Bonus Round 4 Part 1

Okay. So...this bonus round got a little out of hand in terms of length. I decided to break it up into multiple parts. I'll post one part every day for...a while...

Enjoy!

-Laristopa

[b]Bonus Round Four:[/b]

Mardi appeared on stage. Her stomach immediately dropped. She'd forgotten it was already time for another bonus round! She shifted uncomfortably as she felt a cool wetness between her ass cheeks. It wasn't dripping, but it was something she would have to get used to. Mardi stared out at the empty theatre.

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She looked down at her clothes. It was a tight, black, latex "coat" that opened up revealing a pair of black latex panties. It was held shut by a series of ties on her torso and gave her cleavage a healthy boost. The coat had elbow length sleeves that hugged her slight muscles and her studded navel barely poked out. On her feet were a tall pair of heeled, latex boots. Her dark brown hair fell down her shoulders. Mardi had to admit she felt pretty hot in the outfit. She let one hand hang while the other traced along her hair. While she didn't mean to do it, Mardi was unconsciously striking a pose.

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Appearing next to her was Danielle. Danielle's dark, intense eyes honed immediately onto Mardi. Danielle wore a small, black leather dress. It left a lot of skin visible, but her body was fairly thin and lacked the voluptuous feminine curves that Mardi displayed. She was comparatively young in relation to Mardi; appearing closer to a teenager than an adult woman. She had on short, black heels and her brunette hair draped loosely around her shoulders.

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Danielle curled her fingers and examined her nails while scoffing in her low, alto tone, "Looks like you've done nothing but lose since I saw you last, [i]loser[/i]."

Mardi crossed her arms under her cleavage and asked, "What is your deal? I'm just trying to survive as intact as I can."

Danielle put her hands on her hips and let out an annoyed *tch* as she lazily eyed Mardi up and down. "You're failing faster than the last one did. Pathetic. I'll just assist in finishing you off. Maybe the Doctor will find a real opponent to face me next time."

Mardi clenched her fists but stayed quiet. Danielle wasn't worth her time. She had to focus on winning. As she began to calm herself, however, Mardi's various afflictions struck. Her stomach began gnawing in on itself and she doubled over while clutching at her pierced navel. It felt like she hadn't eaten in days! She groaned and gently rubbed her hands along her taut skin. She needed to find the proper...nutrition....and quickly!

As the pain in her stomach began to subside, a pressure started growing within Mardi's wide, dark, nipples. Her hands shot up to cover and caress them. She winced in pain, noticing how incredibly sensitive her breasts were to the slightest of touches.

Mardi's hand quickly snaked between her legs to scratch her leather panties and quell a fiery itch exploding from her pussy.

She was simultaneously enduring intense hunger pains; swollen, pressurized tits; and a burning, irritated vagina.

Danielle grinned and laughed derisively, "Jesus, you're one horny bitch! Rubbing your fat knockers and puffy snatch while I'm watching! I bet you don't even make it to round fifty at this rate."

Mardi tried ignoring Danielle, but felt her cheeks became flush with embarrassment nonetheless. When the itching had subsided, her stomach pains had lessened and the intense pressure in her nipples simply became a constant light pressure, Mardi tried to refocus herself. She didn't want things to get any worse and she felt a strong desire to wipe the smile from Danielle's face.

A soft *pop* from the seats caught Kitten's attention. She cast her eyes out into the dark theatre to see who had appeared. She saw a lone figure sitting near the aisle. Kitten squinted and managed to make out their identity. Her eyes opened wide with fear. Mistress Jennifer's smug grin beamed up at her. Kitten felt her heart rate spiking and she took a shaky step back as Jennifer stood and began strolling towards the stage. She had on her usual chainmail bikini and she moved with a confident swagger. Her chainmail clinked softly as she glided up the steps. Kitten froze. She had not met Jennifer in a while and hoped desperately that she was no longer required to follow all of Jennifer's commands. Jennifer towered over Kitten. Jennifer put her hands on her hips and stared down. Kitten recoiled, but stayed in place. Her gaze was squarely at Jennifer's feet.

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"Hello, Kitten." Jennifer said as she sneered.

After a few awkward seconds, Kitten managed to stammer out, "H-Hi...Mistress..."

Danielle bowed her head towards Jennifer as she offered formally, "Good evening, Mistress. I am delighted to see you."

Jennifer turned to Danielle and responded sweetly, "And a good evening to you as well, Danielle. You should both be excited. We're going to find out a lot about the quality of your respective characters today!"

Kitten attempted to mumble, "M-Mistress I-"

But Jennifer cut her off with a commanding voice, "You won't need to open your mouth again in my presence, slave."

Kitten's mouth snapped shut. She briefly struggled to open her lips and sighed when they wouldn't budge. Apparently, the agreement she made was still in full effect.

Danielle watched Mardi struggle with amusement in her eyes. She looked to Jennifer with wonder and reverence.

Even Jennifer seemed to enjoy Kitten's struggle for a few moments before clearing her throat and explaining, "I've set up a...gauntlet of sorts. Both of you will compete with one another and prove who is the most dominant. Enter the gauntlet and seek out the guide, he will help you with the rest. I'll be waiting at the end to judge and determine the winner."

Jennifer turned her intimidating gaze back to Kitten who tried to let out an *eep* only to have it get caught in her throat.

Jennifer sniggered before commanding, "Close your eyes."

Kitten shut her eyes and felt herself being whisked away.

*****

Mardi's feet hit solid ground. She opened her eyes and saw she was standing directly in front of a huge mansion.

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Danielle was standing next to her.

Danielle glanced around before focusing on Mardi and coldly stating, "You should have more respect for Mistress Jennifer. She's the nicest, strongest woman you'll ever meet."

Mardi shook her head and began walking towards the entrance of the mansion, ignoring Danielle's statement.

Mardi opened her mouth and spoke over her shoulder, thankful to be able to do so once again, "Let's just get this over with."

Danielle let out a *hmf* but followed closely behind.

Mardi walked cautiously, unsure what to expect. The mansion was brilliant but strangely foreboding. She reached the well-illuminated entrance and clicked the handle. The large, wooden door silently swung open. Mardi and Danielle stepped inside and the door closed behind them with a soft click.

Immediately inside was a red carpeted staircase going down to a lower level. The interior of the mansion had an old-school, creepy feeling. It was dark, and the small amount of light cast ominous shadows dancing across the walls.

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Mardi stood at the top of the stairs with Danielle pressing uncomfortably close to her. Both women were afraid and hesitated to make the first move. After a few anxious seconds, Danielle took a small step forward and began descending the staircase. Mardi followed suit, trying to keep her movements as quiet as possible. It felt as if she were afraid to awaken or disturb something inside the house. It felt like she was intruding somehow. The air cooled as they reached the bottom. They stood in a square room with two wooden doors on the far end, cloaked mostly in darkness. There was another door on the side wall but it didn't appear to have a handle or any obvious hinges.

Both girls shivered. Mardi felt a strange connection to Danielle in their shared unease. As she looked around the room, Mardi's heart nearly leapt from her chest and she physically jumped backwards as a ghostly figure appeared through the side door with no hinges. It was as if he walked right through! Danielle sharply exhaled and leapt away from the unknown specter. It took Mardi a few seconds, due to the darkness, but she was relieved to recognize the ghostly man as Samuel. He was looking as pale and lifeless as ever. He was in an oversized tuxedo. His dark stare was listless.

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Danielle did not look relieved as she stammered, "Who the f-fuck are you?"

Samuel slowly turned his gaze from Mardi to Danielle. With more time to examine him, Mardi recognized something was off. Samuel was even droopier and sadder than normal.

When he spoke, it was in a forlorned drone, "I am Samuel. I have been tasked with administering the trials. Each contestant will pass through their respective door. I will then explain each trial which will be performed immediately. Afterwards, you will enter a common area before the next trial begins. At the end of three trials, Mistress Jennifer will determine who is the dom and who is the sub based solely on your general behavior and your clothing. The dominant contestant will be the winner."

Danielle was trying to calm herself, still visibly unsettled by the ghostly butler.

She clenched her fists and nodded her head, "Seems simple enough, I'm ready!"

Mardi whispered with concern, "Samuel are you...okay?"

Samuel blankly stared at her before speaking in his slow, droning voice once again, "But before the first round, I have a decision for Ms. Dawes. You may either don a latex fetish hood or accept the contents of a mystery box. Whichever you do not choose will go to Ms. Strauss."

Mardi realized this was not the Samuel she knew. It was pointless trying to reach him. This entity was an empty shell.

Should she take the mystery box or the hood? A latex hood might make any challenge impossible. It could cover her mouth, her eyes, her ears- or it could cover none of them. Could she risk accepting something like that?

"I'll take the mystery box." Mardi stated.

Appearing in her hand was a shot glass filled with a dark liquid. Mardi sniffed the contents. It was whisky.

Samuel spoke, "You will drink one shot."

Mardi shrugged her shoulders and tipped the glass into her mouth. It burned the back of her throat and she could feel a rush of warmth surge through her body. The glass promptly disappeared.

Mardi peered over and watched a black, latex hood begin encasing Danielle's face. Danielle had a fleeting twinkle of fear in her eye as her head was engulfed. She let out a relieved sigh when her mouth, eyes and ears were all completely uncovered. Her dark hair was pulled into a single ponytail which spilled from the top of the hood.

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Mardi giggled as Danielle felt along the mask, trying to find a clasp to remove it. As expected, there was no way for her to do so. Danielle ignored Mardi and instead pulled at her ponytail, ensuring it was in the most comfortable position possible.

Mardi was off to a good start! She definitely got the better result.

Mardi approached the left door and opened it with a lough *creak* just as Danielle opened the right door. Mardi gulped. She was not out of the woods yet. What kind of challenges would she face?

She stepped forward bravely, fully engulfing herself in darkness. The door slammed shut and Mardi was left listening to her soft breathing.

*****

Room One

Samuel's slow, morbid voice cut softly through the black room, "One of your male slaves has begun to reject his training. He stands up to you defiantly. The first dom to get control of their slave is the winner."

An extremely dim light illuminated the area immediately surrounding Mardi. With her eyes adjusted fully to darkness, the light was just enough to make out a disgruntled, nearly naked man standing a few feet away. He wore a pair of very tight, black, leather pants and a black posture collar. He had a hateful frown and a piercing gaze. Thanks to her heels, Mardi and the man were roughly the same size.

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Mardi felt fluttering in her chest as fear latched onto her like a vice. She was completely disoriented in the room whose sisze and shape she couldn't tell; with an angry, nearly naked man whose intentions and capabilities Mardi was unsure of.

The man's body shook and his face contorted with anger as he blustered out, "I'm done putting up with your shit! You've pushed me too far this time...I'll make you pay, bitch!"

He clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth as he started aggressively stomping towards Mardi.

Mardi took a step back and yelled with as much confidence as she could muster, "Stop, slave!"

The man halted and seemed to hesitate.

She tried swallowing her anxiety but couldn't stop it from influencing her next command and infecting it with insecurity, "G-Get on your knees slave. I-I'm going to punish you..."

The man narrowed his eyes as he analyzed Mardi's behavior. She noticed her body had subtly begun to lean away from the man and she nervously pulled at her long hair. Her stance was weak and her confidence was faltering.

She trembled and clenched her fists while sputtering, "I s-said g-get on your knees...S-slave!"

His hesitation evaporated and he surged forward with renewed conviction. Mardi tried stepping backwards but she lost her balance as her torso had leaned too far. She slammed onto her back with a hard *THUD*.

The man descended onto her in an instant and Mardi had no time to try and escape. His body lay directly on top of her, crushing her with his vastly superior weight. He held her down with almost no effort. Mardi attempted to struggle but he was clearly far too strong.

"G-get off me!" Mardi screamed.

The man lowered his face close to hers and growled. He reached up and tugged at his collar which popped off. The man took a sharp breath as he looked at the collar in his hands. It was as if he couldn't believe what he was holding. He drew a deep breath up into the dark ceiling. Tears began rolling down his cheeks, dropping onto Mardi's chest. He softly sobbed. Mardi froze in place. Maybe he'd gotten the anger out of his system...maybe she could get away from this lunatic.

He whimpered to himself as he cradled the collar in his hands, "I'm free..."

The man sniffled and shifted his attention down to Mardi who looked up fearfully. He turned the open portion of the collar towards her.

"W-wait-" Mardi stammered.

He slowly lowered it towards Mardi's exposed neck. She tried shaking herself away, but he held her in place with his strong legs.

He whispered as he stuffed the posture collar around Mardi's smooth neck and snapped it shut, "Now you know how it feels."

After a *click* secured the collar in place, the man threw his head back and began to laugh, "A perfect fit for a naughty [i]slave[/i]!"

The man disappeared moments later. Mardi pulled her quaking body upright. She struggled to her feet. The new collar around her neck was tall, tight and very uncomfortable. It severely restricted her ability to freely move her head. She searched for a clasp and found that it didn't have one. There was a single large metal ring in front of the collar. It would certainly make any competition going forward more difficult.

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She replayed the encounter in her mind. She'd really tried her best to be commanding. Was she incapable of being assertive?

An exit revealed itself in the distance and Mardi walked towards it, unconsciously swaying her hips sensually. She was focused entirely on her breathing which had become a much more laborious task due to the new collar.

She stepped through the door determined to face whatever came next.

*****

Common Area One

Mardi's eyes adjusted to the comparatively high amount of light in the newest room. She was back in the starting area; complete with the red carpeted staircase leading up to the entrance! She'd come through the hingeless door just as Samuel had done before.

Danielle was already waiting. When she spotted Mardi, Danielle's eyes lit up and she started to chuckle inside her tight latex mask.

Between bouts of laughing, Danielle managed, "You seriously let that weak little slave man dominate you? You're beyond pathetic! Just give up now and stop wasting my time!"

Mardi took a shallow breath and folded her arms. The collar was digging into her chin and pushing into her shoulders. She wanted to shift her weight around and try and find a comfortable position, but she didn't want to give Danielle the satisfaction. Mardi deciding instead to give Danielle the silent treatment. Danielle didn't seem to mind and simply continued to enjoy the moment.

Samuel came through the hingeless door once again and droned, "Ms. Strauss is the winner of room one. You may make one change to Ms. Dawes."

Danielle clutched her latex clad chin as she thought.

After a few seconds of deliberation, Danielle said, "I want to make it impossible for her to make eye contact with anybody! That way she'll always look as unsure and anxious as she really is!"

Mardi felt a tingle inside her head. She looked over to Danielle who was staring at her with a smirk. Mardi's gaze flew up to the ceiling. She tried pulling it back down to meet Danielle's gaze and found her eyes drove to the floor. No matter how she approached it, she simply couldn't make eye contact. It would definitely be more challenging to come off as a dom.

Mardi had to refocus, this was far from over!

Samuel turned to Mardi, "Ms. Dawes. As you were the loser of the last room, you have the option to choose one of two things. The other will go to your opponent. You may either have a vaginal and anal plug inserted into you, or you may take the contents of a mystery box."

Mardi didn't feel like she had much choice. If she had plugs inserted in her lower holes, she wouldn't be able to focus on the objective at all.

"Mystery box." Mardi stated.

Danielle suddenly gasped. Mardi watched as Danielle's hands explored beneath her short, leather dress. Her thighs had begun to shake and she closed her eyes, trying to slow her breathing.

A sting pinched Mardi's earlobes. She reached up and felt her ears were now pierced. Two tasteful, diamond studs graced her lobes.

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She smiled. Despite the annoying collar, Mardi felt like she was still slightly ahead. She looked over to Danielle who was anchoring herself onto the wall. She looked unsteady on her feet. She was softly panting beneath the latex hood.

Mardi approached her door. Danielle took staggered, uncomfortable steps towards her own door. Mardi drew a breath and stepped inside the dark, feeling hopeful about her chances.