This is a quick trick that Pete does if we're mingling with the audience, it's a good close-up trick and usually goes down well, especially with the men for obvious reasons. Everyone knows the Linking Rings trick, the magician has a bunch of silver rings and with a bit of slight of hand rubs them together and they appear to pass through each other and link together. This is Pete's take on the classic.
I start in a bikini and heels, it's one of the string ones that tie at the sides and back. We walk up to a table and Pete asks them if they'd like to see some magic. Of course they do so I hop up onto the table and sit on it with my legs crossed loosely in front of me and leaning back, resting on my hands.
Pete then asks to borrow a ring from someone, usually they're a bit reluctant to give up their jewellery, but someone hands one over. It's normally something with a nice flashy stone, so Pete takes it, reaches up and rubs it against my nose. When he removes his hand, the ring is piercing my nose with the stone hanging down on my top lip. There's some applause and Pete invites the owner to make sure it's their ring and that it's really in my nose. They give it a little tug or rotate it a little, but it really is through my flesh.
Pete asks for another ring, something without a stone, this time there's no shortage of volunteers so he tries to pick something silver and not too wide. I stick out my tongue, Pete rubs the ring on it and I have another piercing. Again the owner checks it's really through my tongue.
Now Pete asks if anyone else would like to try, “we have a few more places we can put some rings” is his usual line. The sharper men at the table are now eagerly volunteering their wedding rings. Pete tells someone to remove my bikini top and my breasts are exposed. Now he has two of the men take their wedding rings and rub them gently on my nipples. By this point my nipples need no extra encouragement to stand to attention and after a couple of seconds I have a ring through the base of each. Typically Pete will choose men who have big thick wedding rings so my nipples end up really stretched out.
“One place left” Pete will announce, “We need a volunteer who knows how to find a woman's clitoris”. That's my cue to reply with “That rules out all the men then” as I shift my position so I'm kneeling on the table, back arched holding my ankles with my legs open presenting my crotch to the audience. Pete will then say he thinks we need something nice and big to decorate my clit, to which I groan and try to look resigned to what's about to happen to me.
The women at the table will eagerly offer up their chunkiest rocks no doubt desperate to exact a bit of revenge for me having the body they all want and flaunting it in front of them.
My bikini bottoms are untied and pulled away, more often than not without prompting and Pete selects the biggest and heaviest ring on offer. I keep my pussy completely bare, I had the hair laser removed some time ago, which usually gets some appreciative nods and murmurs from the men and thoughtful looks from the women. Personally I like the clean look, and it's also practical, if Pete's asking people to stick their jewellery in it you want them to see it's nice and clean.
By this point in the trick I'm turned on enough from the exhibitionism and the rubbing on my nipples for my clit to be peeking out of it's hiding place. Pete says this is the whole idea, so the volunteer doesn't have to go poking about looking for it. The volunteer places the ring against my clit and gently (in most cases, probably down to sisterly solidarity) rubs it back and forth. This gets me panting and sweating and it takes all of my concentration to avoid cumming.
On a few occasions I have actually cum right there on the table in the middle of a crowd of people, it's always a hit with the audience and Pete has tried to talk me into letting it happen every time, but when I open my eyes after a mind blowing orgasm and see a ring of people around me clapping I just want to die.
After a few seconds I feel the jolt in my clit and I know the ring is in it. The volunteer feels the friction increase and releases the ring, this sometimes makes me cum too as the weight of the ring pulls my poor little clit.
There's another round of inspection as the audience tugs the ring and examines my clit. The ring is pieced horizontally through the base of my clit preventing it from retracting under my hood. Every time we do this trick I nearly die from embarrassment as the audience explore my most secret place, presented for their entertainment.
Pete then tells the audience he's going to return their jewellery and produces a length of rope. He hands it to one of the volunteers and tells them to thread it through all the rings. Nine times out of ten they'll start with my clit ring, every pull of the rope rubbing against my sensitive little bud. When all the rings are threaded two volunteers take either end of the rope. They look a bit dubious as Pete tells them what to do next and sometimes look at me for approval. I smile back at them and give a nod, at least they're thinking of me as a living feeling person rather than Pete's hot little magic prop.
I take a deep breath and grit my teeth. On the count of three the volunteers pull the rope taught. There's a brief sting in all my sensitive places and the five rings are dangling free on the rope in front of me. There's a round of applause and Pete takes his bow.
I get down from the table and hopefully find my bikini whilst Pete revels in the adoration of his fans. The audience are usually keen to speak to me too, inspecting the piercing points and marvelling at the lack of damage and holes in me. They want to know how it feels and was it real, I don't mind chatting to them, but I try and get my bikini back on as quickly as I can.
And that's Pete's version of the linking rings trick, you won't see it anywhere else!