Beyonce in Bondage Ch. 08

byTheDarkCloud©

She had arranged for a podium to be placed in the centre of the hall, a throne sat upon it and as was usual when she took on a new slave, she intended to make a great show of it. She would sit and pose up there while her new slave swore her undying submission and devotion to her. Most Mistresses did not make such great play of these things but Jennifer Lopez was all about letting everyone know how great she was and everybody knew it.

Despite her growing discomfort she was determined to continue with her ceremony, she got The Club's President (it was on a yearly changing basis) Madonna (another Domme that had bad blood with Jennifer) to announce that she was to hold a new slave introduction for the Club. Much to her surprise the old cow was more than willing to do it – how odd?

So Madonna brought to everyone's attention that Mistress Jennifer Lopez was going to introduce us all to her latest submissive on the platform and an unusually large crowd gathered round it. Jennifer held her brow, her head was thumping, her brow sweating, was she coming down with something? She shook it off and stood up proud to address the crowd.

"I am delighted to show you my newest and greatest slave – Beyonce Knowles! Beyonce, I want you to crawl forward and kiss my foot as a show of your submission to me."

Beyonce was kneeling beside Jennifer throughout this performance but her eyes were on the crowd and eventually she saw the face she was looking for. She got and returned an imperceptible nod just as J-Lo finished and rather than crawl round to her Mistress's feet Beyonce stood up sharply and walked in front of her. That took Jennifer and much of the audience by surprise, it was a clear ignoring of her order but much more was to follow. As Jennifer goggled and tried to recover her wits, the bald Beyonce slapped her across the cheek! Then she leaned over and spat on Jennifer's boots! Finally she grabbed the microphone Jennifer had been using and swore into it.

"Fuck you J-Lo. You ain't no Mistress of mine! I denounce you. You are not fit to take me as a slave."

The hall gasped and burst into excited conversation as Beyonce threw down the microphone, tore off her collar threw it to the ground and stormed off the stage. Jennifer stood there stunned, wondering what the hell had just happened. Things were about to get a whole lot worse for her though so she didn't get too long on Beyonce's rebellion. As soon as Beyonce had turned her back on Jennifer and stormed off the stage another figure had made her way onto it – Janet Jackson!

The very same Janet Jackson who was one of the founders of the D Club. The same Janet Jackson who despised Jennifer Lopez and the power she had been accruing in the Club. Janet Jackson who had finished off Beyonce's training session in Rihanna's dungeon. Janet Jackson who had given Beyonce the sachet of powder to pour into Jennifer's wine as they drove in the limo to the Club that night. And Janet Jackson who looked like a woman on a mission as she approached a still dazed Jennifer. In her hand Janet held a long black leather glove and she walked right up to J-Lo and slapped it against her cheek.

"As you are a Mistress in this Club with apparently no slaves I challenge you to a Mistress Duel."

A Mistress duel was an old holdover from the early days of the club whereby if someone was purporting to be Mistress but did not have any slaves they could be challenged by another Mistress to contest and should they lose they would have to become the challenger's slave. It was originally designed to prevent time wasters and chancers and had not been invoked for years as everyone came with their own slaves. The chances of one of the existing Mistresses not having a slave to command were slim to non-existent. Indeed the last Mistress Duel had been a bastardised version whereby Angelina Jolie and Jennifer Aniston had competed with the winner becoming the others permanent slave. Of course, everyone knows the result of that particular high stakes duel as Jennifer Aniston became Angelina's full time bitch shortly afterwards.

Jennifer Lopez stood stock still and held her cheek, still wondering what the hell was happening. She knew what a Mistress Duel was and knew she had no choice but to participate as failure to do so would see her kicked out of the Club and her named blackened across the land in the lifestyle. But as she staggered from the stage and Madonna (of all people) led her to another area in the hall she still could not fully comprehend all this.

And what was a Mistress Duel? Simple concept really. The challenging Mistress adorned a strap on dildo. The slave-less Mistress had to strip naked. Both entered a ring in the hall and in the next ten minutes Janet would need to insert her strap on into Jennifer's pussy, ass and mouth to win her as a slave for herself. If Jennifer could avoid that for the time period she would be safe to continue for that evening as Mistress without a slave in The D Club.

Things were going too fast for Jennifer and the drug was starting to really take effect. As Madonna cleared a way through the growing crowd for them and led her into the ring she was struggling to comprehend all that had happened, everything seemed a blur and before she knew where she was having her outfit taken off by some of the other Dommes and she was standing there stripped naked as Janet stepped into the ring across from her.

At that point Jennifer experienced a brief moment of clarity. A moment where it dawned on her that this had all been an elaborate set up, that something had been done to her to dull her senses and reactions, that Beyonce had been primed to betray her so publicly and leave her so exposed like this. She looked at the faces in the crowd, Rihanna, Naomi Campbell, Halle Berry, Angelina Jolie, Lucy Liu, Elizabeth Hurley all the other Dommes and their respective slaves and saw on all their faces the desire to she herself humbled and humiliated.

For her part Janet Jackson was completely primed and ready to go. She had been practising contests like this on her slaves for over a month and knew exactly what she would do. She bounced on the balls of her feet like a caged tiger ready to strike. She looked incredible, her tight body dressed in nothing more than a wide leather mesh top that had her pierced tits clearly visible through and a five inch plastic black strap on dildo jutting out from her crotch. She loved seeing that moment of realisation hit her hated rival and the look of fear that accompanied it.

Madonna somehow got the crowd quietened down a bit and mindful of the fact that the stuff could wear off J-Lo at any point blew her whistle and called for the Mistress Duel to begin!

Janet moved forward with intent and almost without trying had Jennifer pushed back on her famous back side and was between her thighs trying to work her dildo into it's target. Jenny was sweating and struggling but her strength was low and her senses dulled. In less than a minute Janet had worked her plastic cock inside her rival and Madonna was blowing her whistle to signify one hole completed. The touch of plastic inside her intimate hole was enough to liven Jennifer up but she was in a bad position and as she rolled over to try and push herself to her feet her ass made too inviting a target for Janet. As the dildo slid between her ass cheeks she realised her error and wriggled and struggled all she could to escape but it was hopeless and eventually Janet forced the cock home and rammed it up her asshole. Jennifer reared up but is was too late it was inside her and Madonna gleeful whistled and indicated that that was two holes down and now all Janet Jackson had to do was get her dildo into Jennifer Lopez's mouth in the nest six or so minutes and she was finished as a Domme.

Janet slid her fake cock out and knew the last hole would be the hardest, not least because of where that dildo had just spent the last few seconds. As soon as it was out of her Jennifer rolled on her front and scrambled away to the ropes, holding on for dear life while facing away from her opponent. The crowd bayed for her to turn and face Janet but she held on and faced out, knowing that she had to do that for a while more or face the ultimate humiliation. Janet stood behind her getting more and more frustrated as time ticked away, she tried pulling at her, shoving her, even tickling her but she could not get the Latino to turn at all. And then she had an idea, in a flash she vaulted over Jennifer to sit on the top corner of the ring. Jennifer was surprised at this move and only realised at the very last moment what danger she was in and closed her lips tight as the dildo bashed against them.

Jennifer tried to turn but Janet had a tight hold of her long hair and held her in place and with her other hand she reached down and pinched the Diva's nostrils together. If she had not been drugged perhaps she could have held out or even fought this off but she couldn't and with a minute left of the contest she had to open her mouth to let some air in and in that instant she was lost because Janet pushed her hips forward and slid her dildo into it's third hole and ultimately gave her victory. She raised her arms in celebration, leaving her cock in Jennifer's mouth as the crowd cheered at J-Lo's defeat and waited with urgent anticipation for what would happen next. Finally Janet plucked the dildo from her opponents mouth and jumped down beside her, pushing her easily to her knees before her.

Rihanna shoved her way through the throng and eventually appeared next to Jennifer and Janet carrying a large, black case and wearing a shit eating smile. She popped the case open and gave Janet a gleaming silver collar which was then swiftly clipped around the still dazed Latino's neck and a chunky chain leash then clipped on to it. They could have got on with their humiliation of their rival but both wanted Jennifer Lopez to me somewhat more aware of what was going on before really getting into things so Janet made an announcement.

"Everybody! Everybody, listen up! I promise that I will make my first domination session with this bitch a public session in the Club. However, after such a 'strenuous' duel I am going to retire for an hour or so to prepare but I can promise you this, when it comes my domination of Jennifer Lopez will be as hard and humiliating as you can imagine. In fact I can give you a little bit of information as to what I'm going to do, to whet you appetites. How do you think this stuck up bitch would suit a haircut exactly like Beyonce's?"

The prospect of Jennifer Lopez having every single strand of hair shaved off her head brought a rousing cheer from the crowd. But that wasn't all Janet had planned. She put her hand into the case and pulled out a long metal rod, a branding iron with the JJ logo at the end.

"And I'm going to use this to brand my new property, so be back here in an hour to see it all!"

The crowd cheered again anf Jennifer Lopez groaned as a dull realisation of what had happened slowly seeped into her brain.

*

About that time Beyonce was naked, flat on her back with Jennifer Hudson's big, fat ass parked right on her tongue, but that's another story completely...

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