[Fiction] The Tri Slave Tournament

[Star Shadows]

Ok this is my second attempt at a story on GetDare hopefully I will actually complete this one. Totally fictional but it should be a good laugh to see where it ends out. Tweaks ideas and comments welcomed.
So without further ado let the story begin.


The Tri-Slave Tournament.

The tri slave tournament happened annually in the small school in Newcastle UK. It was tradition and famous so much so that the teachers even compensated for the contestants.
Every year about 20 or 30 people put their names down in hope of competing under the three slave masters during the chilly month of November and after weeks of careful deliberation the three are chosen. For a weekend and two school days each the girls are slaves to every word and whim of their masters and after all three have competed a week’s judgement happens to decide the winner of the prestigious golden handcuffs handed down winner to winner.

“And this year’s contestants are...” the voice of grand slave master tod called over the speaker system. The whole school fell silent. This year had record number of entrants and everyone was on edge, especially the year 11 girls who all entered. “...Lilia, Zoey and Cassandra.” The corridors burst into applause as the three girls made their way to the drama hall where the proceedings were to begin.

If they weren’t afraid now they soon would be.

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In the drama hall the three girls joined the grand slave master, and their potential masters Kane, Josh and Lucien on the stage. The grand master for all it was worth didn’t look like a grand master he was lanky with very little muscle and big glasses and greasy black but for what he lacked in looks he more than made up for in skill and inventive and torturous ideas. Triplets Kane, Josh and Lucien however had both looks and ideas. With toned bodies, golden hair and ice cold calculating eyes they were angels from the dare trade.

Lilia, a tall girl with long brown hair, brown eyes a tight bum and average tits got onto the stage made eye contact with the grey eyes of the grand master and froze, all confidence zapped away in a foul and evil glare [he was nice really just not often and not when it came to the tournament.] Next onto the stage followed Cassandra. With short, spiky blonde hair he was a total stunner. She just smiled sweetly at the masters and pulled Lilia from the gap into the curtain closer to the middle of the stage.

“Too late to back out now, behave and they should be nice.” She whispered. Lilia smiled weakly and looked like she would throw up.

Finally came Zoey pushed out into the limelight by her best friend who entered her to give her confidence. Zoey was tall with pale blue eyes, black hair and a slight frame she looked completely terrified.

“Welcome contenders, masters and excited spectators to the official opening of the Tri Slave Tournament.” The crowd erupted into applause as the grand master’s voice echoed powerfully around the hall. “Masters step forward.” The three of them nodded and stepped forward. The slaves followed the masters and the masters followed the Grand Master to the exact letter. What he said was law. NO questions asked. “Slaves step forward.” They all did timidly but with no hesitation.

“Draw a numbered ball from the hat.” He instructed his voice as cold as ice. They did. Then he passed a different hat to the masters. And suddenly it clicked to the girls the purpose of the hats and numbered balls.

“Kane what number did you pick.” Kane looked at his ball.

“Number 2.” Cassandra stepped forward shyly as Kane took her by the wrist and fastened a black leather dog collar around her neck.

“Josh.” Josh smiled and showed the crowd ball number 3. Lilia’s heart leapt. She was number three. She strode forward and allowed Josh to secure a chained handcuff around her back. They all had preferences but in this situation Josh was the odd one out.

By this point Zoey had already stepped into the reaching range of Lucien and he locked a satin violet collar around her neck.

“Zoey as you drew ball number one you shall be first to compete.” Grand master proclaimed “Let the tournament begin.”

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I'm enjoying it so far! I'd like to see how this turns out.

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The next section yippie

The next morning Zoey was awoken by the collar rubbing her neck and a text on her phone. All three slaves had been instructed to wear their collars at all times, Lilia was supplied with one after the ceremony, and to give their masters their mobile numbers.

She pushed herself out of bed and moved towards her phone.

“Guess what. I choose what you wear to school today” the text read. Seconds later another text from Lucien arrived.

“You have to wear a black bra, your shortest white dress and white heeled shoes. No panties and no tights for you today.” Zoey groaned to herself and began to search her cupboards for the stuff she needed. Another text arrived.
“Any misses and you will be punished. See you bright and early.”

25 minutes later she was ready and hugely uncomfortable. Her short dress was very see through so the short black hairs on her pussy were visible to everyone and it only just covered her ass meaning the people sitting behind her in classes would have a good day. Her shoes were burning her feet already and it was freezing outside and she hadn’t been allowed a jacket. She hadn’t been disallowed either but wasn’t willing to risk it. She snuck out the house past her parents to head to school when another text came through.

“Walk to school I will meet you outside the pub on the corner.”

“That’s miles away.”

“Don’t argue.” An angry text replied, not wanting to get into trouble she set of on the painful walk to school. After walking for 20 minutes she took off her shoes and began to walk barefoot when she saw him leaning against the lamp post. She tried to put them back on quickly but not before he spotted her.

“Too late. That’s two breeches of the uniform text.” He smiled at her.

“How come?” she asked surprised.

“You’re wearing panties I told you not to.” She shook her head at him

“They aren’t my panties.”

“They aren’t my panties what slave.” She looked baffled. “You must call me master.”

She grumbled. “They aren’t my panties master.”

He shrugged informed her to put her shoes back on. He took hold of her collar and dragged her back to the school.

“Are you excited for today then?” He asked her sweetly.

“A bit master but scared.” He laughed darkly and gave a sharp tug on her collar.

“You should be.” A shiver of cold and fear ran through her body as she entered the school gates and all eyes turned to her. Some people pointed, some clapped and some cheered but the majority just laughed at the site.
He yanked her harder to speed her up and she flew forward swearing at him. “tut tut tut. “ he smiled. “You are a sucker for punishment aren’t you come along now.”


Quite quickly they found an empty classroom and Lucien had Zoey, now to be known as slavegirl, sit down on top of the table.

The ice cold of the table stung her bare ass so she flinched away “so how are we going to punish you?” he asked sweetly smiling as she squirmed on the clod table top.

“I don’t know master.” She looked at him straight in the eyes. “Do I even have to be punished master?” She grovelled but he nodded gravely.

“Ok, bend over the table.” He instructed taking off his belt. As she did she knew exactly what was going to happen to her.

As the belt came down across her ass she flinched and screeched. “Doesn’t count.”

“Why!” she yelled. “Master.”

“Because you flinched and screamed.”

The next time she didn’t flinch or scream but when he was done with 10 lashed tears were rolling down her face and her ass was red raw.

“Ok now take your bra off and put it back on backwards so that the shoulders straps are on your nipples and the elastic is under your boobs. You’re not allowed to put it back on until I tell you.” She bit her tongue and tried not to argue with him while she turned her bra around. Lucian was laughing all the way through it. “Let’s see how quick you are to argue now.” He smiled pinging the strap over her left nipple.

The bell went and he grabbed her collar and dragged her to class. This was going to be one hell of a long day.

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Very nice! I'm loving it.

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this is seriously an amazing story
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WOW that was excellent!

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woohoo lovin it more than getdare

welll not rly

but i still love it

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A/N: thank you all so much for the positive comments. any ideas are welcome and I shall try to encorperate them if you just PM me because remember there are still another 3 days of zoey and 2 more slaves. one more experienced than the other two but wont tell you which yet.

so without further ado...


Last lesson on the agenda for Zoey was music. Much to her disappointment. A whole hour in a small music cupboard totally alone and unsupervised with Master. It was amazing how quickly her own mind turned against her reading into signs that weren’t even there.

Lucien put the recording sign over the small window of the room so on one would interrupt them and Zoey’s blood ran cold in a way it never did when they shared a music room. She pressed herself hard against the wall dreading what was coming next.

He just stood and stared at her as if in a trance.

She could see in his calculated eyes that a plan was already formed she just didn’t know if she wanted to know.

She just leant against the wall strumming odd chords on a lonesome guitar.
No one said anything they just stared for a while.

“What are you thinking?” she asked “master.” He just winked at her and continued to stare.

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

About 5 minutes later there was a knock on the door and 6 more lads came into the small room.



She just stared unable to fathom what was going on. “Slavegirl this is Jessi, Kobin, Liam, Shane, Benji and Robi. Guys this is Slavegirl Zoey.”

They lads all gave her a look up and down and then their hands shifted to over their crotch clearly trying to hide something in front of a partially clad lady friend.

“Master. Forgive my language but what the f**k is going on?”

“Just kneel down and shut up.” He smiled unfastening his belt.

As his denim jeans fell to the floor it was suddenly painfully clear what was going on. “I... no... I can’t Lucien.” She stuttered pressing herself farther back into a tight corner. Brilliant plan; block of all escape routes yourself.

“You can’t what?” he asked mockingly baffled jeans still around his ankles.

“This. I can’t do this master.” He smiled at her.

"This being the TST or this being this moment now." He asked enjoying the moment, the panic in her eyes.

"This now."

“Just do as your told and it won’t get painful.” He spoke solemnly.

“I CAN’T MASTER.” She said again almost shouting. Something flipped inside him and his eyes burned with rage as he indicated for Jessi and Kobin to make her kneel. Kobin in few words was Huge. A good 6ft 2 and built like a tank. He had short black hair and bright green eyes that looked out of place on a predominantly monochrome body. Jessi on the other hand. Jessi was about 5ft 6 with little to no muscle but not an inch of visible fat on him. He had longe blonde hair that fell in an ‘emo fringe’ over his right eye and jet black contacts. And unknown to most people a tattoo with the lyrics to ‘I almost told you that I loved you’ tattooed onto his inner thigh so all that approached him saw “You know I love it when you’re down on your knees and I’m a junky for the way that you tease.” Zoey feared she may be forced to find this out the hard way.

Now kneeling on the floor with Kobin and Jessi pressing their big size 9 shoes against her calf so she couldn’t move Lucien handcuffed her hands behind her back. She felt so vulnerable as he stepped forward glaring down at her.

“You’ve made it worse for yourself you know.” He smirked and laughed darkly.

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Her mind was reeling. How could it get any worse? But as Lucien locked the door she felt the task her imagination made her skip wasn’t as bad as she first thought.

“You were only going to be giving these lads a hand job but now you have wasted a lot of their time and energy I feel we deserve more than that. Open wide.”

She forced her mouth shut as tight as she could. She didn’t care about the consequences she wouldn’t do it.

“I don’t think you understand. That was an order.” She just glared at him blankly.

“I can’t. I won’t.” She spoke quietly.

“You think this is the worst I can think of?” he smiled winking at her. “Compared to what I am plotting now this is easy. Do you really want to know how perverse this mind of mine can get?”

She shook her head.

“Then I suggest you do as you’re told.”

“But I don’t know what to do.” She mumbled.

“Everyone does. Just follow the signs” was all he said. She tried not to laugh as images of munchkins and yellow brick roads came to her head. It wasn’t hard not to laugh when she was handcuffed and pinned down on her knees in front of a partially naked man wanting a blowjob. Another time and she might have laughed.

Lucien stepped closer to and began to move the elastic of his black boxers down. She almost stopped breathing. Her so called friends were dead.

She blinked for less than a second and then it was there right in front of her. Smaller than she imagined but then she realised that 1) his penis now was about 1/3 of the size of what it would be if she did her job properly, and 2) he would probably lynch her if she made any comment on size.

She leant towards it slowly then stopped. All of the miniscule confidence gone. “I really can’t master” she cried fighting back the tears.

He leant across her for a moment and unfastened her handcuffs. Holding her hands in his for a moment he stared at her with the ice blue eyes that made his so wonderful.

“Listen to me Zoey. Look into my eyes and listen to me. You can do this and you will. I have faith in you.” He smiled at her then let her hands fall to her side. She looked at him and then it and back again.

“Fine. But I am going to kill Faith and Lucinda” she muttered, Faith and Lucinda being the two ‘friends’ who entered her into the contest.

“Fine by me. Faith is a bit of a stalker anyway.” She wasn’t really but it made Zoey laugh and gave her the confidence she needed.

Leaning forward she opened her mouth and let it rest inside for a moment while her mind searched her head for any similar experiences to give her pointers. It didn’t manage.

Keeping an eye on his face to gauge reactions she began to do what her mind told her was right. His face agreed with the notion. After continuing for about 15 minutes her cheeks were starting to ache. Lucien moaned again in ecstasy as she continued, he knew it wasn’t long now.

Lucien didn’t hold out much longer as he shot three loads of white hot cum into her mouth. Her eyes gazed up at him in panic and disgust as she quickly scanned for a bin.

“Swallow it.” He suggested though she knew it was an order.
She didn’t really have a choice as she let his cock slide from her mouth the cum was starting to make her feel sick so she closed her eyes and swallowed with all her might and tried hard to ignore the aftertaste lingering on her tongue.

Lucien stepped back the look of ecstasy still lighting his face as he put his clothes back on. Jessi and Kobin let go of her leg and pushed to the front of the huddled queue.

Thanks all for the commets.

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Jessi had a desperate kinda look on his face and nominated himself to be next. He barely moved from the wall as he dropped his black skinny jeans to the floor. The look on Lucien’s face still screamed a yearning for more.

She knelt at the feet of Jessi trying to keep her eyes away from his tattoo It didn’t really help when his inner thigh was proclaiming lyrics about blowjobs.
What the hell had Lucinda and Faith let her in for.

She reached up to the band of Jessi’s tiny black and red boxers where his soft hands met hers.

“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” He whispered to her. “I will take the flack off Stooge over there.” Jessi smiled looking deep into her eyes.

“Are you sure?” she asked quietly almost lost for words.

“Yea. I’m not scared of him.”

“I am.” She smiled.

“Zoey it’s your choice.” Lucien glared at him from the corner of the room where he resided in a silence that could wake the dead.

“Actually it’s mine.” He laughed darkly. At which point she realised she didn’t have a choice, not now and not on the other 5 lads.

She slowly began to remove his boxers her heart was racing but this time not only with fear but with a twinge of excitement.

She started the same way as she had with Lucien following his reactions until he moaned something that baffled her.

“Deep throat.” Was all she heard. She wasn’t quite sure what he meant or if it was even the full extent of the remark but he didn’t say anything else. She looked over to Lucien who must have heard him too judging by the smug look on his face.

She gave him a questioning look. How was she expected to know what it meant when she had skipped having a first kiss and a boyfriend all together and all against her will?

“Just say yes you will find out.” He giggled “Surprised Mr. compassionate had the balls to ask you.” She nodded as best she could just in time to feel his penis slide it’s way deeper down her throat. She almost gagged panicking she gasped for breath but none came. Her hands convulsed towards his hips to push him away but he just pushed harder and harder into her as he shot a load straight into her stomach.

He pulled back shooting another two loads into her mouth. As soon as his cock had left her mouth she swallowed and gasped for breath. Then smacked him.

“Note to nob head me pushing you away means get out of my throat because I can’t breathe.”

He just stared at her bewildered. “She has a point you know Jessi.” He smiled as he pulled his trousers and boxers up again.

“Don’t you get so smug Master. If you weren’t my master I would ram your cock down your own throat.” She growled at him standing up and leaving the music room. “I am getting the Grand master to withdraw me from the contest.”

Kobin spoke first, quickest to come around from her shocking outburst. “You can’t.” He smiled “There is no get out clause in this contest.” She just sat there lost for what to say.

Lucien smiled and knelt on the floor where she sat on the edge of tears.

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“Look. Zoey. I should have told you what deep throating involved but I didn’t think you would panic that much.” He whispered talking her hands away from her face. “I know your upset and you have a right to be I was out of order even for this game.”

“Too right.” She muttered.

“But I don’t want you to give up because I think you would regret it in the future.” He explained to her. “And if it’s any consolation I panicked too the first time. It doesn’t really feel any better but you kind of get used to it.”
“I don’t want to have to get used to it.”

“I know you don’t but I want to make it up to you.” He sighed, all different possibilities calculating in his head. How to give her an offer she couldn’t refuse without jeopardising himself. It just wasn’t possible.

“How do you propose to do that.” She asked leaning her head on his shoulder in curiosity.

“Simple revenge for you.” He giggled nervously for the first time in his life as a master of slaves.

“Hmmm, revenge how?” she asked sure he hadn’t came up with anything.

“Tables turn for 6 hours on Sunday and I will leave where you left off?”He moaned “As long as you keep in the contest.”

“Bro that’s suicide.” Robin interrupted, Lucien just shook his head.

“You mean...” she began.

“Unfortunately yes.” He grimaced.

“Deep throating and swallow?” she asked he just nodded. “You’re bluffing.” She muttered.

“I’ll prove just how none bluffing I am. Shane get here.” He demanded and Shane moved in total silence and stood in front of Lucien bewildered. He reached up for the belt of his denim jeans and unfastened it.

“LUCIEN! What are you doing.” He asked reaching to stop his hands.

“Making it up to Zoey have you not been listening?”

“You are mad.” He grumbled.

“Don’t you think I haven’t done that and worse before under the grand master?” he growled and pushed Shanes hands out the way.

After even more protest from Shane he soon stood in just his boxers which Lucien then continued to remove. “Are you really serious with this?” Shane wondered.

“When I put my thumb up it is the ok for DT.” He grimaced leaning towards Shane. Initially it looked like Shane was going to run a mile. But then managed to calm himself.

Lucien allowed Shane to drop his penis inside his awaiting mouth and began to make work on it. Moving like a professional in his field. He had his eyes tight closed but was obviously experienced enough to read the physical signs and follow their reactions and adapt but he clearly didn’t enjoy the experience. Some might call it martyrdom but all the people in the room saw it as something different than that, an act of pure compassion for Zoey and a burning urge to gain her trust back. He took a deep breath through his nose as his mouth stopped moving and his thumb came up.