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Subject: {ASSM} (New) Dawn of Time [036/157] (MF+, bond, control) {Crimson Dragon}
Date: Tue, 18 Mar 2003 04:10:06 -0500
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Author's Shortened Preface:
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In the interests of reducing bandwidth the full preface is now 
available at:

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Crimson_Dragon/www

I would encourage you to read it at least once. If you ignore
the full preface and end up offended, you have nobody to blame but
yourself. Caveat emptor. The really important bits:

This is a work of erotic fiction. As such there may be scenes with
nudity, sex, and even questionable non-consensual bondage. If you
are a minor, or you are irresponsible at any age, you shouldn't be
reading this -- find somewhere else to play. I won't be offended.
If you are looking for a quick stroke story, this probably isn't
it. For a piece of writing of 157 chapters, there is remarkably
little sex. You've been warned. Twice.

This is an original work, copyrighted by the author, Crimson Dragon.
Please do not use it as if it were your own. Enjoy the writing, but
do not archive or sell it in any manner without my written
permission. I'm easy to contact if you wish to redistribute my
words.

Lastly, I thoroughly enjoy hearing from people reading any of my
stories. Feel free to contact me with raves, rants, encouragement or
dissertation (note the lack of invitation for spam). I do try to
reply to all who are kind enough to drop me a note.

Now, if you are still with me, onto the story,
 - Crimson
   (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Crimson_Dragon/www

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Dawn of Time - Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

Chapter 36

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(C) Copyright 2002 - All Rights Reserved

Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

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"Where's your locker, Kate?"

She managed to stop the tears. He hadn't hit her yet, but being hit
wasn't what she was truly afraid of.

"Please, I don't want to go back outside. Karen ... I yelled at you,
she didn't."

"What are you talking about?"

"I yelled at you. She didn't. Please don't torture her anymore."

He smiled.

"Where's your locker, Kate?"

The tears began again as the naked, handcuffed girl stumbled up the
corridor stopping in front of a yellow painted locker. Someone had
scratched their initials into the paint. KR + DS.

She waited off to the side.

He touched her locker with his hand, almost caressing the surface.

"I'll open it, if you want. There isn't much in there, but you can
have it. Just please, don't hurt Karen any more. Punish me, if you
have to." She tried to stop babbling, but her mouth refused to
listen.

"Sit," he ordered.

Kate slowly lowered herself first to her knees, then to her bottom.
Without thinking, she folded her legs into a cross-legged position.
She was exposed, but she didn't care. Not anymore. Maybe seeing her
like this would calm him. She shouldn't have yelled, no matter how
hungry she was. It wasn't as if she was in danger of starving.
Impulsive. Always impulsive.

It simply seemed so unfair. She didn't even have enough control to
eat when she wanted to.

It was simply so damn unfair. She pulled at the bands of metal
around her wrists.

"Against the lockers."

She shuffled until her bare back connected with her own locker. The
metal was cool between her shoulder blades. The pack lay near her
feet; she'd dropped it as she lowered herself to the floor. The
cool of the marble seeped into her feet, legs and bottom.

He crouched.

"Are you? Are you going to punish me?" Kate asked.

He smiled and shook his head.

"I yelled at you."

"Do you want me to punish you?"

(Yes)

(NO)

She shook her head. Her nipples ached, and her sex throbbed.
Carefully, she unfolded her legs, and tucked them more ladylike to
the side.

"I'm finished with Karen, you know?"

"Thank you."

"When we're done here, I'll let her go. I won't hurt her anymore."

"Because I promised to stay with you?"

He shook his head. "Kate, if I wanted you to stay, I could have
forced you to. No, I'm letting Karen go because it's time to."

His words reinforced the fact that she had no control. Not here.
Saving Karen was an illusion. She knew that, but didn't want to
think about it.

"What about me?"

"I think I need to keep you for a while."

"I want to go home," Kate said quietly.

"I know you do. But you won't be alone with me much longer."

Kate looked up sharply. She didn't like the sound of that.

"I'm not enough? Hurting me isn't enough?"

"What do you think?"

Kate sighed. She knew the answer to that. He seemed so normal. But
he liked to control girls. And so here she sat, naked, handcuffed,
afraid, and controlled.

Her clitoris throbbed again.

(Why? Please, why?)

"I don't want this."

He seemed to know what she was talking about. Not her captivity, not
her nudity, not his control of her. Her response to it.

He moved forward, and wrapped the girl in his arms. She didn't
resist, but allowed her head to fall against his shoulder. She
hated herself for doing it, but she wept there for a long time.

"I don't want this," she repeated.

(No, I don't.)

At last, he released her, and moved back. She sat up straight
against the lockers, uncaring if he could see her breasts, her sex,
her body. She belonged to him, at least for now.

"I'm so alone."

He smiled gently.

"Not for long, Kate. Not for long."

And while she didn't wish this on anyone, she did want someone.
Even Karen, who she still felt that she'd saved. Somehow.

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She sat easily in the grass. The remnants of an old autumn leaf lay
forgotten in the grass near her bare foot.

Her arms encircled the oak behind her, the handcuffs not biting with
any real strength into her wrists. Another pair of handcuffs graced
her slender ankles. It didn't feel like her anymore, some stranger
sat in the grass naked and bound for another stranger's enjoyment.

"Let me go?" Kate implored to the man towering over her.

"I can't."

Kate lowered her head.

"At least let me dress. Even just my underwear? I don't like being
naked. I'm a human being. Just like you."

(Not just like you. No. Not just like you.)

His face was at her level; he crouched easily beside her.

"Kate, you look fantastic naked. You have nothing to be ashamed of."

"Shouldn't that be my choice?" she asked, looking at him. His eyes,
as usual, held hers. Even as she said it, she knew the answer to
that. Not anymore.

(Why am I naked if he isn't even going to look at me?)

"Kate, you lost choice, long ago, except those that I give to you."

She flushed then.

"Please? Just my panties? I'll go topless. Happily."

He smiled and stroked her red hair.

"I have things to do." He rose back to his feet and turned back
towards the school.

"Sir?"

He turned, impatience on his features.

"You aren't getting dressed. I like you naked." His voice carried an
edge of gruffness.

"I know," she whispered. "But ... I just wanted to ask you something
else."

"We'll eat later. I won't let you starve." His voice carried a
definite note of impatience now.

"Please, don't hurt anyone else."

He smiled, and turned away. She watched until he disappeared back
into the school, the door closing with an air of finality. She
pulled against her restraints in futility.

"Please, don't hurt anyone else."

But nobody was listening any more.

She cried for a while, forced to simply let the tears fall from her
cheeks to kiss her bare breasts. Then, surprising even her, her lids
closed, and she slipped into a dreamless slumber.


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