Final Bondage Interrogation: Flog Torture Tie Tease Whip . . . Repeat

By Zatanna Dark

"Welcome to your Interrogation sounded like the perfect B-Day Gift from Zoey. He always wanted his bondage and tortures to last longer and this place delivered exactly that. He would stay helpless and in pain until he decided to give up his Code Number.

Natasha, his bright red haired Russian Mistress's only goal was to make him give up his Code Word and was willing to do what ever that took. His Birthday plan was to last 24 or more hours to enjoy the pleasures and pains of it all . . . 24 hours was just the beginning.

As days roll into weeks and the tortures only get more intense . . . he's lost track of time or days or if he'll ever get free? At least he eventually gets company . . . which is not what he expected.

Why isn't his Code Number working? How are they going to torture him tomorrow? Will this ever end?"

Love Zatanna

WARNING: Contains Scenes of, but not limited to - Bondage, Extreme Cock & Ball Torture, Prolonged Bondage, BDSM, Blow Job, Distress, Tease & Denial, Sensory Deprivation, imprisonment, Canning, Whipping, Pain, Pleasure, . . . Oh, and Romance ; )

• Language: English
• Publisher: Zatanna Dark
• Release date: Nov 10, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005752408

Zatanna Dark

SCROLL TO BOTTOM OF PAGE FOR BOOKS, THANKS, ZATANNAWelcome to My World. I didn't start Truly Living in it myself until Experiencing My first moment of True Helplessness. As we walk the World Day to Day, there's Endless Responsibilities weighing us down. Taking away our Joy. Yes, you can try to enjoy the Day, but what about taking care of this or doing that. Maybe you should be doing all of those things instead of Fully Enjoying your Day . . .Or, we could go to the Bar, do some Drugs, trying to just Relax. Trust me, this doesn't work. The moment you've finally taken enough to Relax, to just forget about your worries, is also the same moment your Senses are so Dulled, you miss or forget the Pleasure. There was your chance to bring back your Joy . . . too bad you won't remember it.Imagine with me a Different and Way Better Option. Imaging the moment where none of your other Endless Responsibilities matter. They just don't matter because even if you wanted to work on them, you can't. There's no Guilt here. When the choice of enjoying every Second of Pleasure becomes Your Only Choice. Now imagine this with all of your Senses Heightened as the Memory of this moment stays with you Long After . . .I'm sharing with my True reasons for enjoying Bondage. To be Tied Helplessly. To Tie Another Helplessly. To be Bound naked Breasts to Breasts while Helpless. To share my Stories of the Helpless with you, My Much Loved Reader. As you can see the Common word is Helpless. Let me explain why you Must be Helpless for the Pleasure to Fully take over your Body, Soul and Mind.For your Mind to Fully enter the World of Pure Pleasure you must first be completely Un-Bound from your Endless Responsibilities. As long as the choice to work on them exists, you will Never be Free of them, not even for a moment. This can Only Happen once you’re Completely, Totally, Utterly Helpless. If you can Houdini your way loose, if you can talk your way out, if you can just use your Puppy Dog Eyes and Sad face to be release, Then You Were Never Helpless.WARNING: Many of my Stories involved No Safe-Word, Not knowing your Safe-Word, being Gagged and unable to say your Safe-Word. This can and is Very Dangerous, as you'll learn through the eyes of some of my Characters. For myself, my Characters and you seeing through their eyes, this takes the overall experience, pain & pleasure to the Next Level. A level that just can't be reached if all they need to do is yell "Purple Banana! Purple Banana!". No Safe-Word = Completely Helpless.If this makes you uncomfortable, it's ok, different kinks. There's endless Books available which I'm sure will meet your specific preferences. For myself and my Characters . . . this is the Path we choose to walk. It's the only Path to Pure Pleasure. Of course, this Path doesn't always end well . . . In fact it can end very badly for those who realized too late . . . where they made that fatal mistake . . .No matter how a story may end for my Character . . . the Journey there will take them to levels of Heightened Senses, Extreme Pleasures & Pains beyond anything they could have experienced when not Helpless. Mind you, neither you nor I will ever be there for a Character's Death. We may watch them heading in what seems like an inevitable path. But it's up to you the reader to finish that part of the Story in your mind. Did they just take their last breath? Did the Maid walk in at the last minute? Did there Lover come back to set them Free? Or to Torture and Tease them more? It's up to you . . . I Trust you . . .Why is Helpless so Important? Right after cuming you try to enjoy it as long as possible, but in the end you pull your Lover's hands, cock or mouth away from your pussy. You turn off the Vibrator, roll over and sleep. You pull your Lover's hands or mouth away from you cock. It just feels too good and you couldn't take it anymore . . . so you make them stop, you make it stop . . .Ask yourself: What would have just happened had I Not had a Choice to make it stop? What would of the rest of that Roller Coaster Ride of Pleasure been like? How many levels of Pleasure beyond what just happen are there? How far could I've gone if the Choice to make it stop Didn't Exist? Unless you are Truly Helpless . . . you will never know.I wish to Thank You Greatly for making it to the end of my bio. Hopefully it gave you Pain and Pleasure, if not, at least a Tingle! Lastly, if you're unable to experience this type of Pleasure that comes with Helplessness in your World, you're Always Welcome to enjoy through my Mind, my Eyes . . .I Love you, ZatannaP.S. Am pretty sure you deserve a Good, Long and Hard Spanking . . .

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BONDAGE INTERROGATION

FLOG TORTURE TIE

TEASE WHIP . . . REPEAT

Zatanna Dark

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CODE WORD . . .

Grabbing the hair on the top of my slumped down head, she pulls my head upright so I can see her bent over and about a foot from my face. She eyes me up . . . then says, in her best Russian Accent, Tell me the Code Word or this will never end. . . . I hesitate . . . take a deep slow painful breath and say, 5986247.

I should be set free now . . . dropped off with a bag over my head in some alley as a car speeds away . . . But revealing the Secret Six Digit code again, does nothing of the sort. It only gets me punished again, as a tired look of disgust appears on her face and she slaps me hard and walks out of the room.

Unable to watch her leave, being too tired to even hold my head up . . . but I can hear the familiar click of her heels on the hard floor as she goes. The large metal door closes with the now too familiar pattern of three long slow squeaks before the hard metal door and frame connect causing an loud {CLACK!} followed by an echoing sound.

I've lost track of how long the Interrogation has gone on today . . . much less how many days I've been here so far . . . as the pain of my most recent face slap subsides I doze off to sleep from exhaustion . . .

As my eyes open back up . . . still groggy . . . I try to lift my hand to rub my eyes to find my arms are once again strapped at sides as I lay on my back again. Trying as so many times before, I attempt to sit up but the strap around my neck holds me down.

No idea why I even try any more . . . just not ready to give up. I go to bend my