Red Light Blue Light: Some Games You Never Grow Out Of

By Zatanna Dark

"Chloe grew up a Town Boy and loved all types of Games. Board Games, Video Games, but her favorite Games where the physical ones. As a young girl being on the losing end of a Game of Cops and Robbers brings her to her first Experience of being tied up and spanked.

Not fully understanding what she had experienced . . . only knowing she wanted to experience it again and again. Finding way after way to trick her Girl Friends into tying her up. She could have those feelings again without letting anyone know she was having those thoughts . . . or at least she thought no one knew . . .

Between her own twist on Truth or Dare and Video Duct Tape Challenges . . . Chloe found more ways to fulfill her needs. Eventually BDSM has become acceptable to talk about and engage in and this is where her life gets more interesting.

Ending in a very adult version of Red Light Blue Light at Bondage World . . . a place that used to be a Roller Skating Rink she went to as a kid . . . Will she Win or Lose this Game?"

Love Zatanna

WARNING: Contains Scenes of, but not limited to - Prolonged Bondage, BDSM, Distress, Sensory Deprivation, Extreme Truth or Dare, Spanking . . . Oh, and Romance ; )

• Language: English
• Publisher: Zatanna Dark
• Release date: Jan 25, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005379391

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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RED LIGHT

BLUE LIGHT

SOME GAMES YOU

NEVER GROW OUT OF

Zatanna Dark

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GAME OVER . . .

Lying, exhausted on my side . . . the stings of the riding crop hitting my ass still burning and very fresh in my mind . . . my arms helplessly laced and buckled into the single leather sleeve held in place by the straps crisscrossing above my tender breasts. Laced so tightly my elbows are touching inside its embrace. Of course she used one of those fancier single leather sleeves with the strap that goes around your already helpless arms and waist. Once pulled tight, my forearms, wrists and hands are not only forced together, but also tightly up against the small of my back and the start of my ass. I roll around trying to get more comfortable on the hardwood floor . . . it's not going to be happening for some time . . . comfort wasn't an option.

Again, I try to move my legs but can only swing my ankles and calves a little . . . from just below my knees to above my waist, I'm bound tightly within an extra heavy leather hobble skirt . . . the perfectly form fitting skirt was already tight as hell when it first went on . . . but the Dominatrix took extra time and effort to lace it as tight as possible in addition to pulling every strap extra tight . . . my knees and thighs were locked together helplessly. Between my leather thong, all of my struggles and now this hobble skirt, my pussy, ass and thighs were soaking wet from sweat and my own juices.

Since the leather hood had been added to my predicament . . . again, as all good Dominatrix's do, laced and strapped extra tight . . . I've lost all track of time in addition to where in the room I am. Not sure how far I've even been able to move, still feeling the burning in my chest from rubbing my breasts against the floor as I struggled to make more progress.

The pains and pleasures of this Game have fully taken over my helplessly bound body as I continue to try my hardest . . . no way to know if I'm Winning or Losing . . .

GAMES . . .

As a little girl growing up we of course had Video Games and Board Games to play and play we did. In Mario Kart as Princess Peach, always had to be Princess Peach, I could kick butt better then most of the boys. For Monopoly, it had many strategies I loved figuring out. It's much more then just random dice rolls. Like did you know that the Top three most landed on spots are Illinois Avenue, B&O Railroad and New York Avenue due to the lay of the land and other variables in the cards?

Whenever playing a Game I've never tried before I would just enjoy it and take it all in the first two or three times playing. Then my need to involve strategies would take over. Early on do you hold onto some money or buy every property even if you need to use your last dollar? Hint, it's that second one. Do all the Carts in Mario go just as fast? No, they do not. As much as I loved to dig into things to find better or different ways to Win, or learn Useless Facts about stuff around us, sometimes my attention to detail could lead to disagreements.

Yup! You've heard of it, the Fruit Loop War of 2004 with Madison. Growing up next door to me was Sweat Little Madison. She was not much up on strategies or facts like