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Subject: {ASSM} (New) Dawn of Time [073/157] (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 73

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(C) Copyright 2002 - All Rights Reserved

Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

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Kate knelt naked at the base of Linda's chair, carefully coiling up
the lengths of rope that had formerly bound Linda to her prison
chair. Linda slowly stood, keeping her eyes downcast. She rubbed
absently at her wrists.

Without hesitation, she stripped off her ruined clothing, folding
it, and placing it on the floor beside Kate. Kate glanced at Linda,
but continued to coil the rope around her elbow and hand, making
neat packages.

Linda hesitated at her panties, but they too joined her other
clothing on the floor. At last, she was naked, and she briefly
looked up. The Timeman was watching her, and she quickly averted her
eyes.

Without being told, Linda lowered herself to kneel beside Kate, her
hands clasped in her lap. Marks from the ropes indented her skin
around each breast, and her wrists.

When Kate finished with the ropes, she rose and walked back to the
Timeman, kneeling again at his feet. She lay the coils of ropes
beside her bare thigh, and lifted her eyes to watch Linda.

The Timeman rose, his jeans whispering against Leigh's bare thigh,
and motioned Kate to rise. The girl did, and then lowered herself at
his request to sit beside Leigh. Her thigh rested easily against
Leigh's, replacing the rougher jeans.

He walked forward until he stood towering over Linda. Linda looked
up, and sighed. Tears ran freely, but silently, down her cheeks.
With only a hint of hesitation, she reached forward and began to
unbutton the Timeman's jeans. He watched her for a moment, but when
her fingers began to tug at his zipper, he brushed her fingers away.

"I. I thought that was what you wanted," Linda said, keeping her
eyes from his face. He smiled down at the girl.

"Linda, I do."

She reached forward again, with a sigh. The tears had not stopped
tracing down her cheeks. He touched her fingers again, pushing her
hand away.

In sudden understanding, Linda clasped her hands behind her back,
holding them as though they were tied. She pushed her head towards
his groin, her teeth hunting for the tab of the zipper.

He laughed gently, and touched her head.

"I appreciate the gesture," he said as he crouched in front of her.
"I do. But I want something different from you."

She looked into his eyes warily, not moving her hands from behind
her back.

"Something different?"

He smiled, and rose again, motioning for Leigh and Kate to rise from
the couch. Worried looks on their faces, they pushed up from the
couch to stand easily behind the coffee table.

"Chair? Or table?" he asked them.

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

The hard surface of the coffee table pressed uncomfortably into her
bare back. Her head hung back, her long hair dragging against the
floor -- it was too difficult to hold her head up without the
support of the table top, at least for any length of time. The legs
of the table pressed solidly into her ankles and wrists, the ropes
holding her limbs securely to her prison. Another rope held her
belly to the tabletop, but it wasn't necessary. She wasn't moving
until he untied her, even though the ropes were only snug against
her skin. Her legs were tied to the outside of the table legs. She
should have been used to exposure, but this seemed excessive. She
couldn't close her legs, no matter how hard she pulled at the bonds
on her ankles.

She pulled at her right hand, but it didn't move from the table leg
to which it was bound. She moaned in frustration.

Slowly, she raised her head, her neck protesting. Kate sat in the
chair, where Linda had been bound only a little while ago. Kate's
hands were bound to the arms of the chair, her feet to the outside
of the chair legs. A rope held her bare torso to the back of the
chair. When Kate saw Leigh watching her, she smiled, though the
slightly worried look never left her face.

A moment later, Linda walked into the room from the bedroom. Idly,
Leigh wondered if Linda had been raped, but she didn't have a dazed,
or withdrawn look, only a look of fright for something that was
about to happen. She still held her wrists behind her body; either
she'd been tied, or he'd asked her to hold her hands that way.

Unable to hold her head up any longer, Leigh let her head drop with
a sigh.

She sensed movement to her right, and Linda's bare legs and toes
moved into her vision.

"Please, I don't want to do this," Linda murmured.

He laughed.

"Is that important, Linda? I can tie you back into the chair if you
prefer."

"But Leigh ..."

Leigh closed her eyes, not really wanting to hear the rest of it.

"Will suffer it without complaint, won't you Leigh?"

Leigh didn't open her eyes, but she spoke to the upside down world.

"Are you going to make her hurt me?"

"No. No. Quite the opposite."

Leigh sighed, not sure what that meant. "Whatever it is, I don't
have much choice, do I?"

She could almost hear him smile, but he said nothing.

And then a sensation to her right breast brought her head up despite
the pain in her neck. Leigh snapped open her eyes with a moan. Linda
knelt, her hands handcuffed behind her back, her tongue running
slowly and sensuously around Leigh's right nipple. Lowering her head
again, she tried to ignore the sensations, but couldn't. The tingles
of arousal returned despite her attempts to quench them. Her nipple
reacted, even while she actively tried to make it flatten. Her
clitoris cried out in frustration.

The ropes held her still, and the naked girl continued to use her
tongue, first on Leigh's right, then her left breast.

"Please," Leigh murmured. "Please, no."

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

He stood behind her left shoulder, obviously watching as Linda
continued. His jeans appeared upside down, his runners at the top of
her world. Leigh moaned as Linda's tongue delved between her vaginal
lips, teasing her clitoris, her breath hot and damp against her.

"Oh .... God ...." Leigh called out softly. Her hips rocked
involuntarily at the girl's attentions. Leigh could hear the soft
jingling of the chain between the girl's wrists behind her back as
she knelt between Leigh's thighs.

Leigh glanced downward, disoriented. Down was up. He seemed to be
watching Linda intently moving down there, somewhere.

"Oh .... please .... ahhhhhh," Leigh moaned. She tried to keep her
mouth shut, but a purring, like that of a kitten, emerged from her
throat.

Her hips rocked with the rhythm that she wanted. Linda's tongue
found that rhythm and teased her with it. She moved towards the
chasm, stopping on the edge. She glanced over, blue light beginning
to rise from the depths. She could feel her muscles beginning to
contract, her hips slowing of their own accord.

She sensed movement by her left shoulder, but it was easy to ignore.

"Oh, God, please no ..." Leigh cried out, as the sensations
disappeared, and she moved ever slowly from the edge. Desperately,
she raised her head to look over the mounds of her bare breasts.

His hand was tangled in Linda's hair, the other girl's face screwed
up in pain. Her hands fought uselessly against the handcuffs holding
her wrists. His hand held her head a full metre from Leigh's sex. No
more soft tongue. No more soft breath. No more easy pleasure.

Leigh's hips rocked in a fruitless mime of intercourse until she
willed them to stop.

"Oh, God. Please. Let her finish."

With a tug, and a cry, Linda struggled to her feet, his hand still
wound into her hair. Tears fell from her eyes.

He settled Linda back to her knees between Kate's bare ankles.
Crying, she shook her head.

"Linda? It's all right. I know," Kate said quietly, but loud enough
that Leigh could hear.

"It's not fair," Linda said. He pressed her head forward. She
seemed to resist until the pain became too great. Soon, her face
was buried between Kate's thighs.

Kate moaned, but talked after the initial touch of Linda's tongue
against her sex.

"I know he won't let you finish. It's not fair. I know," she said.
"I don't have much of a choice."

Her body shivered.

Leigh lowered her head again, the world inverting. Her breath came
in ragged gasps. It wasn't right, but her body wanted to climax.
God, she wanted to climax. The fingers of her left hand clenched and
then released slowly, rhythmically.

Tears fell upwards across her forehead, but unable to wipe them, she
let them fall gently through her hair.

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

His face appeared, upside down, in front of her own.

"Why?" she whispered. She could still hear Kate moaning, but there
didn't seem to be any danger of the other girl climaxing. He was
crouched in front of Leigh, after all. If Kate was close, he'd be
there, hand in Linda's hair, waiting to stop Kate's pleasure.

"Why, what?" he said simply. His fingers brushed some of the
moisture from her forehead.

"You know what ..." she whispered.

"Why I forced her to have sex with you, but didn't let her finish?
I'm going to do the same to Kate."

"Why?"

"You know why."

"I don't. Am I being punished?"

He laughed. "You deserve it for that stunt you pulled with Linda,
but no, you aren't being punished. If you were being punished, you'd
be lying there with your breasts being hit, maybe even bound. And
you'd be losing circulation in your hands and feet."

Leigh wiggled her toes. He was right. The bonds on her extremities
were secure, but she wasn't in any danger of losing circulation. If
it wasn't for her neck, she'd be almost comfortable.

"Why then?"

He smiled at her enigmatically. A cry from Kate grabbed his
attention for a moment, then he returned his gaze back to Leigh.

"It wasn't the right time," he said.

Leigh groaned as another spasm of arousal washed over her. Kate's
cries were becoming more insistent, and the girl's attempts at
controlling herself were drilling into Leigh's mind. Leigh closed
her eyes again, and sensed as he rose away from her. As he walked
towards Kate and Linda, he trailed his fingers lightly over Leigh's
left side, bumping gently over her nipple, and tracing down her
thigh.

She nearly screamed in frustration, but managed to bite down on her
cheek to stop it before it broke her lips.

Wearily, she raised her head to watch as the Timeman gently pulled
Linda from between Kate's thighs. Kate looked slightly better than
Leigh had, but tears of frustration still coursed down Kate's cheeks
to drip onto her bare breasts. It was a moment before the girl
gained enough control to stop her hips from rocking, and from
pulling against the ropes that held her. She kept her tongue, not
begging for release, having been warned through Leigh's experience
that such efforts were futile. At last, she sat still, staring at
the Timeman accusingly. Linda stood beside him, silently apologetic,
her hands twisting behind her bare back within the handcuffs.

Leigh sighed, and let her head drop again.

She'd only been awake for about two hours, and she was exhausted
already.


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