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Subject: {ASSM} (New) Dawn of Time [076/157] (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 76

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(C) Copyright 2002 - All Rights Reserved

Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

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"I can't let her do that," Kate said quietly. "I'll crawl for you,
but don't ask her to crawl for something I did. Even something as
minor as this. If I die in here, so be it."

He smiled at her. He pressed a single hand against the glass. Leigh
stood at his side, a little behind him. Leigh opened her mouth.

"Kate, don't be stupid. Come out of there. You'd do the same for
me."

Kate shook her head. Another bead of sweat formed on her forehead
and dripped down her nose.

"No," she said simply.

He regarded her for a moment, then turned away. A tear fell from
Leigh's eyes, and she too turned away.

"You'll crawl anyway, even if Kate refuses to come out," he said.
Leigh nodded, understanding. Kate turned her gaze to the couple.

Leigh turned towards her, shaking. "Please, Kate. I. I don't want to
be alone here. I. I'm going to crawl whether you come out or not."

"At least it won't be my fault," Kate said quietly.

"But I ... please Kate. I don't want you to die in there."

Kate looked up, the building seemed to close in on her like the
small cage in which she stood. He could make her come out, could
easily force the door forward to push her bare body through, could
easily threaten Leigh, or whip her. She'd come out voluntarily.

He grasped Leigh's upper arm, and gently guided her towards the
street where there was less obstructions for her. The green Toyota
sat, still double parked, where Kate had left it, keys still in the
ignition.

"Please?" Leigh said as she glanced at the revolving door from the
middle of the street.

She looked odd, and vulnerable with her hands handcuffed behind her,
naked, barefoot, standing beside him.

Slowly, Leigh turned away from the lobby, and lowered herself to her
knees and waited while he released her hands. Crying, the girl
lowered herself to her hands and knees in the middle of the lane. If
it had been a normal day, the girl wouldn't have lasted a moment in
that position, there, in the middle of traffic.

Gently, he cast a glance towards Kate, and then tugged at Leigh's
leash. With a cry, Leigh carefully lifted her hand, and began her
awkward motion towards whatever destination he had in mind for them.

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

With a sigh, Kate rose and pressed her shoulder against the glass
again. It didn't move, and she cried out in frustration. He'd
locked her in again, with time. She could only see Leigh's bare
feet, moving slowly past the interceding parked cars. His head
bobbed slowly above the cars.

"Please," Kate whispered.

The air had grown completely stale, as she imagined a submarine
might feel like while underwater too long. It was stuffy, and
uncomfortable. She didn't want to spend the day in here.

As if he'd heard her whisper, the glass rattled at her weight, and
shifted slightly.

"Thank you," she whispered again, and pressed against the glass.
Slowly, the heavy door moved.

The sunshine, and fresh air, immersed her, and she temporarily
forgot her position, naked, collared and bound in the street. She
ran out into the road, oblivious to sharp stones, or the roughness
of the asphalt.

Leigh looked up and over her shoulder as Kate appeared, gasping
behind her. She hadn't moved very far, unable to crawl on the
blacktop. She smiled, and bowed her head forward.

The Timeman regarded her with a serious expression.

Kate was sure that she'd pay for her defiance in her cage, but she
didn't care anymore. The fresh air kissed her lungs in great gulps.

Slowly, he dropped Leigh's leash, and walked towards Kate.

Slowly, Kate knelt, her knees pressing painfully into the blacktop.
When he removed her handcuffs, she rocked forward, her palms joining
her knees.

Without being told, she fell into an awkward crawl, feeling the
roughness of the ground against her skin. When she caught up with
Leigh, he reached down, gathering both girl's tethers into his hand,
and gently pulled them forward. Leigh stumbled into a crawl, and a
moment later, Kate did, too. She was acutely aware of the image that
she must be projecting, naked, her bare breasts swaying beneath her,
her bare body like that of an animal.

(Oh, God. I'm a pet.)

She pushed the thought from her mind, and concentrated on moving
each limb, one at a time, slowly up the road.

"Thank you," Leigh whispered.

Kate found the strength to smile, and continued to crawl beside
Leigh.

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

Her knees, the tops of her feet, and her palms, felt like they'd
been sanded with coarse grade sandpaper. She grimaced as she touched
each with her fingers before rising to her bare feet.

Knees and palms weren't designed to be used for locomotion, she was
sure. Her breath moved in and out of her lungs in a tired rhythm.
Kate would never have imagined that crawling could be so exhausting.

And yet, she was grateful that he'd finally let them up when they
had crawled to the end of the block.

"Thank you," she whispered to him, still trying to catch her breath.
Any more crawling, at least on the road, would have probably begun
to make her bleed. She wasn't sure if she could have crawled any
further, and Leigh seemed to be just as grateful for her release.

He tugged the girls by their leashes, and they stumbled into step
behind him again. He guided them to the sidewalk, threading through
Mercedes, and Jaguars. He didn't bother to handcuff them again.

"Where are we going?" Kate asked quietly.

Without turning, he answered her. "Not much further."

She'd already figured that out because he hadn't forced her to
drive. She continued to follow him, not having much choice.

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

She hesitated before entering the revolving door, suddenly afraid of
its enclosed glass. But she wasn't handcuffed this time, and her
collar was more a nuisance than an impediment.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed through, following Leigh. The door
didn't freeze as she passed through, and Leigh looked relieved as
Kate emerged into the cool lobby.

He followed the girls, and ushered them to the security counter. A
blonde girl, her hair tucked up in a ponytail under a baseball cap
sat at the desk watching a rotund lady make her way to the elevator
bank.

He glanced at the girl, and then leaving Kate and Leigh to stand
against the front of the counter, he walked around and inspected the
security guard.

Kate watched as he worked the book out from beneath her frozen
fingers. He laughed before replacing it.

"Freud. Crap," he muttered as he returned to touch Kate's bare
shoulder. "What would Freud have said about this."

"Probably that you were obsessed by sex," Kate said, hoping that it
wouldn't earn her another punishment. She doubted if she could crawl
much further.

He smiled, instead of chastising her. "Probably."

He leaned over the counter, eyeing the girl's breasts.

"Is that all you think about?" Kate asked. He straightened, and
looked at the bare girl.

"What?"

"You were checking out her breasts."

"Actually, I was noting that her name was Andrea," he said, pointing
at the small tag pinned above Andrea's right breast.

Kate flushed, and nodded. Her nipples and clitoris pulsed as her
fingers traced the collar around her own throat. Sex was about all
she was thinking about too, since Linda had teased her to tears this
morning. She was sure that Leigh was in the same boat.

"Oh," Kate said. As far as she knew, though, he hadn't had any
sexual satisfaction since this whole thing began either. He'd let
some of the girls he took orgasm, but not Kate nor Leigh, but as far
as she knew, he hadn't forced any of them to satisfy his own needs.
After seeing naked girls running around constantly, most willing and
able, she was sure that he must be hurting as much as she was, and
she knew that his mind just had to be on sex. Why else keep her like
this all the time?

She watched as he moved over to the directory. The directory listed
the companies located in the building. Her eyes widened as she realised
where she was standing. There were at least seventy stories to this
building.

His finger traced down the small silver rectangles until it stopped
beside:

Blake and Sons -- Law Firm -- 4201

She idly wondered why he needed a lawyer -- at least here and now --
but before she had a chance, he'd motioned the girls to him.

"Ready for a long climb?" he asked them.

Leigh nodded wearily.

"Do I have choice?" Kate asked.

He smiled and shook his head. At least they weren't handcuffed this
time.

He held the door open for them, and the girls passed through ahead
of him. The fire stairs stretched endlessly up into the heights of
the building.

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

The concrete of the fire steps pressed roughly into her bare skin as
she struggled to control her breathing. Even the Timeman looked out
of breath, and he wasn't carrying the pack, nor was he struggling to
breath with a collar around his neck.

They were only half-way to the forty-second floor, which Kate
presumed was their destination. She idly wondered why he simply
didn't unfreeze the elevators.

They'd stopped at floor eleven, and now again at twenty-two. Kate
thought that her calves would explode, or her lungs. But
eventually, her breathing returned to normal.

Leigh asked the question, breathlessly, that Kate had considered
earlier.

"Why didn't you just restart the elevator?"

He laughed, leaning heavily on the railing. The girls sat on the
stairs above him, facing him.

"Too complex. I'd pretty much have to unfreeze the entire shaft. And
we'd be completely screwed if the thing stopped between floors,
wouldn't we? Who would we call for help?"

"Oh," Leigh said. She looked down towards her bare toes.

"Are you ever going to let us dress?" Kate asked.

He smiled. "But you look so much better naked, don't you think?"

Kate glanced down at herself. It was easier to accept her own nudity
in the relative privacy of a fire stairwell. But she shook her head
negatively.

"If we do what you want, will you let us have some clothes,
eventually?"

He smiled, motioning them to rise. As they began to trudge up the
stairs, he answered her.

"If you behave, perhaps," he said.

Kate smiled a little, before the steps again claimed her breath.

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

"Couldn't you have chosen a lawyer on the main floor?" Leigh
wheezed. She knelt beside Kate, her chest heaving. He leaned against
the far wall, between two elevator doors, trying to catch his own
breath.

Kate lowered the pack beside her, and held her hands to her right
side. Her diaphragm ached from the exertion, sweat trickling down
her neck from the base of her red hair.

They hadn't rested since the twenty-second floor.

"No good ones on the main floor," he said with a laugh.

Kate was relieved that he seemed as tired as she. He wasn't a
superman, at least. True, he had shoes and clothing, making his
journey a little more pleasant than hers, but he was at least as
much out of breath as she, maybe more so.

Slowly, she pushed herself to her feet, proud that she could while
he still leaned against the wall breathing hard. Her calves screamed
at her, and her lungs felt like she'd been breathing volcanic ash
for the last fifteen flights of stairs.

The elevator hallway was lined in plush carpet, mahogany panelling
on the walls to impress big clients. The carpet felt like heaven to
her bare feet, after the repetition of the concrete roughness of the
stairs. Ignoring the scenery, she extended her hand to help Leigh to
her bare feet.

They stood quietly waiting for him to catch his breath. Kate
stooped to pick up the backpack, noting the jingles from within. She
hoped that he wouldn't retie them, but knew that it was likely that
she'd lose the freedom of her hands at least. He seemed to like the
girls wearing restraints, even when there was no danger to him, or
his person from them.

She sighed, and simply followed as he pushed himself from the wall
at last, and guided the girls towards the reception desk located
north of the elevator banks.


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