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Chapter 4
by Moot
Which tent does Vanessa visit?
The Magic show!
Vanessa came to the conclusion that the tent she'd be able to endure was the magic show, though she still disliked magic. Vanessa always tried to prove that magic didn't exist, desperately trying to ruin a magician's career by not co-operating and revealing the secrets. Vanessa had ruined so many magician's careers that she developed a one sided opinion that magic doesn't exist. She was going to enjoy ruining yet another magic career.
As Vanessa approached the tent, there was a ticket booth, and two security guards standing by the tent entrance. There was no sign of a queue, which Vanessa assumed meant most people were already inside. She strutted straight past the ticket booth, which was her first mistake. "Oi, excuse me ma'am, you gotta pay like everybody else!" A man in the ticket box shouted toward Vanessa, who stopped and titled her head to look at him. She sighed and strutted over to him. "The fuck would I pay for something that don't even exist in the first place?" Vanessa remarked rudely. "Well lady, rules are rules, pay up or you don't go in." The man responded, keeping calm. Vanessa didn't want to have to argue her way into something she doesn't really wanna do, she's only there because the magic show could be where her sentence is taking place. However, Vanessa still wasn't gonna pay to go in. "I am Vanessa Sinclair, powerful CEO, and I demand you let me through this instant!" Vanessa yelled at the ticket man, her patience had run thin. "Lady, I couldn't give two flying fucks if you was the president of the United States, rules are rules! Now PAY UP!" The man snapped back at Vanessa, his patience had also run thin.
Meanwhile, the two security guards had noticed the commotion, and both approached the bickering pair. "Alright what seems to be the problem?" One of the very large security guards asked. "This lady is refusing to pay" the ticket man explained, pointing at Vanessa. "Now madam, you are aware these things ain't free, so either you pay up or we escort you off the premises." The security guard kindly explained to Vanessa. "Well you don't understand--" Vanessa tried to explain. "I understand very well. Now, I'm not really allowed to do this, but seeing as you are a very beautiful woman, and those breasts look eager to burst, I'm willing to let you inside if you give us a flash!" The security guard offered to Vanessa, caressing her body gently.
Vanessa didn't know what to do. On one hand she could show her tits and get in free, or on the other hand she could be given an embarrassing escort off the premises. She didn't want to flash her tits, but she didn't really see an alternative. The gorgeous woman reached for the tips of her crop top, and pulled them up. Her perfect round breasts popped out into everyone's view, leaving all three men's jaws wide open. There was a brief moment of silence before Vanessa tucked breasts back behind the crop top.
"There, happy now?" Vanessa remarked, furstrated that she just performed an act she hoped she'd never have to do. "Very happy my lovely, you can go on through!" The security told Vanessa, with a very big smile across his face. Vanessa was now fuming, first she'd had her ass and pussy revealed to the public and now she had flashed her tits to three strangers! Unbeknownst to Vanessa, the ticket man had sneakily taken a picture of Vanessa's breasts and sent it to all his friends, who all found it highly entertaining but wanted more. It seems the ticket man had some sneaking about to do on his break.
Vanessa strutted through the tent's entrance, her sexy ass swaying with every strut. The tent inside was huge, and filled to the brink with people. There was a large stage at the very back, and the audience were sat on rows of benches which increased in height on every row. The benches were also in a semi circle surrounding the stage. The stage had a large sign at the back in beaming yellow lights saying: "Mrs Linnea Vale's Magic show!" Vanessa looked around in disgust, it was worse than she thought. "This place must be where poor people go to feel entertained." Vanessa thought to herself.
Vanessa walked up the stairs and chose a seat at the very back, so she was as far away as possible from everything and everyone. It didn't take long before the lights faded to dim, and music began to play. "Well here go I guess" Vanessa mumbled to herself.
What happens next?
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Downfall
Vanessa's sentence
Vanessa Sinclair is your typical rich CEO, who only cares about her money and is rude to her employees. But when she is caught stealing money from employee wages, her life is about to be changed for good with a new kind of sentence.
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