Eva apologizes

"Okay, I admit you are a real magician! Now please Sir Corwin, don't leave me like this!" Eva pleaded. "I'm dying of embarrassment!"

The magician seemed to consider it for a moment, then nodded, his face softening. "Okay, I guess you've learned your lesson, and I can't have someone dying on my stage. I'll bring your clothes back, but it won't be easy." Eva sighed in relief, but it was short lived. Corwin reached forward and placed his hands on her bare shoulders, before slowly running them down her arms.

"What are you doing?" Eva exclaimed, backing away.

"Your clothes have been teleported to the Shadow Realm," Corwin explained. "Since I never touched them myself, I have to touch every part of your body that they were in contact with."

"That's impos-" Eva began to retort, but bit back her words. She didn't believe him, but what choice did she have? "This better work," she mumbled under her breath as she stepped forward.

Corwin stepped behind Eva and turned her to face the audience. "What are you doing?" She hissed.

"These people paid for a show, and that's what they're going to get," Corwin smirked as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He placed his hands on her flat stomach, and they slowly made their way upward.

"C-can't you go any faster?" Eva murmured.

"Unless you want your dress back in tatters, I need to take my time," Corwin smirked. As his skilled hands fondled her breasts, Eva squirmed and a sensual moan escaped her lips. Waves of pleasure bombarded her body as the magician continued groping her. After what seemed like an eternity, his hands finally made their way back down her belly. His fingers lingered for a brief moment brushing against her sex, sending a shiver down her spine. Eva knew without a doubt, that the magician could make her cum within seconds if he plunged them in. She wasn't sure if she was relieved or disappointed that he didn't. Instead Corwin knelt down and ran his hands up and down her legs, his face a mere inch from her bare ass.