Final Bondage Mistress Contest: Winner Gets to Keep the Loser as Her Slave

By Zatanna Dark

"Slave Heather loves her Mistress Sam and will do anything she asks, including coming with her for a Contest to become the Next Head Mistress. Each Mistress is to bring their Feistiest of Slaves with to help with the Contest . . .

. . . Things didn't go as expected for Mistress Sam and they went in an even Wilder direction for Slave Heather. In a Contest of over 75 Mistresses all wanting to be the Next Head Mistress, Slave Heather's part in all of it grows quickly to helping Judge . . .

. . . Soon Heather meets a Mistress she wants even more then Mistress Sam, but could that ever happen? She's a Slave, that type of choice isn't hers . . .

. . . Large numbers fail to last very long in this Contest of the Best Mistress. Who will it end up being? Will those who lost seek revenge? What kind of Amazing Bondage Finale will it take to be Voted Head Mistress?"

Love Zatanna

WARNING: Contains Scenes of, but not limited to - Slaves, willing and unwilling, Torture, Prolonged Bondage, BDSM, Distress, Sensory Deprivation, Spanking, Whipping, Pain, . . . Oh, and a Contest ending with one or more ending up in permanent Bondage Slavery ; )

• Language: English
• Publisher: Zatanna Dark
• Release date: Mar 12, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005797218

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 MISTRESS CONTEST

WINNER GETS TO KEEP THE LOSER AS HER SLAVE

Zatanna Dark

© 2021 Zatanna Dark

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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JUDGE . . .

It all started almost four weeks ago when the Head Mistress announced her plan to Retire. She has been a part of this Dungeon from the very beginning. When it started out as a few small back rooms in the Basement of a Liquor Store in, let's say, not the best part of Town.

Growing it to one of the Premier BDSM Chateau's on the East Coast. No longer a place that has to hide its sign or lie about what we do. BDSM in America and World Wide has become very mainstream, accepted and a part of our Culture!

Our Head Mistress was one of many who fought for years to make this happen. Now with her leaving, it’s Time for the choosing of the Next Head Mistress.

A Job Interview does not do this. This is done by one of the Many Experienced Mistresses stepping up to prove they have what it takes. Almost every Mistress at our Chateau put their names in the Hat. Then from other Dungeons across the US, the list of names grew!

I think when they closed to accepting any more Applicants, there had to have been close to seventy-five wanting and willing Mistresses ready to battle for her spot. She is very well known in the Community and her Position is one of honor, worth fighting for.

Once all of the Names were in, the Contest was scheduled at an out of the way Convention Center on the edge of the City. Every Mistress was allowed to bring one Slave as part of Round 1 of the Contest . . . this is where I come in.

I am Slave Heather and my Mistress Sam is sadly, no longer in the running as Head Mistress. Each Mistress was told to bring the feistiest and most difficult Slave they had. I won that Title hands down for Mistress Sam.

My path to here today has been an interesting one. I'm now one of the last five Slaves involved in this Month long Contest and we've earned the right to Judge and Choose the Final Winner . . . who will become the Next Head Mistress.

As much as I'd love to share what we're currently watching, I don't feel it would be fair to ignore the Mistresses who tried their hardest, but didn't make the cut.

The close to seventy-five Mistress Slave Teams entered the Center after signing in. As important as everyone's individual Titles like Mistress Death, Mistress Ball Ripper, and Mistress Tease & Deny, may be, here during Round 1, we're all just numbers at this point.

My Mistress Sam was randomly given a 6 x 6 Black Tag with a large White number 27 in the middle. I was given the same size of Tag, but mine was in White with a large Black number 39 on it.

Black background = Mistress. White background = Slave. Simple enough system, but honestly, I was leashed and on all fours while Mistress Sam was Cropping my ass no matter what I was doing!

As we entered the Largest Conference Room, Mistress Sam was now handed a single white nylon rope . . . maybe six foot long max. Looking to all the other pairs in the room, I could have picked every Mistress and every Slave without any Tag system. Theses numbers would be making more sense in a few minutes.

ROUND 1 . . .

The Head Mistress, who was about to Retire, was in charge of each Round. She walks Proudly towards the middle of the Conference Room as four of her Slaves wearing only thongs follow behind her. Their nice breasts are free for us to enjoy.

Once in the middle of the room, two of the Slaves go to all fours while the other two help their Mistress to step up onto their backs. Her spiked heels are clearly digging deep into their backs, but they don't peep a word or sound of complaint.

They know their place in the World, for the Head Mistress has taught them well. The two who helped her up, kneel, and then hold their forearms parallel and against her calves, so she doesn't tip. That would be a sign of weakness that can't be allowed.

She did not need a Mic for everyone to hear her because the room had fell 100% Silent for her to speak. Her voice was nothing but Power as she Welcomed everyone before explaining the basics of Round 1.

I want to first Thank Everyone for the Respect you're currently showing me. My Time in this Position has been the absolute best years of my Life. If I ever had a bad day, I could simply take it out on anyone I wanted . . . it was my Job.

Now that was Funny as Hell, but no one dared to utter a peep . . . even if it was a laugh telling her she was killing it. She broke the tension by simply saying, It's ok to laugh, cause that was Funny. See! Like I said.

The laughs were loud, but over quickly so she could continue. Hopefully before piercing the backs of the Slaves on all fours with her spiked heels. I do truly feel for them.

This Round will be as Difficult as it is Easy in its Simplicity. Each Mistress has been randomly paired with another Mistress's Slave. Find the Slave with your number and tie them up with the Rope you were given on your way into the Conference Room, both wrists and ankles.

Seems simple enough, but I'm sure there's more to this. The Head Mistress continues, Once everyone is paired up, you'll be given five minutes to tie up your Random Slave. They will all then be given thirty minutes to get free.

If the Slave you tied gets loose before the time is up, that Mistress is out of the running for my Position. As simple as this seems, this will be tough