It had happened before she knew it.  Nicole had only been in Vegas for a day and had just left the half off ticket booth.  She had been looking for a show that was different from the usual Vegas fare.  She longed to see something truly sexy, daring, and risky; but the booth had nothing that appealed to her.

She had left the counter and stepped outside.  It was late and a man strode up beside her.  He spoke softly.  “If you want sexy, this is the show for you,” he whispered in a low voice.  He thrust a flyer into her hands.
 
Nicole looked down and saw an image of an impossibly beautiful woman dressed in tight red latex.  The legend printed across the banner read, “Conquest:  The Ultimate in Forbidden Erotic Fantasies With an Ever- Changing Cast.”  Nicole was intrigued and asked the man where she could see the show.
 
“I’ve got tickets but I can’t sell them to you here by the ticket office,” he said.  “They don’t like me cutting in on the action, and they’ll call the cops.  Follow me around the corner here.”  The man walked briskly ahead and Nicole followed.  He turned behind the next building and Nicole traced his steps without hesitation.
 
The man was waiting behind the corner.  They were completely cut off from view of the throng of tourists.  He extended his hand, a ticket hanging between his fingers.  Nicole took it and reached for her purse. 

“No charge,” the man said. 

“Thank you,’ she said, stunned. 

The man’s eyes looked her over hungrily and Nicole felt uneasy for the first time.  She tried to keep the man talking. 

“Will I be able to see all of the action from my seat?” she asked, glancing down at the ticket. 

“Oh, you’ll have the best seat in the house,” he said, and the tone of his voice made her look up suddenly.  His hand thrust forward, the electric taser striking her bare midriff, and he thumbed the button.  The current flowed through her and she passed out.

When she opened her eyes, her first thought was that she was still asleep and in the middle of a dream.  Her head swam and her thoughts seemed muddy.  Below her she saw several figures moving gracefully across a brightly lit rectangle.  Her vision was cloudy, as though she were viewing the scene through a layer of silk.  Her senses were teased by an almost hypnotic musical score, the deep bass notes thumping rhythmically in her ears.  She could feel the vibrations coursing through her body.

She was aware of a strange sensation, as though she were suspended high in the air.  She did not feel weightless, rather she felt as though she were hanging in some type of web.  Her limbs seemed constricted, and she felt her flesh clearly for the first time.  Her clothes seemed to have vanished and her body felt as though it was wrapped in a cocoon of some sort.  She felt the smooth fabric that encircled her completely.  The feeling was amazingly erotic.  She felt a warmth between her legs as she gradually became more aware of the way the material pressed her breasts against her body.  Her nipples stiffened.  The cocoon left her incapable of movement, but she was not afraid.  The dream was delicious.  She moaned softly and for the first time became aware of how the cocoon enveloped her head.  It filled her mouth and her voice was little more than a muffled hum.

The figures below her began