Final Bondage Audition: They'll Do Anything to Get the Part

By Zatanna Dark

"A seven day all expense paid trip to a Tropical Paradise as part of a Movie Audition? She couldn't say no to that . . . nor could the other eleven Girls who were in competition for the same part . . .

The Director had some very strict and unique ideas about his Auditions and Movies. Everyone and everything was as real as possible . . . no stunt doubles . . . the Damsel in Distress Scenes were as real as the Iron Shackles, whips, pain and Danger. His Auditions were onsite and in full costumes . . . that's why they were on this Island.

There were as many Rich and Eccentric Producers watching the Auditions, as there were Girls fighting for the Part. As each day went by there were less Girls left to compete . . . which was good. It was too late when she realized as the Girls were leaving, so were the Millionaire or Billionaire Producers . . . as the numbers of Yachts, Sea Planes and Limos also decreased after every day and every Audition . . .

If everything she thought was happening was true . . . her only option was to Win the Part with hopes that meant she'd also Win Olivia . . . the only Female Producer in the group."

Love Zatanna

WARNING: Contains Scenes of, but not limited to - Bondage, Submission, Iron Shackles, More Bondage, Distress, Tease & Denial, Kidnapping, Sensory Deprivation, Spanking, Whipping, Pain, Pleasure, . . . Oh, and Lesbian Romance ; )

• Language: English
• Publisher: Zatanna Dark
• Release date: Nov 12, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005124915

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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FINAL

BONDAGE AUDITION

THEY'LL DO ANYTHING

TO GET THE PART

Zatanna Dark

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ESCAPE . . .

Crouched down behind a fallen tree, I try to slow my heavy breathing . . . hoping they don't hear me . . . even the slightest move causes the leaves and twigs to rustle . . . I hold my breath as they come closer.

Looking down, I see my top has gone from just partially torn open by them to the last of the buttons missing from getting snagged on random branches one too many times. Would have been able to block a few of those branches had my wrists and elbows not been tied behind me . . . Fuck! That rope is tight!

At least I made the right choice with my sports bra . . . other then a few small holes, it's holding up and still doing its job.

Slowly I open and close my hands to make sure I can still feel them and keep the blood flowing . . . yep, can still feel them . . . but I'm not getting out of these ropes without help.

The pain in my bare knees from the branches, stones and hard dirt of the jungle floor has begun to throb. Why did I wear these tiny tight Lara Croft shorts? I know these make my ass look fantastic and these would of been perfect had I been cosplaying Lara . . . but not in the real world, in a real F'n Jungle!

The fronts of my thighs and calves are so scratched up and bruised from running through the jungle . . . don't know how Lara ever did it.

I can hear them talking into their radios, {She's the only one left . . . we got the other two . . . we know she went this way}. He's got to be really near by . . . just then several larger beads of salty sweat drip off my cheek and directly into an open wound along the top of my breast increasing the pain and burn of that cut!

Biting down hard on my gag and quietly resting my forehead against the log until the pain lessens and the nearest guy has walked farther away.

Finally I let a long slow breath out and relax for a second . . . as two guys I didn't even hear grab my ankles and pull me out of my hiding spot ass up and breasts and face sliding across the leaves and branches! Fuck No!!!

I roll over onto my bound arms and get one guy in his stomach with one foot and the other less lucky one, a direct hit to his crotch as he goes down hard! Maybe twenty feet away I hear, SHE'S OVER HERE! as three more guys come running out of the jungle and tackle me hard!

The first guy who jumped on me went right from my breasts thinking that's how you hold a Woman down. The struggle was enough to cause my gag to slide out of my mouth and I bit his wrist causing him