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Subject: {ASSM} (New) Dawn of Time [141/157] (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 141

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(C) Copyright 2002 - All Rights Reserved

Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

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"I really don't mind," Kate's voice emerged from the direction of
Dawn's hand, "and you can keep your fingers there if you like, but
that's my breast and nipple you're touching."

Disoriented in the blackness, Dawn snatched her hand back. A blush,
though nobody could see it, rose into her face. She didn't know
why, she'd touched Kate's bare breasts before when she was forced to
untie them, but she was thoroughly embarrassed by the inadvertent
contact.

"I thought it was your cheek. I'm so sorry," she mumbled.

Kate laughed, and a tickling sensation touched her hand. A moment
later, what she presumed was Kate's fingers closed about her hand,
and she drew forward until her hand touched something familiar and
soft again.

"Kate ..."

"It's all right, Dawn. It's only my skin. See?"

Dawn couldn't see, and she nodded before she realised that Kate and
Leigh couldn't see her any more than she could see them. A swollen
bump pressed heavily into her palm.

"Kate ..."

"It's not like you haven't touched me before."

"Not like this." She tried to pull her hand way, but Kate's fingers
held her there, hand on Kate's breast.

"Hmmmm. No. Not like this. It's only skin, Dawn. It feels nice to
have human contact, rather than ropes. Less embarrassed now?"

Dawn nodded, and Kate must have felt it that time.

Kate released her hand, and Dawn forced herself to linger there for
a second, then pulled her hand back to brush at her own thigh.

Feeling foolish, she asked, "Do you want to touch mine?"

Kate laughed. "Sure, as long as we're in the dungeon, we might as
well be friends."

Dawn reached forward, and finally found Kate's hand again, waving
through the darkness. She pulled Kate forward, and touched her
breast to Kate's hand. Kate's fingers made no attempt at groping,
but only rested against her skin warm, and fluid. After a moment,
Kate pulled her hand back. Kate called into the darkness.

"Leigh? You want to touch, too?"

Leigh's voice came from the direction that Dawn remembered was the
stairs.

"Leave me out of your sick games," Leigh called, but there was a
lightness to her voice, almost a longing.

Dawn could sense the underlying currents of denied sexuality. She
hesitated, but then forced her lips to form the words. She'd done
it with Linda, and her body screamed out for satisfaction. It was
dark, and lonely.

"Do you want ..." she began. She couldn't force her mouth to
continue the statement. Suddenly, she truly regretted not climaxing
when he'd forced her to 'jill off' in front of everyone. Her breasts
ached, and her clitoris fairly quivered.

Kate laughed gently. "More than anything in the world. But we can't,
Dawn."

"Nobody needs to know," Dawn said easily. Her mind whirled in a
haze. Was she actually suggesting what she thought she was?

"He'll know."

"He's got you that far under his control?"

Kate sighed, and moved towards the stair. After a moment, Dawn
followed the sounds of her shuffling feet. The earth shifted beneath
her toes as she moved.

"I've seen him punish women for disobeying. But thanks for the
offer."

Above, she could hear Leigh moving. A shadow moved across the dim
light filtering under the door.

She heard Kate climb a few stairs and settle. Dawn nearly sat on the
ground, but then realised that she didn't really want to sit in the
dirt. She found the last stair, and lowered herself down, drawing
her legs up. The roughness of the planking scratched her behind, and
thighs, but it was better than sitting in dirt.

Leigh descended again, bumping into Kate with an expression of
surprise.

"No light switch," she reported. "At least none that I could find."

Upstairs, the house had gone silent, like the rest of the world. Not
even the slow vibration of his feet as he moved through the house
transmitted into the cellar.

"Do you think he'll come back?" Dawn asked.

"If you were a guy, would you leave Kate here, naked, wasted in a
dark cellar?" Leigh asked with a hint of a smile.

"I suppose not. Why did he put us here?"

"He thinks you're dangerous. And he's probably testing us."

"Testing us?"

"Finding out if we're afraid of the dark?"

"Are you?"

"A little," Leigh muttered.

Dawn didn't say anything further, shifting her weight. Time passed,
stretching out into the void. After a while, she pushed herself up,
and Kate sensed her movement.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"Try the door."

"It's locked," Leigh said wearily. An edge of nearly panic had crept
into her controlled voice.

Ignoring them, Dawn groped forward, stepping over Kate, and nearly
tripping on Leigh's legs. The softness of Leigh's skin drove more
tendrils of desire into Dawn's body, but she tried to ignore it, and
crept up the stairs using her hands as well as her feet.

The crack beneath the door didn't reveal anything though when she
looked away, bright dots of colour sparkled across her vision.

He found the handle and twisted it. It turned easily, sending
shivers into her heart. The door began to open, perhaps a
millimetre, then struck whatever held it closed and refused to
budge, or even admit more light.

"Dammit," Dawn whispered. "Maybe we can break it down."

"I doubt it," Kate called from the foot of the stairs.

Dawn grit her teeth and pressed her bare shoulder into the wood. It
worked in movies, didn't it?

She drove her shoulder into the door near the handle and gasped and
cried out in pain. Her shoulder felt like it was on fire, echoing
the hot pain still glowing in her breasts.

"Shit," she hissed. Slowly, she lowered herself to the top step,
extending her legs and massaging her shoulder. She'd probably sport
a bruise there for a week. Tears fell down her cheek, burning a path
to her jaw.

She started when fingers touched her arm.

"Hey, we'll survive this," Leigh's voice came more steadily than
before.

"Why? Why us?"

"I don't know. I really don't," Leigh whispered.

"Why do we have to suffer in the dark when he's out doing God knows
what with the others?"

"He's not hurting them. He got all that out on your breasts, and
Kate's, I think."

Dawn managed to control the tears, wiping at her cheeks and nose
savagely with her forearm. She sensed Kate slowly following the
girls to the top of the stairs. Dawn held her face in her hands, and
then glanced up. The thin silver of light from beneath the door
illuminated Kate's face beside Leigh's. The two girls were watching
her warily and with a deep look of concern.

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"We have to escape," Dawn said slowly. The girls had each taken a
stair, Kate cursing lightly as she picked at a sliver with her
nails.

"You can control time, can't you?" Leigh asked.

"Sometimes," Dawn admitted. Her concentration was completely shot,
her body aching, her nudity in this darkness, knowing that Leigh and
Kate were only a few short metres away driving undeniable bolts of
electricity into her nerves. She couldn't have unfrozen the door,
even if he'd left it unlocked. Not without ... and she didn't want
to do that. Not here. Not with Kate and Leigh, her moment of sexual
weakness slowly ebbing away, replaced with a new resolve of
abstinence.

After a moment, Leigh sighed.

"We can't, Dawn. We can't risk it."

"Why not?"

"Because if we try, even if you were able to help, and we failed.
He'd skin us alive -- or he'd skin someone in front of us."

"Or he'd tape cigarettes to Monique, or he'd tie Andrea's toes to
her breasts, maybe whip her for good measure. He wouldn't punish us
- -- he'd punish someone we cared about."

Dawn sighed, knowing exactly what Leigh and Kate were talking about.
After all, she'd experienced it first hand, stepping out from behind
an escalator, Kate's screams echoing in her ears. And she didn't
even know Kate. Well, not really.

Dawn sensed something rushing towards her like a freight train. Her
heart hammered, and her belly clenched.

She stared off into the blackness. Deep in the darkness of the
cellar she could see a cotton dragon, chasing a girl sitting
cross-legged in the grass.

The dragon rose up, its shouts rattling the earth itself. Crimson
scales dripped blood from its hide.

"I am Goliath."

Dawn shivered, standing before it. She was naked, her arms
handcuffed behind her. She looked up, her eyes welling with tears.
She didn't have so much as a puny slingshot. She didn't have
anything -- not even her jeans to protect her from the flames of its
maw.

The dragon regarded her, almost like one might regard an ant before
stepping upon it, flushing its life from the very fabric of the
universe. The creature raised its head, and laughed, the earth
shaking as it did. Dawn stumbled and fell to one knee, unmindful of
the exposure that afforded her. The dragon didn't care. The dragon
only wanted her for one reason. To watch her die.

Wearily, she lifted her head, her hair tickling her bare shoulders.

"I don't want to be here," she whispered.

(But I am.)

"It has to end."

(I am the key.)

She pushed herself to her feet, her eyes blazing. The dragon
laughed again, though even its expression changed, its animalistic
visage reflecting doubt for one so small, and helpless, and
vulnerable to stand before it. Dawn willed the shaking from her
limbs, though fright numbed her.

(I don't want to be here.)

"I am David," she whispered. "Dawn, and David."

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She blinked. The darkness remained, but the dragon had vanished. Her
hands weren't bound, but she remained naked, of course. Kate and
Leigh seemed unaware of her vision, and she silently thanked anyone
who would listen that she hadn't mumbled anything. Otherwise, they
might have thought her crazy. Perhaps, she was.

"What if we did this all together?" she whispered.


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