Third night, three contests, three crowns

The last night of the event was hot with eager couples only semi-sated by two nights of bondage, bondage, suspension bondage, spanking, whipping, and they were ready for the contests.


First was the costume contest, chopped up into several categories, from Goth and Bootblack to makeup fool-the-eye where the model was finally able to wear only the art and not need to bother with cover-up of the private bits. The results were spectacular, with the judges rounding on each other, with their own opinions trying to gain support for one above the rest of the contestants. The judges came to blows (sponge hammers, entertaining no end!), but were convinced when the top three girls all re-appeared in the final round with even more spectacular looks. The one with the tiger stripes was stunning and took third place. the one with the pinstripe suit was just as stunning, for second. The real show stopper was the Siamese cats outfit on the conjoined twins. First place was a year's membership and a suite in the underground dungeon as soon as it was dug.


Our girl was totally the cream of the crop of animated robots, would have taken first place had she not been staff and prohibited from collecting. On the other hand, her robot rig was an instant hit, and orders poured in.


Second contest was the rope tying contest. Five different poses judged on inescapability, knots, and style. Again, He was not allowed to collect, but our girl glowed as the example mannequin. The competition was again hotly contested as team after team displayed superb skills, but were slowly eliminated as first a girl got free, then a knot was judged digging into a nerve, and so forth. Finally down to three teams again, the poses much more provocative, strenuous and rope-demanding. The competition was fierce, took three more rounds for the third placer to get free first. The second place girl did not get out, but did also not achieve an orgasm. The winner was still cumming long after winning, so wild was her tie. Her suite in the underground was across the hall from the painted ladys'.


The Shibari contest was the most hotly contested, with skilled tops and bottoms vying for top honors. The whole set of danglers had been converted to reach-it-height rings. The perimeter was festooned with horizontal bamboo poles on the outside rim. Only a dozen entrants but all had experience, had favorite ties they used regularly, then embellished for the contest. This went on most of the night, with judges stalking the whole lot, checking for pinched nerves, stressed tendons, and keeping score. In the end, those sponge hammers came back out, while the last three danglers orgasmed pretty much simultaneously and over and over. The last one still spasmodically twitching got the central strongpoint for the year, a suite in the dungeon, and a partnership in the dungeon.


As the night wound down, couples went back to the locker rooms to clean up, shower, pack up then they filed out to find their vehicles safe in the underground parking. Once all but the winners had left those winners were shown to their above-ground suites in what had once been smaller shops along the promenade. These were furnished with cages for the subs, good beds for sleeping, full wet rooms for water fun, bathrooms, and a hot tub in the common area. Once they three teams had gotten cleaned up, fed and interviews taped, they crashed.


He then turned his attention to that couple down in the back of the facilities wing, found them still going hard at it, ordered more food, signed them up for the next year's rent on that room, and locked them back in.

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