Waxworks

Riff is trying to persuade me to work as an assistant in his wax museum, but I am not too sure. Jokingly, Riff suggests that I could always be on display there instead. I reply "how would I be able to do that" and he says the word "waxwork" and I freeze into a statue. I am standing well balanced, taking a step forward with right arm forward and left arm hanging loosely by my side. Looking straight forward blankly, with lips slightly parted. Riff waves his hand in front of my eyes, and lightly shakes my shoulder to test that I am completely frozen. He also smooths mycheek very lightly, but no reaction from me. I am frozen. Riff asks a series of questions, to one of which I reply very very slowly " I am a waxwork statue". He slowly lifts my limp left arm straight out in front of me just below chest height, and it remains there, with fingers hanging in a loose shape but frozen. He also adjusts the right arm slightly, but no hands on head or covering my face. You gaze around my body and with close-ups of my hands and face. He zips the top of my catsuit slightly, and moves his hand slowly over the shiny contours of my frozen breasts and body. Riff says, that he's going to snap me out of it soon, and I won't remember anything, but that I know that he can display me as a waxwork any time that he wishes, and I will be unable to stop him. I reply slowly that I understand and must obey.

I am sitting upright but relaxed on the edge of the couch, feet and knees almost together, with my hands by my side hanging loosely over the edge of the couch. Riff tells me that he can stop me from counting from one to ten if he wanted to, in fact I will only get as far as five. I dispute this but give it a go anyway, and as I get half-way through saying the word five, he tells me to freeze. I am are frozen solid staring blankly straight ahead with lips slightly apart. Riff teases me with a wave of his hand and starts to pose my arms and hands. Lifting my left hand slightly from the couch, it just hangs loosely frozen in position when he lets go. The right hand he lifts loosely and slowly straight out to below chest high and turns it over palm facing upwards with fingers separated and slightly bent, and again it stays in position. He asks me what has just happened to me, and I reply very slowly that I am "deeply ". Many great close-ups of my body, face and mannequin type hands, with Riff commenting on the situation. He then tells me to stand up, and I get up very slowly with my arms and hands still in the same frozen position. Further, views of my body, face and shoes.

I am still standing frozen in the same position, Riff tells me to snap out of it on the count of three. I wake up, feeling a bit confused, and talk about not remembering too much. Riff does a number of quick freezes on me, each lasting about a minute. Each time I pick up where I left off and carry on as though nothing has happened. Expression-wise I am, still more blank than animated, but in different hand poses. Riff poses me slightly when I am frozen, and asks questions as to why I am not moving? I reply with "I am to freeze" and " I am frozen solid". He snaps me out of it and gives me the command "mannequin". Which I freeze in a extra special and classic mannequin pose with long close-ups of my face, hands and body. Riff asks me one final time what has happened to me and I reply very slowly " I am your mannequin master".