horse had completely transformed into a torture device, pushing up her small uterus, its terrifying outline

protruding from the girl's belly .
Her pale skin was stretched until it lost its color, revealing several blue veins. Driven by the vibrator
, the girl's lower abdomen trembled violently. The skin around her vulva was engorged and swollen, with
faint traces of vaginal fluid visible at the edges. This scene pushed the lewdness in the water tank to its peak.

*Clatter clatter*—the

physical torture didn't affect Felicia; she easily unlocked her shackles. Her smooth feet curled
up and slid out of her slave boots. Only the red marks on her insteps and ankles indicated that the magician
had been fixed to the bottom of the water tank just seconds before.

Felicia straightened her upper body, kicked off her shoes, and finally escaped that terrible instrument of torture. Her vulva
seemed reluctant to let go of the vibrating dildo; a bit of pink flesh was exposed before quickly retracting.
The trembling opening couldn't close into a slit, remaining open as a small, round hole. A smear of blood mixed with slime
drifted from the tip of the vibrator.

When the magician escaped the rocking horse, the pink liquid had barely covered the top of her slave boots.

Although the girl's arms were still restrained, the escape was now a breeze. She endured
the jellyfish's whipping blows, pressed her body against the bottom of the tank lid, and extended her right leg through the chain opening, her toes deftly
unlocking the latch.

*Splash!*

"Gurgle! Ooh-ooh—"

Felicia opened the tank lid and splashed water onto the stage. The girl rolled out of the tank, but
the chain around her neck had been straightened, suspending her in mid-air. The magician's survival instinct kicked wildly,
but the tank's surface, wet with water, offered little leverage.

*Crack—Splash!

* "Cough—"

The little magician successfully freed herself from the restraints around her neck and fell onto the stage. Compared to the pain she had just endured
, falling from three meters seemed insignificant.

The girl curled up in the puddle, coughing water from the gag and her nostrils. Perhaps due to inhaling some aphrodisiac
, her delicate skin was flushed with a sensual blush. Her long white hair clung to her small body,
making her look pitifully beautiful.

The magician twisted her upper body again, trying to completely free herself from the restraints. A leather shoe stepped on her
arm, immobilizing her.

"Ugh—"

Felicia groaned in pain from her dislocated joint, but the man on her foot ignored him. A mixture of love fluid
and clear water spurted from the girl's vagina; she was clearly enjoying this unexpected surprise. Barnes

, the head of Dorothy Entertainment, known as the new era's porn king and Felicia's direct superior,
personally appeared to wrap up the first D-rated performance of "The Colorless Princess."

"Thank you all for watching the first performance of 'Death's Reappearance.' As a series, the first installment of 'Death's Reappearance' includes
twelve different magic tricks, one of which will be performed each month thereafter. Until all the magic performances are completed
, only death can end Felicia's performances. Dorothy Entertainment will also spare no effort to ensure a replacement magician for the future
."

The man bowed slightly, saying, "Now, it's time for 'The Princess' to give back to everyone.
Tonight, please enjoy her body to the fullest and celebrate this thrilling survival with your semen." Barnes

stepped off the stage, hearing the cheers erupting from the crowd. He knew he had won this gamble;
the opening stock price tomorrow would propel Dorothy to new heights. And the girl sobbing and wailing on stage—
surely she would survive…right?

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