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Subject: {ASSM} (New) Dawn of Time [034/157] (MF+, bond, control) {Crimson Dragon}
Date: Thu, 13 Mar 2003 17:10:04 -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 34

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(C) Copyright 2002 - All Rights Reserved

Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

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He led them, in silence, back towards the birch trees. Impulsively,
Kate allowed her fingers to entwine with Karen's, and though she was
sure that the guy behind them was enjoying the sight of her walking
naked holding hands with a girl, she didn't particularly care
anymore. Karen's fingers squeezed gently.

Insistently, a touch of his fingers separated the girls when arrived
in front of the trees.

"What now?" Kate asked quietly. She eyed the trees with distrust,
could see herself bound there for a long time more.

"I'm going to handcuff Karen to a tree, and then we're going into
the school."

"Inside? Why?"

(I know why, don't I?)

He shrugged, and she wasn't sure any longer that she had any idea
why she and he were going into her school.

"Which tree?"

Karen, too, eyed the trees distrustfully.

"You don't have to tie me, do you? I won't go anywhere. Where could
I go?"

(Control.)

He laughed.

"But Karen, I want you to be secured out here."

"Why?"

(Control.)

He shrugged again.

Karen sighed and pointed to the tree where she'd sat to witness
Kate's torment.

"There, I guess. Doesn't matter."

She walked over without prompting, and settled back into the grass,
her legs drawn up.

"Like before, or do you want to tie me with rope?"

The gunman joined her, while Kate leaned against her former prison.
She idly tore off strips of birch bark, and rubbed the papery
substance as she watched.

Without speaking, he urged Karen back into her former position,
hands held behind her, encircling the tree. Karen sighed, but
accepted the metal bracelets onto her wrists. She wasn't moving
until he unlocked her again.

"Are they too tight? You might be there for a while."

Karen pulled gently at her restraints, and nodded her head. A tear
fell from her right eye to lazily trace down her cheek. He gently
brushed it from her skin.

"They're fine, I guess," she mumbled.

"Feet."

Karen looked up sharply, with raised eyebrows.

The gunman held up another pair of chrome restraints, and Karen
sighed, placing her ankles together in front of her.

"I can't run anywhere. I can't uproot the tree."

Her voice sounded like she knew that to protest was useless. She
watched as he circled her naked, and slender, ankles with another
pair of handcuffs. He rose, and walked back to Kate.

"How long are you going to leave me here?" the bound girl asked.

"Until we're finished."

Karen seemed about to ask again, but then decided not to.

"Will Darren wake up?" she asked instead.

"He might, but ignore him. He can't get to you."

Karen nodded. She extended her legs out in front of herself,
oblivious about her exposure. She wiggled her toes.

As he reached Kate, Kate bowed her head. It seemed to please him.

"Can I ..." she began to ask.

"Go ahead."

Surprised that he had given her permission, Kate ran across to where
Karen sat.

"You'll be fine," Kate whispered. "Just ignore the jerk if he wakes
up, and try to sleep or something. I'll make sure, somehow, that he
lets you go. Okay?"

She had no idea if she could convince their captor to let Karen go.
Karen was gorgeous, and she suspected that this wasn't an advantage
in this world. But she'd try, even if it meant giving up herself.

Tears fell unabashedly from Karen's eyes. Kate looked up. The
gunman was walking slowly towards Darren, ignoring the girls.
Gently, Kate brushed the wetness from Karen's cheeks.

"I'm sorry," Karen whispered.

"For what?"

"For Darren."

"I know. I know."

Kate glanced up. The gunman was doing something over by her former
boyfriend, but she couldn't tell what. She turned back to Karen.

(Now's the time, girl. This is the world. If you want to know
 what it's like, now is the time.)

Without thinking further, she bent and kissed her. Not a chaste
kiss, but a full mouth open French kiss on the lips. Her body
exploded, her clitoris throbbing, her breasts aching again, as if
they'd never stopped. Karen's tongue touched hers and she pushed,
breaking the kiss. Breathing hard, she rose to her knees.

Flushing, she realised Karen was smiling.

"In another world," Kate whispered.

"I know."

Kate rose to her feet. The gunman was watching them again, perhaps
had seen the kiss. Kate didn't care. She'd been through too much to
care.

"Take care of yourself," Karen said.

Kate blew the bound girl another kiss, and trotted back towards
Darren and the gunman. The sound of her feet changed as she passed
the edge of the pavement, until she arrived breathless by the
gunman's side.

"You look happy," he remarked.

Kate nodded. He moved around her, opening her view of her former
boyfriend. A strip of cloth covered his eyes. Kate smiled. Even if
he woke from his stupor, he wouldn't be able to see Karen.

"That was nice," she said, as she automatically moved her hands
behind her back. The metal circled her wrists again, and she didn't
even bother checking to see if she could release them. She wouldn't
be able to, even if they weren't remarkably tight.

"What was?"

"The blindfold."

"Do you want to be blindfolded, too?"

(Yes)
(NO)

Kate shook her head, momentarily off balance mentally.

"I meant it was nice to stop Darren from seeing Karen while we're
gone."

"He doesn't deserve it," the gunman said simply.

Kate privately agreed.

(He didn't deserve to see anything that he did.)

She felt the pressure of the pack pressed into her fingers, and she
grasped it as best she could with her bound hands.

She felt the cold circle of the gun barrel touch her side, just
under her ribs.

"You don't need to point that thing at me, I'll go wherever you want
me to," Kate said calmly. She was beyond being afraid. Somehow, she
knew that he was brandishing the weapon for effect. Or perhaps as a
symbol. He wouldn't shoot her, even if she gave him a refusal. But
she wouldn't refuse. Not yet, at least. She shivered. The only
danger, at the moment, she thought, was a misfire of the damn thing.
She'd beg him in a bit to put it away again.

"Walk," he said.

And she did. She glanced over her shoulder once, watching as her
clothing receded, tumbled in front of a bound, and blindfolded boy.
Just her bra and panties, she thought, she would do nearly anything
to wear them again.

Her bare feet moved automatically beneath her, moving her around the
corner of the building, back into the grass, and towards the front
of the school.

As she moved around the corner of the school, she turned. He nearly
bumped into her, but otherwise didn't impeded her. Karen was
watching from her tree, quietly reflective. Kate wiggled the
fingers of her left hand towards the bound girl. Karen smiled and
nodded in return.

And then she was moving again, the barrel of the gun pressed lightly
into her skin, urging her forward. Karen disappeared behind brick
and mortar.


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