I would like to thank @kenjisato for proofreading and editing this chapter.
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Nate and Racheal were a lovely couple, who had been married for just over two years. They took some time off, during their weekend, to see the erotic circus that was in town, which was known for its amazing stunts and musical performances. These acts were performed by seductive stuntmen and women, some of which included having intercourse, too.
True to their fame, the circus was spectacular! Each stunt was breathtaking. And the musicals kept everyone entertained in between the stunts. Racheal caught Nate ogling at the female dancers and the stuntwomen a handful of times, leading to some playful bickering between the two.
Then there was an announcement by the RingMaster, he was asking for a volunteer for the vanishing act. Racheal was so busy looking in the audience to see who would raise their hand, that she didn't notice that Nate had raised hers. When the spotlight was directed on her face, she tried to move her hand to cover her eyes. That was when she realized her hand was raised up and immediately pulled it down, but it was too late.
The RingMaster rallied the audience to cheer for Racheal. With the heat of the spotlight, the audience's cheering, and her husband Nate's constant nudging, Racheal was blushing bright red in embarrassment. Not wanting to be a party pooper, she caved in to the demand and began making her way to the stage, but not before shooting daggers into Nate with her eyes.
The RingMaster politely held her hand to bring her up on the stage. She was wearing a simple pair of fitting jeans and a T-shirt. He noticed the silver wedding ring on her hand. After introducing her to the audience, everyone cheered loudly for her; she could see and hear Nate's cheering, even from this distance, and she gave him a lovely smile.
As the RingMaster was leading Racheal to a cage, she panicked a little when she felt her hands being cuffed behind her back without notice. Just when she was about to protest, the RingMaster whispered into her ear, "Just go with the flow," and to not ruin everyone's enjoyment.
Racheal could feel him firmly holding her cuffed hands, and there was a certain authority in his voice that made her not question him. To make sure she didn't protest again, the RingMaster quickly turned her and taped her mouth. Racheal, nervous and afraid, was sweating profusely. Then he swiftly moved his hands to her back and found the clips of her bra and expertly unclasped them through the fabric, freeing her boobs to jiggle.
The RingMaster held Racheal's raven hair in his hands, showing her to the audience.
"DON'T WE ALL LOVE A BEAUTIFUL DAMSEL IN DISTRESS!?" announced the RingMaster.
The audience all howled at the sight of Racheal being handcuffed and shown around to them. She struggled against the metal binds, her ample breasts swinging under her T-shirt, her eyes scanning the crowd. Having her hands locked behind her back, made her chest stick out a little, making her tits appear slightly bigger than they actually were, and the RingMaster lightly manhandled Racheal, to bend her knees a bit, to accentuate her shapely ass.
With all of this, the audience went wild for her. Everyone was enjoying the scene, except Nate.
Watching his wife being handcuffed and manhandled made him feel anxious and concerned for her safety. When their eyes briefly met, he could see the look of fear in them. But when Nate stood up to raise his concern, it triggered the neighboring spectators, and subsequently the entire audience, to stand, cheer and howl at Rachel, drowning out his feeble attempts to do something.
Then the stage crew rolled in a cage, with vertical bars, into the ring on a cart. The RingMaster, with his hands still holding Racheal by the hair, carefully led her into the narrow cage. When he swung the cage door closed, Racheal was pressed into the bars. The gap between the bars was just wide enough for her tits to pass through. As a bar pressed into her cleavage, Racheal's breasts bulged out a little more around the bars; the same thing happened behind her, against her back as the bar pressed into her ass crack a little.
The crowd whistled wildly at her.
Unable to move or speak, the constant cheering and whistling of the crowd made Racheal feel humiliated, but at the same time, she could feel another sensation down in her crotch.
With her head unable to turn, her eyes searched for Nate to rescue her. The caged Racheal was paraded on the cart, making a round trip of the ring. A wave of thirst travelled through the crowd, as she passed in front of them. After Racheal was shamefully exhibited, the cart was returned to the center.
Curtains were rolled down all sides of the cage, covering it entirely. The RingMaster spelled some magical mumbo jumbo, then struck the covered cage. The curtain fell on cue. Revealing no one inside!
The audience roared. Everyone cheered. Everyone, that is, except for Nate, who was at the edge of his seat, expecting Racheal to appear somewhere else. The RingMaster took a bow.
The cheering began to die down and the show went on. But still no sign of Racheal.
When Racheal didn't show up, even after the show ended, Nate tried to make his way to the backside, but security stopped him from entering the backstage area, and denied his demand to talk to the RingMaster or the manager.
Nate's mind was then a mix of anger, frustration, and nervousness. He headed for the police station, but when he talked to an officer, the officer mocked the hell out of him, and told him to look for his wife under his bed or something.
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After almost a year of following the circus throughout the country, Nate had memorized their routine. And he was pretty sure the staff and crew were also aware of him, too.
But this time, something was different, there was a new act that had not been there before.
The RingMaster, standing on a podium, made an announcement, "Ladies and gentlemen! Put your hands together for our latest talent!! The wild...! The athletic...! The sensual...! Mrs. Pantheress!!!"
Then a woman entered the scene, seductively walking on the balls of her feet, with a leopard print painted all over her body. Her face, too, was painted to match that of a leopard, obscuring her identity. Her hair, short and slick, dyed a similar color as her body, but a slightly different shade.
The woman was completely naked, except for the silk loincloth barely covering her crotch and ass; she had a tail coming out from behind. She had ring piercings on her nipples, with small jingle bells attached to them, and smaller rings pierced along the length of her ears. She had a spiked collar, with some rings on it, fitted snugly around her neck. And finally, a silver wedding band on her ring finger, contrasting against her body paint.
As the Mrs. Pantheress slowly made her way to the center of the arena, her eyes were fixed on the RingMaster. She stretched, moved and did cartwheels to exhibit her physique, prompting a good number of thirsty whistles from the audience.
When Mrs. Pantheress finally reached the foot of the podium, she clung to the RingMaster's legs like a cat, bending her back seductively, wiggling her ass and tail to show how much she loved her master. Her eyes never left his gaze. The RingMaster's mic picked up the sounds of her purring, as she continued to display her devotion to him by licking his boot.
The captivating sight of the Pantheress sure got a lot of the male audience's dicks going, Nate's included, but there was a feeling deep in his heart that screamed at him-- this woman might be his wife, Racheal.
Everyone was so enthralled by the Pantheress that they hadn't noticed an obstacle course being set up, consisting of various poles for climbing, horizontal rods at different heights, and a tightrope-walk among other things.
The RingMaster made another announcement, "This lovely lady over here will finish this difficult course in under five minutes, or else, she will be PUNISHED, IN FRONT OF EVERYONE!!!"
The audience roared!!
The Pantheress was still smiling confidently and waving at the audience, as she slowly, and seductively, walked towards the starting line. Once in position, she did a few stretches to limber up her body.
At the sound of a horn, she began her run. Making a quick sprint to the first obstacle, she reached the first climbing pole. Using the grip of her hands and feet, she quickly made her way to the top platform. From there, she made a short jump to the pole in front of her. She elegantly made her way down the pole, entertaining the audience with her pole dancing.
After reaching the ground, she quickly made her way to the uneven bars. She swiftly swung between the bars, spinning and twisting her body in mid-air. Then onto the pommel horse, she went. As she showed her skills, the loincloth barely provided some protection to her modesty.
She cartwheeled and somersaulted her way to the limbo bars. She arched her back backwards, and effortlessly danced her way from under the bars, shaking her pierced tits to make the bells jingle, with a beautiful smile on her face.
Then with another short sprint, the Pantheress climbed to the top of a platform for the tightrope. The horn blew in minute intervals to let her know how much time had passed. With plenty of time in hand, she waved and blew kisses towards the audience. When all of a sudden her eyes met a particular individual, and her smile faded.
The RingMaster followed her eyes to see who she was looking at. Unlike others who were cheering for her, this person was looking at her with a concerned expression. It was Nate. The two of them longingly looked at each other. Nate then knew for sure-- it was Racheal-- his wife, who vanished in the act almost a year ago.
After what felt like minutes, the Pantheress waved dismissively, and made her way to the beginning of the tightrope. She carefully took a few steps, using her hands to balance herself. Until then, she had been constantly smiling when she was running the course and doing gymnastics. But this time, she was not smiling-- her nervousness was clearly visible. Slowly, she made her way to the middle of the tightrope, where she took a moment to put on a fake smile, and again waved at the audience, their cheering encouraging her to finish the course.
As the Pantheress was waving to the audience, she couldn't help herself and her eyes met Nate's again. Then, the sudden blare of the horn startled her. She lost her balance and she fell to the safety pads below.
"Tch... tch... tch..." The RingMaster clicked his tongue. "Looks like this kitty failed the course! Do you think she deserves the punishment that's coming for her?!"
