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Subject: {ASSM} (New) Dawn of Time [058/157] (MF+, bond, control) {Crimson Dragon}
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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 58

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(C) Copyright 2002 - All Rights Reserved

Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

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Realisation dawned on Karen's face as he spoke.

Leigh and Kate knelt wearily to the side of the transformed
basketball court, their hands, still handcuffed in front of them,
resting in their laps. Karen knelt facing them, as he stood behind,
regarding the scene that he'd wrought.

"Back the way I was?" Karen whispered.

He nodded.

"But ..." she stammered.

"You want to stay with me?"

Karen considered that for a moment. It seemed that her entire life
had been spent here, naked, in chains, his toy.

She closed her eyes. Forced to strip, been naked in front of most of
the school. She'd been beaten, tortured with cigarettes. Her bare
breasts heaved at the memory, even though the heat had never kissed
her flesh.

She glanced over at Kate, who was playing with her fingers, not
watching this exchange. Kate, the naked redhead, forced to have oral
sex with her while she was tied to that birch tree. She'd climaxed
then; it hadn't been a fake. Oh no. No fake this time. While he'd
hit her.

And his fingers, touching her skin. Her breasts, her toes.

"I'll stay," she whispered.

Kate looked up sharply.

"Karen, no," Kate whispered. Without waiting for permission, Kate
shuffled forward on her knees. She cupped Karen's face in her bound
hands. "He's letting you go, Karen."

"I can't leave you here."

"You can, and you will. Go back, you don't have to be here."

Karen swallowed heavily.

"But ..."

Kate seemed to have a epiphany. She sighed, hanging her head. Her
face held those features that telegraphed resignation, that said:
"I'm going to lie to protect you." But Karen didn't recognise that.

"He forced me to do that," Kate murmured. "It wasn't awful, but he
forced me to have sex with you. I didn't choose to."

Karen felt a single tear escape. Kate brushed it away for her. Karen
pulled weakly at the cuffs holding her own hands behind her.

"I can't let you stay here, because of me. He's going to keep me for
a while, maybe a long time. He stripped you. He hurt you, Karen.
He'll keep hurting us, because he likes it. You don't want that, do
you?"

Karen slowly shook her head.

"I care about you Karen, and I can't let you stay because he forced
me to make you climax in a weird world. Can't you see that? Can't
you see what that would do to me?"

"I can't go back," Karen whispered.

"You will. You must."

Karen closed her eyes, wishing it weren't so. "But if I go back ...
I'll be kissing ... him."

For a second, Kate looked confused. Then she sighed.

"Yes," she said quietly.

Karen nodded towards their captor. "He says I won't remember any of
this. Darren. I'll keep kissing him, because I don't know what I
know here."

Kate sighed again.

"It's better than getting hurt here. What if he made you have sex
with him, even if he's crazy? What if he lets Darren have you for a
while." To punctuate her words, Kate reached up and let her fingers
tease down Karen's breasts. "What if he lets Darren cut these
beautiful breasts off you? Or burn them with cigarettes. I don't
think Mr. Gun back there would do it, but I'm not so sure about
Darren. What if he made you have sex with Darren? Hmmm?"

Karen shivered.

"I wouldn't."

"He'd hurt me until you did."

"Oh God," Karen murmured.

Tears fell down Kate's cheeks. She didn't bother to brush away her
own tears. She shuffled forward again until her thigh touched
Karen's.

"We're friends then, and we'll be friends after. I may not remember
any of this either ... in fact, he says I won't. But I do know that
I won't give up on you, just because you were kissing that idiot.
I'm pretty sure that you'll figure out that he's a snake before he
gets you into bed. These games, just short circuited Darren -- you
were naked with him before he was ready."

Karen nodded.

"But will we ever figure this out?"

Kate seemed to know what Karen was talking about.

"I don't know, but maybe someday. Maybe this will stay with you,
even after he sends you back."

With that Kate lifted her bound hands, and slipped them around
Karen's neck. Kate embraced Karen, squeezing the naked girl.

Then she kissed her, her lips sending electric sparks all through
Karen's nerves. After a long time, Kate released Karen, rocking back
on her heels and moving slightly away.

"You have to go," Kate whispered.

Karen nodded, and struggled to her bare feet. She turned to the
gunman, and nodded slowly. Tears fell down her cheeks.

She moved between Kate and Leigh until she stood before him.

"I'm ready," she said.

He nodded, and turned her around. With a single motion, her
handcuffs clattered to the ground at her bare feet. She turned back
around to face him. She didn't try to cover her nudity, but stood
proudly in front of him.

"You'll send back my clothing, too, right?"

He smiled, and nodded. "That's the way it works," he said.

"In some ways, I hate it here, but in others it's ... nice," she
said. "Thank you, even if you hurt me sometimes." She turned to
Kate. Leigh held Kate, brushing at her red hair gently as they
watched. "Thank-you, too," Karen whispered.

He leaned in and brushed Karen's cheek with his lips.

His touch tingled, and spread outwards through her bare body until
all she could feel were her fingers. And then, she sensed blue hazy
smoke, lines of force, and another presence, female and strong. Then
darkness descended.

                         <---===***===--->

He let the girls stay together for a while, pacing back towards the
change room. Leigh held the red-haired girl, gently rocking her, as
Kate had done for Leigh after he'd let her out of the standing
position. Only the pain wasn't physical for Kate, this time.

Did she actually like Karen? As more than a friend?

He shook his head. Perhaps he should have let the blonde girl stay
for a while. Could have had some interesting scenes with the two
beauties tied together.

He leaned against the change room door, keeping the door out of time
phase so that it wouldn't open against his weight.

He was so tired. His eyes threatened to close.

Tired people make mistakes.

He cast himself outward, sensing the girl from the bench. Her
presence disturbed the time lines in the hazy blue smoke, but she
was far away, probably scared, and alone.

Holding the timeline open slowly leached energy from him. He could
feel his strength ebbing on a downward spiral. The simulations had
warned of this.

His stomach growled. Kate had begged for food, and he'd refused her
- -- he regretted that, now. The girls would feel the draining of the
timeline energy as well. They looked exhausted. Exhausted girls
weren't nearly as much fun. They lost their spirit, as fatigue
drained them.

Of course, they'd been naked and bound and forced to have sex, and
tormented for hours. They were probably exhausted mentally, as well
as physically. Even if they had had a good night's sleep the day
before, and didn't have to support the world with their minds.

His stomach rumbled again.

Kate appeared to be calming somewhat in Leigh's arms.

He shook his head, and stepped towards them. At his movement, they
stopped speaking in muted tones, and watched him approach. He smiled
at the uncertainty reflected in their pretty eyes.

                         <---===***===--->

Leigh didn't resist as her arms were unlocked, and then re-secured
behind her back. The familiar touch of the handcuffs behind her made
her shiver. At least her hands were no longer above her head, and in
agony.

He knelt at her feet, slipping other metal circles around her bare
ankles.

"What are they?" she asked quietly.

"Ankle restraints. A hobble."

"Hobble?"

"You'll have to take short steps while you wear them."

She looked confused. "Why?"

"Because I want you to wear them. Punishment for losing the race."

"But I wasn't racing."

He shrugged as he rose to his feet. He towered over her.

Kate pushed herself to her own bare feet, then bent to help Leigh
rise.

"Come on," Kate whispered. "You don't have a lot of choice in the
matter."

He smiled at the girls, and retreated a step. Kate remained at
Leigh's elbow, steadying the brunette girl.

"Better start. Leigh's going to be slow."

Leigh tried to take a step, crying out as her normal stride was
shortened by the chain between her ankles. Her steps had been
reduced to about half her normal walking distance.

"Where are we going?" Kate asked.

"Cafeteria. Didn't you say you were hungry?"

Kate nodded, and began to guide the other naked girl forward.

"Don't rush me. I'm hungry, too," Leigh whispered. She concentrated
on her foot placement. Each time her ankles jarred with her slow
pace, she cried out in frustration and pain, the next step taken
more carefully, and shorter. Kate sighed, and tugged at Leigh's
elbow, slowing her down.

"I've waited this long for lunch, I can wait longer. Don't hurt
yourself."

He passed the struggling girls easily, his stride longer than the
girl's normal pace. He disappeared through the double wooden doors
towards the cafeteria.

Leigh pursed her lips, and continued her slow pace following the
gunman, her eyes on her bare feet, grimacing at the chain linking
her ankles.

                         <---===***===--->

He watched them as Kate helped Leigh trudge barefoot into the
cafeteria. Neither girl worried about their nudity any longer. Only
the immediate problem of the ankle chains impeded their progress.

He sat in the chair that had formerly held Leigh, tied and watching
her friend Janice tormented and naked. Leigh glanced towards the
card table -- Janice sat there, as if she'd never left, cards still
in her hand, a peaceful and innocent expression on her face. He
smiled, and leaned back, closing his eyes, waiting for the two
remaining naked girls to reach him.

                         <---===***===--->

(I saw her naked. I had to hit her.)

She tore her eyes from Janice, and walked as quickly as she could
towards the Timeman; every few steps she forgot about the restraints
and jarred one of her ankles against the metal. At last, she stood
in front of him, her breathing heavy and perspiration running down
into her eyes. When they'd stopped, Kate kindly brushed her sweat
from her brow.

"I'm here," Leigh said unnecessarily.

He motioned to Kate, who pulled out a second chair. He pointed, and
Leigh shuffled over and sat into the hard plastic, the surface cool
beneath her bare bottom and back.

He leaned forward, and slipped her bound hands behind the chair
back. She pulled herself towards the table, trying to ignore that
she was naked and in the cafeteria. It didn't bother her as much as
before.

(God. Am I getting used to being naked?)

She twisted her head to see what Kate was doing.

The redhead had lowered herself to her knees, her head bowed, her
hands resting on her thighs. The Timeman had returned to his chair,
watching the nude girl kneeling in front of him.

"Please, I'm hungry," Kate whispered.

"I know. So am I."

Kate didn't seem pleased with the answer. She raised her eyes,
flashing.

"Leigh and I played your stupid game. We've been good. We need
food. You don't want us weak, do you? Too weak for sex?"

He laughed at the last comment, but instead of answering the girl,
he rose and walked past her towards the serving counter. She reached
out, perhaps to pluck at his jeans as he passed, but then lowered
her hands after he had moved beyond her. Kate wept, her hands rising
to her face.

"I've been good. I've done everything you fucking asked," she
whispered. Leigh could hear her, but couldn't go to her. Her arms
pulled against the hard plastic behind her back.

"Kate?"

Kate seemed to pull herself together at the sound of Leigh's voice.

"Kate?"

"I'm all right," Kate said quietly. Leigh could see the Timeman
pacing and regarding the usual cafeteria fare. "I'm just hungry.
It's not fair Leigh, it's not."

"I know. He won't let us starve, I don't think. Try to be patient."

"It's hard."

Leigh nodded. It was difficult being with this man. No woman in the
world would think otherwise.

"Care to play waitress?" he said. Both girls turned their eyes
towards his voice. He stood quietly behind Kate.

"Waitress?"

"Get us all some food?"

Kate shuffled around on her knees to face him. Her mouth was at the
exact right height for ...

(Do I want to do that?)

Leigh shrugged off the thought, and quelled the faint arousal that
had fled while she walked here, but re-emerged almost as soon as she
had seen her captor sitting and watching her struggle to walk in
here. Like a damn yo-yo, she thought. I can't live like this. If
her hands had been free, she would have thrust them between her
legs, his attention be damned. Instead, her hands merely twisted
futilely behind the chair back.

Kate held up her hands towards him. In response, he cocked his head
to the side.

"You don't need them off, I don't think."

Kate sighed. "It would make it easier, if you want me to serve you."

He shrugged. "Take your time."

A single tear traced down Kate's cheek, but she wiped it away and
rose to her bare feet. She made no move towards him, this time, as
he stepped past her and settled into the chair beside Leigh.

"Are you going to let us eat?"

He thought about it for a moment, before answering. At last, he
nodded.

"You can eat, but only what I tell you."

Kate sighed, but nodded. Even Leigh could hear the other girl's
tummy rumble, probably at the thought of food. At this point, the
girl probably didn't much care what she ate, as long as it was
edible.

He leaned back in the chair, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Will you bring me a club sandwich? You may have to make it. And
two chocolate bars. And a Sprite. If you have to make two trips,
then do so."

Kate hesitated, but eventually nodded.

"Yes, Master," she whispered. Her voice sounded somewhat sarcastic
to Leigh, but also somewhat serious. He smiled at the term,
apparently not concerned about its sincerity, and watched as Kate
wandered towards the counter. The naked girl glanced around and
finally walked around the cashier to get behind where the servers
stood frozen in time.

"Are you doing all right?" he asked Leigh as Kate's bare footsteps
receded.

"I've been better," Leigh said.

"I was worried about you in there. I thought maybe I'd pushed you
too far. With that game thing."

"I was tired, and my arms hurt. You have no idea."

He smiled at her. "Kate took care of you."

Leigh nodded. She could still feel the girl's fingers through her
damp hair.

"I'm hungry," she said.

"I am, too."

He turned his gaze towards the counter. Kate stood behind it, her
bound hands moving somewhere out of sight, in the familiar motion of
making sandwiches.


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