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Subject: {ASSM} (New) Dawn of Time [075/157] (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 75

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(C) Copyright 2002 - All Rights Reserved

Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

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Halfway between the eighth and seventh floors, Leigh tripped and
stumbled, desperately trying to catch her balance with her hands
bound behind her back. The leash connected to her collar slackened,
and Kate cried out, without actually thinking about it.

"Leigh!"

The other girl stumbled down two steps. In the periphery of her
vision, Kate watched as the Timeman, four steps below turned almost
in slow motion. Leigh almost caught her balance, but then fell,
trying to twist her bare body to better absorb the tumble.

"Leigh!" Kate's voice disappeared into the concrete.

When she opened her eyes again, her heart was hammering. No sounds
of pain, or the heavy thump of Leigh's head striking concrete
carried to her ears. The naked girl lay, instead, cradled in the
Timeman's arms, sobbing quietly. Kate let her breath out in a slow
whoosh of relief. Forgetting her own imprisonment, and ignoring the
leash connected to her own collar, Kate ran down the four steps to
join Leigh and her captor.

"Oh Christ, are you all right?"

Leigh visibly forced herself to stop crying, and raised her eyes to
Kate's face. Slowly, as though taking stock of herself, she nodded.

"I'm fine." The girl wiggled her bare toes, grimaced. "I scraped my
toes, but it could have been worse." She looked up accusingly at the
Timeman, pulling at her wrists still pinned behind her back. "If I
hadn't been handcuffed, I probably would have just grabbed the
rail."

He laughed gently, and set her on her feet. Leigh stepped gingerly
onto her left foot, but eventually put her weight on it. It seemed
to hold her, and she stepped away from the Timeman.

"I could have let you fall down seven flights of steps, instead.
Some gratitude."

Leigh pursed her lips. "You want me to thank you?"

He shook his head slowly, reaching for the girls' leashes again.

"Can you walk?" he asked simply. Leigh took another tentative step,
and nodded.

"If I'd broken my leg, you would have had to let me go."

He laughed. "You don't want to break your leg, just to get away from
me. Trust me."

Leigh seemed to accept that.

Kate felt a tug on her collar, and in surprise, realised that she
was still bound, and her leash was held gently between his fingers.
She blushed, but began to move forward. A moment later, Leigh
followed, watching her bare feet against the rough concrete of the
steps.

One bare foot, after the other.

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

The lobby glowed in the afternoon light. For the girls, it was more
like morning, at least that's what their bodies told them, however,
the sun remained frozen where he'd stopped it, flooding the lobby
with light.

Forgetting her collar and leash, Kate glanced around at the luscious
lobby. In real life, she could never have afforded to stay in this
quality of hotel. No wonder he wanted to bring them here.

Her bare feet whispered across the marble, Leigh walking quietly by
her side.

"I feel like an animal," Leigh whispered. If the Timeman heard her,
he neither prevented her from talking, nor acknowledged her
statement.

Kate shrugged. "Nobody can see us. I don't like it either, but ... I
think I'd like being shot less."

Her feet carried her three steps behind her captor.

Leigh sighed, but continued along in silence.

They stopped again at the main counter. He rested their leashes on
the marble of the counter in front of Rachel, who was again studying
something below the counter top, her eyes not watching the two
naked, collared girls in front of her.

"If those leashes move, I'll make the two of you regret it," he said
matter-of-factly. Leigh and Kate nodded, and stood relatively still
where they'd been left.

Kate watched as he walked towards the front of the lobby, towards
the bellboy who was watching the young lady in the loose top walking
by outside. He hesitated near the revolving door, but then pushed
through it standing out on the sidewalk.

(Run. Kate. Run.)

Kate shook her head, her eyes falling in distress towards the thin
piece of leather that trembled at her motion. It slipped and she
twisted to try and steady it. Despite her efforts, it fell, and
dangled from her throat. She sighed as it swung against her bare
skin between her breasts.

"Shit," she said glumly. Leigh raised her eyebrows, and moved a
little to try and return the leash to where he'd placed it. With her
hands bound, however, she would have to risk displacing her own
tether.

Leigh shrugged and returned her eyes to the front of the lobby. He
was watching the girls from outside, smiling.

"What's he going to do, kill me?" Kate said. She didn't move from
where he'd placed her.

"Punish us," Leigh said resignedly.

"Probably."

Leigh sighed and watched as he re-entered the hotel through the
revolving door and walked across the marble towards them.

He fingered Kate's leash for a moment, his eyes disappointed. For
some reason, Kate actually felt bad that he was disappointed, but
she didn't say anything.

With a sigh, he picked up Leigh's leash and guided the girls towards
the door.

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The door was difficult for her. She couldn't push, and she was
afraid that her bare feet might get caught in the revolving cavern.

Leigh stood waiting out on the sidewalk, the sun glinting off her
loose hair. She stood beside a man in uniform, almost reminding Kate
of the beefeaters of London.

He helped her, rotating the door slowly as she shuffled her bare
body through the rotating glass. Halfway through, he stopped the
door. Kate glanced back at him. He'd stepped away from the door, his
hands held lightly at his side. He smiled at her.

With a sigh, Kate carefully pressed her bare shoulder to the glass
and pushed. The door seemed frozen, and she pushed a little harder.
He laughed, his voice seeming to emanate from a cave far away.

"Like it in there, Kate?" he asked.

"Not particularly," she replied. Leigh watched with a puzzled look
on her face.

"Maybe I'll leave you in there all day," he said.

Kate glanced around at her prison. Already it was getting stuffy,
only with her own body heat and breath to make the air stale. The
light of the noon sun would soon warm the enclosure to uncomfortable
temperatures.

"Please, no," she said, turning again to face him through multiple
panes of glass.

He grinned and stepped around the revolving door to the exterior
service door. It opened to his touch and he stepped out to join
Leigh on the sidewalk.

"You can't leave her in there," Leigh said evenly, her voice
filtering through the glass.

"I can," he said simply, turning away from Kate.

"I know you can," Leigh said, moving towards the doorway. "She'll
die in there. For the same reason you can't leave a helpless child
in a closed car. You do know that, right?"

He shrugged. "She won't die," he said.

Leigh slowly fell to her knees, and looked up at him.

"She's my friend, now," Leigh begged. "I'll do whatever you want to
let her out. Please."

He crouched in front of the kneeling girl.

"Leigh, my dear, you'll do whatever I want, anyway."

Leigh choked back a sob, her breasts hitching in the sunlight.

"Please let her out," Leigh said. "What fun for you is she in
there?"

He seemed to think about it as he straightened.

"She was told not to disturb her leash. At least, I'm not whipping
her for it."

"It was an accident. She didn't move from where you put her.
Neither did I. Please. You'll kill her in there."

The air in the small chamber was already getting uncomfortably warm
for Kate. A trickle of perspiration traced down her ribs. The
enclosure wasn't large enough for her to sit, unless she really bent
her knees, but she could lean against the glass. She did, knowing
somehow that her voice wouldn't carry to the two out in the fresh
air. She pressed her lips together, trying to stop tears from
beginning. It had been an accident. She shouldn't have been wearing
a damn leash to begin with. She wasn't a damn animal, was she?

His voice filtered in to her again.

"Would you crawl a block for me?"

"Crawl?"

"Crawl. On your hands and knees. In the middle of the street."

Leigh hesitated, but eventually nodded. "You could make me do it
anyway."

"I could. Would you do it for Kate? I won't make you do it if you
say no."

Leigh nodded. "Let her out, and I'll crawl for you."

He nodded, and motioned to the redhead trapped in the revolving
doors. Kate hesitated, but eventually shook her head.

She remained in the enclosure, leaning back against the door.


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