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Subject: {ASSM} (New) Dawn of Time [063/157] (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 63

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(C) Copyright 2002 - All Rights Reserved

Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

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Fingers slipped through her hair, the shampoo wonderful, removing
the grime from her head.

(Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't stop.)

But the fingers eventually stopped, though they remained tangled in
her red tresses long after Kate herself would have been satisfied
with her cleanliness. With a smile, Leigh glanced towards the
doorway. He wasn't there. Neither was Lisa.

Leigh kissed her, lightly, wetly, on her lips. Electric sparks raced
down Kate's spine, concentrated in her nipples.

Guiltily, Leigh stepped back, into another shower. Kate sighed, not
quite understanding what had happened, but tilted her own hair back
into the spray. The cascading warmth rinsed the last of the goop and
soap from her hair.

She was wonderfully, amazingly, happily, clean.

Simple things.

She sighed again, and allowed the water to run over her bare skin,
scarcely even aware of the handcuffs that remained on her wrists.

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

Confused, Kate blinked, afraid that the water had tricked her eyes
into seeing something that wasn't there.

But when she looked again, Leigh still knelt, her face upturned
towards him. Fully clothed, her nudity emphasised because of it, the
water seemed to bend around him, as if he were covered with a
transparent tarpaulin.

Kate reached up, cleared her ears of soap.

"Please don't make me do it. Please. I've felt it before. We've
done everything you asked."

Water ran over her head, and into Leigh's eyes. The naked, cowering
girl looked miserable again. Almost like a drowned pet.

After another quick shake of her head to clear the last of the soap,
Kate stepped over to the adjacent shower.

Leigh sighed, and pushed with her bound hands until she stood
looking up at their captor.

"Kate? I'm sorry."

"What for?"

Leigh glanced at him, and he shook his head, denying the girl
permission to warn her. That meant something ... unpleasant. Didn't
it?

"Leigh, whatever he makes you do to me, I'll understand."

Leigh gave her a weak smile. "I know. But it's to us."

"Us?"

Leigh nodded. "Stand there," she said.

The warm water cascaded over Kate's head, and she was more than
happy to remain under the spray.

"How long?" Leigh asked him. He'd moved back to the entranceway, his
attention divided between the girls in the shower and the girls
outside. Idly, Kate wondered what the girls in the change room were
doing.

"Until I tell you," he replied. He turned back to the girls in the
change room, ignoring Kate and Leigh for the moment.

Leigh sighed. "I'm sorry," she said.

With that, she twisted the knob marked with a red dot, and quickly
moved to stand beside Kate. It took Kate a moment to realise what
was coming, and longer than that to react.

Leigh's soft hands closed over her upper arm, holding her beneath
the spray. The water cascading over her hair rapidly shifted
temperature, until Kate was sure her skin was going to numb. Within
seconds, she heard Leigh's teeth begin to chatter, and with a start,
she realised that her own were shuddering against her own jaws.

"I. I have to ..."

Kate tried to take a step out from under the frigid water.

"You have to stay here. With me." Leigh moved a little closer, her
body a little warmer where it touched Kate at the thigh and breast.
"He'll tie you under it, until you pass out. We have to do this
ourselves."

Kate shivered, turning towards Leigh a little more.

"I. I. I. I needed. A. Cold. Shower. Honestly. But. This. Is.
Ridiculous," she chattered.

And suddenly, the spray stopped completely, the water no longer
running through her hair, or over her bare body.

Goosebumps rose all over, even in places she didn't know goosebumps
could be. She shivered miserably beside Leigh, as he approached
them.

He stood and watched the cold girls for a few minutes.

"Can I ask why?" Kate asked haltingly. Her lips were probably blue.
The flesh beneath her fingernails certainly was, and Leigh seemed
almost ready to shiver herself to death. Kate couldn't stop her
teeth from chattering no matter how hard she tried.

He smiled, and shrugged.

"I wanted you to remember how this felt."

"I. I will," Kate murmured. The sentiment was echoed by the nude
girl beside her.

"And you both needed a cold shower," he said simply.

(Yes. I think we did.)

Gently, he touched Kate's shoulder, and then Leigh's. The two girls
moved to the adjacent shower where warm water still poured from the
shower head. Together, they huddled under it, letting the
wonderfully warm water sluice through their hair and over their
bodies.

The shivers finally subsided, and she eventually stopped her teeth
from chattering.

(How does he walk in here without getting wet???)

After they had both warmed up, at least a little, he turned the
water off, and they remained together, where the shower had been.

With the sound of the water still ringing in her ears, Kate noticed
the silence again.

He had two towels -- one pink, the other a pale blue. He gave Kate
the pink one, and Leigh held the blue one to her body as they slowly
followed him from the enclosure.

Shower time had ended. But she was clean, and refreshed. She just
wished that she could have showered more ... alone.

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

They stood to the left of the girl named Candice. Kate didn't know
the girl, not personally, but her face was a little familiar --
probably, Kate had seen her in the hallways somewhere prior to the
silent world descending.

The girl was blonde, and slim, and attractive. Idly, Kate wondered
why the Timeman hadn't simply played with Candice. She was ready
made naked, and wet, and would have provided his style of
entertainment.

The pink towel rubbed vigorously through her hair as she stood
facing Candice. Kate's breasts jiggled with the transmitted energy
of Leigh's hands on her head.

"He tormented her," Leigh whispered.

Kate glanced over her shoulder. The Timeman was standing near the
six naked girls that he'd let shower before Leigh and Kate. He was
ignoring the two girls still drying themselves.

"Who?"

"That girl. Candice."

So he had played with her.

"How do you know?"

Leigh sighed. "It was the first time that I'd agreed to strip for
him. He tortured her, hit her with the gun, ripped a huge wound in
her cheek. There was so much blood."

"Oh, God."

"Exactly. I would have done damn near anything to stop her from
hurting. Taking off my clothes didn't seem all that important any
more."

"Did you?"

"Strip?"

Kate nodded. "Strip."

"I would have, but he didn't make me take off my clothes until
later. I think he was just showing me what he could do. Seeing what
I'd agree to do."

"He likes to show off, sometimes. How come she's not bleeding now?"

Leigh shrugged. Kate turned around, and Leigh's hands continued to
run the towel over Kate's skin, rubbing away the remaining water. "I
think. I think that when he returns us to our real time ... I think
we return as if nothing here ever happened."

The girls lapsed into silence. Kate gasped as Leigh quickly ran the
towel over her genitals, not teasing, but quickly and not designed
to arouse. It didn't work. The cold water had dampened her desire,
but not erased it. Her body betrayed her again, and tingled even
after the towel had dropped, Leigh kneeling and carefully wiping
Kate's legs and feet.

Eventually, Leigh rose, seemingly unaware of what her attentions had
caused.

"My turn," she whispered.

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

She'd seen Lisa wrapped in a towel, and in fact, Lisa still stood
with her breasts and body partially blocked from view by a yellow
strip of terry cloth. The other girls simply held the remaining two
towels as he talked to Lisa, their nudity uncovered and revealed.

Leigh lifted her feet at Kate's touch, and Kate ran the towel over
and between the girl's toes. She was dry, or at least as dry as she
could be. Her hair still lay tangled, and damp, but overall, Leigh
looked far cleaner and far happier than she had before she'd stepped
into the shower.

Picking up the pink towel again, Kate carefully wrapped it around
herself. The handcuffs made the manoeuvre more difficult, but she
managed to tuck the edge in above her right breast.

She was under no illusions, he wouldn't allow her to wear it long,
but she enjoyed the sense of civility while it lasted.

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

He handed her a brush -- one of the more expensive anti-static ones.
Kate turned it over in her bound hands.

He raised an eyebrow at the towel, but didn't insist on her removing
it. Leigh stood to her left, similarly wrapped in light blue.

"Who's brush?" Kate asked.

He turned around again.

He pointed to a blonde girl on the other side of the room.

"It worked for the others, I suppose it will work for you."

It felt odd to be using the same brush as the others and of a
stranger, but it was a brush. Better than tangles.

Knowing what was expected of her, she turned to Leigh.

"You first?"

Leigh turned around, presenting her back to Kate. Her brunette locks
tumbled in damp waves down her back, contrasting nicely with the
blue towel.

Getting all the knots out brought tears to Leigh's eyes, but Kate
persevered until the brush ran free through her hair.

After Leigh's hair was brushed out, Kate handed the brush to Leigh.

"My turn," she said.

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

The blonde girl watched him approach, her eyes wary. Somehow, she
knew that he wasn't returning for a simple talk.

Her eyes never left his, even as his hand lightly released the towel
around her, and it tumbled into a heap at her bare feet. Her hands
didn't rise -- there wasn't any point to that after what she'd been
through -- and her gaze never wavered.

"What are you going to do to me, now?" she asked. Despite her
defiant gaze, her voice sounded small, and weak, and afraid, and
resigned.

He smiled.

"I'm going to send your friends back."

Surprise flashed through her eyes, but she remained standing.

"Good," she said.

He glanced to her left, and when the girl followed his look, she
gasped.

"Where?"

"Back where you all started. Clothed. And trying to get a big round
ball to put in a basket. Pointless really."

The naked girl bristled.

"Pointless, like having six naked girls shower before you send them
back into a sweaty phys ed class?"

He smiled. "Something like that."

She stood quietly for a moment, then ventured a simple question.

"What about me?"

He thought for a moment. "Do you want to stay?" he asked.

Lisa stepped back, her calves touching the bench. She sat down.

"Do I want to stay? Here? Naked and a toy for you?"

"Truthfully? You'd be naked all the time, yes."

Lisa took a deep breath.

"You're serious. You are giving me the choice?"

He nodded and leaned back against the lockers. They rattled. The
two girls watched quietly on the other side of the room, wrapped in
towels, as she had been until he'd casually removed it. The girl
glanced at her yellow towel lying crumpled at his feet with a
wistful look on her face.

"What do you think I'll choose?"

He sighed. "This world is strange. It's harsh sometimes, and I know
that you probably don't like your situation. I don't blame you. I
wouldn't like it either, in your place. It's happening, but it
isn't. You are seeing things that you wouldn't get to see
otherwise."

"It's an honour to be captured by you?"

He smiled. The girl was shaking, though he couldn't tell if she was
angry, or scared, or simply nervous.

"No. Not that," he said.

She looked down at her hands, resting easily on her bare thighs.
Some struggle, inside of her, breached her pretty features. He
waited patiently, ignoring the quiet whispering of Leigh and Kate
behind him somewhere.

Lisa didn't look up.

"Why did you give me the choice?"

"Because, I thought you deserved it."

The naked girl sighed.

"I'll let you go back, if you choose to."

"I know," she whispered.

Then she made the decision that he knew that she'd make. But he'd
had to ask her anyway.

She slowly stood, her breasts proudly forward, her eyes clear and
unfazed. She stared at him, survivor strength breaching the distance
between them.

He smiled, knowing what her answer was going to be.

"I want to join my friends," Lisa said, her voice clear.

He thought he heard Leigh breathe a sigh of relief.

"Do you want to say good-bye?" he asked quietly.

Lisa turned to the other two girls. She was the only naked one in
the room, now, with the towels hiding Kate and Leigh.

"Thank you, for making this a little easier," she said simply. She
waved. He didn't turn to see the other two girls wave back.

With a flash of aching concentration, Lisa faded, a happy look
gracing her features.


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