Message-ID: <7735eli$9804091632@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: Crimson Dragon Subject: Time Out Of Time (Chapter 59) [Mf, MFf, bd, exh, sm, inc, nc] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19980408214328.16107.rocketmail@send1a.yahoomail.com> This story is full of all sorts of perverse and unlikely things. It includes all sorts of bizarre things, which happen to turn some people on. Things like bondage, non-consentual sex, exhibitionism, and even incest. Minors need not apply. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. Delete from incoming box. (Like you'll listen if you're a minor... but at least you've been warned). If this kind of writing causes you discomfort, if it bothers you or is even likely to bother you, please don't read it. Consider yourself warned. If you read it despite all these warnings and are offended, what the heck are you doing? Give yourself a shake. I guess I should point out that this story is fictional. I have never figured out time travel and if I did, I suspect I wouldn't misuse the privilege nor would I engage in non-consentual sex or incest under any circumstances nor would I counsel anyone else to do so. These are bad things. Any resemblance to persons living or dead are purely coincidental. Also, let's be clear about this. Archiving of the story is OK. But charging money for it (including charging for access to any archived copies) isn't cool. Needless to say, giving me credit for the story is not an option. This work is copyrighted by the author subject to the above stated conditions. This is a work in progress. I will continue posting it as long as there is interest (both yours and mine). Any comments, good or bad, are welcome. Suggestions for the storyline are also welcome. I'd like to thank Rowan for her excellent feedback and commentary on the story thus far. She's now putting her talents into proof-reading the story, and for this I'm appreciative. Hopefully, this will help keep the story lines lively, interesting and entertaining. If you are still with me, read on and please enjoy. - crimson [ Chapter 59 - Time Out Of Time ] By Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com) "Well, I certainly hope that it's pleasurable, because your body is the key." "The key?" "The key. Until you climax, nobody goes anywhere." "Oh God. Please. Have some decency. That's my daughter. You've had me tied up naked for days. Tied to my other daughter. You have no idea ..." "Dora. This is the last thing. You will be freed after this. Your husband. Your daughter. All it takes is one climax." "You are a bastard." "Yup." "Y-you aren't going to hurt her again are you?" Remembering the timed tasks from our last encounter. "I'll be whipping her as she does you. Yes." "You fucking bastard. If I ever get out of these ropes. I swear I'm going to kill you. Worse than kill you." "Dora. You aren't even going to remember me when you finally get out of these ropes. And besides which, your last attempt at killing me got your daughter a more thorough whipping than I'd ever intended." She thought over this silently as I rose to join Jane. Still on her knees and quietly crying. She tried one last time. "Please. Have some decency. Some mercy. This is my family. I'll do this for you. A hundred times. With strangers. Gladly. You can whip me until I bleed for all I care. I'll scream for you. Forever. Please don't make me have sex with my mother. It's. It's not right. It's gross." Dora spoke up quietly. "Janey, darling. It's the last thing. Just do it and you'll be free of this. I. I don't mind. I'll try really hard to c-climax quickly. Okay?" Jane, still crying, just nodded. Unable to speak to her mother. "Jane. I know you don't want to do this. It's the last thing. I promise. Then we'll go back to the hotel and you can rest. No more sex. And your family will forget all about it." "I won't." I shook my head. "You're right. You will remember for now. Are you ready?" "Oh God." She fumbled the cap off the tube of lubricant. Crying. She spread some of the slippery stuff onto the tip of the vibrator. I watched intently as she pressed the plastic into her vagina. With the lubricant, it slipped into her relatively easily. She gasped, but it didn't seem to cause any real discomfort. I beckoned her to the other side of the women. The side where her father would see the intrusion into her body and her fingers working on herself. Once she moved to the correctly side, her crying intensifying, I unlocked her wrists. She'd need her hands free to do what she had to do. I nodded to Elizabeth who reached down with her right hand and began to tease Dave. He closed his eyes and I watched as Elizabeth began to dig her long nails into his cock. He opened his eyes in pain, and kept them open, learning his lesson for the day. She filled her mouth with water and kissed him full on the mouth. Exchanging the fluid. His throat working to swallow the liquid from Elizabeth's mouth. I turned my attention back to Jane. Indicating that she should lean forward on all fours. Giving her mother the attentions of her tongue. She began to beg one more time, but cut herself off mid sentence, realizing it was fruitless; I was going to see this show one way or the other. And this way was preferable to having her parents and sister in pain as well. As her tongue touched her mother's lower lips, Dora gasped. She had been naked and tied down for days. And humiliated. Perhaps the masochism ran in the family. Or maybe she just wanted to get this final act out of the way. Either way, she was obeying. Trying her damnedest to get to orgasm. I whispered in Jane's ear. "I'm going to whip you. Not too hard. Okay?" Her head nodded while still working between her mother's legs. "You have to come as well. Your father is watching." I reached down between her legs to the protrusion of the pink vibrator. Turned the end of it. Turning it on. Hearing the muffled buzzing from within her body. I don't think she was expecting the vibration from the intruder. She jumped. Her whole body arching as the vibrations worked into her sensitive flesh. She moaned into her mother's pussy. I raised the crop. Brought it down lightly against Jane's upturned bare ass. She jumped, but after the breast croppings that she'd received at my hands, this was nothing. It was just an annoyance. I watched as she hesitantly brought her fingers of her right hand up between her legs. Lightly stroking herself. Playing with the pink vibrator. Slowly pulling it and pushing it in and out of her vagina. Supporting her body with her left hand. Face still buried in her mother. Tongue working. I let another blow fall on her thighs. She jumped again, but didn't cry out. Just continued to do what she had to. I let the crop drop onto her lower body a number of times. Her thighs, her ass, her calves and her upturned feet. The light blow to her feet caused her to cry out a bit. I guess that the soles of the feet were kind of sensitive to the kiss of the crop. Kimberley certainly thought so. However, I was unable to tell if Jane's cry was in pain, or in frustration. Her fingers still working the vibrating toy in and out of herself. I crouched down beside the tormented girl. Touching her head. She raised her face from between Dora's legs and looked at me quizzically. I whispered to her. "Janey. You can play with the vibrator and it may feel good. But you may need to use your fingers, or the toy on your clit, you know?" I had noticed, while hitting the poor girl, that she seemed to be really unsure of what she was doing. I could tell that she wasn't getting nearly enough sensation from the vibrator alone. She was probably one of the majority of women that couldn't achieve orgasm by pure vaginal stimulation. She would have to pleasure herself differently. But she was either too ashamed, or too frightened to do this. Perhaps permission from me was necessary. If she was telling the truth, then she may not have masturbated enough to know what she liked. She looked at me with a thankful look on her face. I was unsure what that meant. Whether, me telling her how to do it to herself had made it easier somehow on her. Or whether she just needed the guidance. She closed her eyes. "Please. Don't make this slave girl do this. Please master. Do it for me? She ... your slave ... doesn't know how. Please?" I doubt if I've ever been tempted as much to listen to any of them. But with a colossal force of will, I closed my eyes, telling myself that I was a moron, and shook my head. When I opened my eyes, she was still looking at me. Her face a mask of resignation. She dropped her voice even further. Glancing down at her sister's face. Her sister that had such a perfect view of Jane tonguing their parent. "Please. They won't remember anything. Right?" I thought she just needed reassurance that she could masturbate here and now, and her family would never remember her shame, humiliation, and discomfort. She surprised me when she closed her eyes, Licked her lips and whispered something even lower, something I couldn't make out. I touched her hair. Cupped my ear. I couldn't hear her. "Please. Sir. Harder." Then it clued in. I'd almost forgotten that she was mildly masochistic. She wanted the crop to hurt her more. It might make it easier for her to climax. I'd really messed with this girl's head. I briefly considered making her clarify herself, so her family would know as well. But I reigned in that fantasy. She was crying and humiliated enough as it was. I just nodded and she returned to her task of having sex with her mother. Dora was moaning with the stimulation, and tears were falling down her face. She was pulling against the ropes holding her face down on Elaine. Grinding her bare body against her older daughter. Trying to press her pleasure center into her younger daughter's licking mouth. Crying. Pulling. Straining. I glanced over at Elizabeth. Her face was ashen. She had just given Dave the last of the water. She must have been trying to make it last. Trying to avoid the final instruction that I gave to her. Though, she knew she didn't really have a choice. Dave had to climax. Like it or not. Or there was going to be some serious pain. She'd pushed her luck far enough for one day. Though I'd only threatened Jane and Elaine with punishment, Elizabeth knew that she'd suffer, bigtime, if she didn't manage to get Dave excited enough to climax. Chances were, that Dave wasn't going to have trouble with that, despite the torment of his family. I watched as Elizabeth gave me one last beseeching look and lowered herself to her bare knees. Leaning forward and taking Dave into her soft mouth. Using her tongue and fingers to further excite him. Watching his face intently, upturned face. Penis deep in her mouth. Careful that he was watching Jane and Dora and I. He did close his eyes once. Not to shut out the images, but in an agony of ecstasy. Elizabeth did what she had to and increased the pressure on Dave. Using her teeth. Dave's eyes snapped back open and focused again on his youngest daughter and his wife. Having sex in front of him. Elizabeth looked pretty talented though. Of course it had been two days since Dora had been forced to suck him. And two days of pain and suffering. Any pleasure was bound to be magnified. I turned back to Jane's upturned and slightly striped bottom. I raised the crop and brought it down on a much harder arc. Felt it spring as it impacted the soft bare flesh of her buttocks. She screamed into her mother. The scream was muffled by her forward movement as she tried in vain to get away from the stinging pain. Dora softly cried out at the increase in stimulation. Calling me a bastard over and over. I brought another stroke down hard across Jane's firm calves. The flesh almost molding around the crop. Her agonized scream barely muffled by her mother's body. Then incredibly. "Oh God. More. Please. More." I brought another one down across her calves. The girl jumped. Crying out. Her agonized screams causing Dave and Dora to wince. Feeling for the pain Jane was experiencing. I gave her another right across both ass cheeks. And another in swift succession across the bottoms of her cheeks. She pulled her hand away as the fingers got rapped, working industriously between her silken legs. She cried out. Her body heaving. Her tongue buried in her mother. Fingers working at the vibrator, brushing her clit. Finally, I brought the crop down once more on her welted calves and she exploded. Her fingers rubbing between her legs. Her whole body arching, her red and welted legs kicking in response to the hard blow that I'd administered. Her forward thrust forcing her tongue against her mother. Dora followed with that last thrust of her younger daughter's tongue. She climaxed. Not as spectacularly as Jane, but nevertheless, it didn't look like a fake to me. The two women shuddering, and tensing. Dora against the restraints, Jane finally falling to her side, curling up in a ball crying. Trying to ease the pain in the back of her legs and backside. Pulling the pink plastic intruder from her naked body. Holding the toy loosely in her hand. Bawling. I wandered over to Elizabeth. Her mouth still working on Dave. I touched the hair on her bobbing head. Easing her off the stranger that she hadn't even met before today. He was still erect, but I could see the remnants of some semen on Elizabeth's lips and chin. I touched her face and she brought her fingers to her face. Touching the wetness of him. Closing her eyes and wiping the remnants from her face. Grimacing as she licked her fingers clean. Finally, she opened her eyes. "Please. Don't make me do that anymore." I nodded. He'd obviously come as instructed. She was done. "Just so you know. He came twice." She actually looked perversely pleased with herself at the admission. I almost laughed at the absurdity. "Pretty talented. Wrists." She looked a bit confused, but automatically raised her arms. Offering me her wrists. I snapped a pair of handcuffs around her slender wrists. She was far too exhausted to ask why I'd bound her. They were getting used to it. There just simply wasn't a good reason. I used another pair to secure her to the bench. Sitting on the mall floor. She just sat there quietly as I returned to Jane. Jane was still sobbing her eyes out, curled up in a ball on the floor. Unable to bear the abuse, the shame, the humiliation any longer. I sat down on the floor beside her. Intending to comfort her. Let her know that I was going to free her family. I gently touched her shoulder. What followed wasn't surprising but was a complete blur. At the touch, Jane screamed. Like a cat, she just snapped to a fighting position. Her face a mask of wildness and pain. She threw the only thing she had. The vibrator missed my face by millimeters. Glanced off my shoulder and spun across the floor. Cracking. No longer buzzing. She growled at me. "I hate you. You fucked up fucking bastard. I hate you." With the words, she sprang to her bare feet. I was expecting her to attack me. I had readied my time defenses, but instead of throwing herself at me, she turned on her heel, and blindly began to run in the opposite direction. Blindly crashing into frozen people. Her bare feet thundering on the tile. Crying. Shaking. I just calmly watched the distressed girl run. I let her. Maybe she needed to get away from all this. I'd put her through more than enough. In a strange way, I was beginning to care about them. About them all. I could sense the time bubble. Hers. It was almost like radar. I was ultimately controlling it and it tugged on me. Even after I could no longer hear her bare feet slapping against the tile, I knew she wasn't far. I turned back to Elizabeth. Pulling on her cuffs. Wanting to go after the girl. Fright on her face. "Please. Master. Don't punish her. She. She was just upset. You'd be too. Oh God. Please let me go after her. God. After what you did to her. You can't blame her. Oh. Please. God. She's hurt. She's in pain. She just needed. Oh God. Please. She won't go far. God." Elizabeth was in tears. Pleading for Jane. Almost babbling. Remembering her close call. Remembering Amy. It seemed to be the day for defiance. I crouched and cupped Elizabeth's face in my hands. She pulled against her bonds but finally held my eyes. "I'm not going to punish her. Promise. But I can't let you go after her either. I know you want to, but she just needs some time alone. I'll go see her in a while. Okay?" "You promise? If you have to punish someone, I'll take it for her. Okay?" "Elizabeth, you are a noble one. But I'm not going to punish her or you either. Not this time. I promise." Elizabeth, just numbly nodded. Still crying. "If I release you, will you stay here?" The frightened girl just nodded. "I need your help, but if you are going to run as well, I won't be as understanding in your case. Okay?" "Yes. Master." The girl sighed. I reached forward and snapped open the cuffs. Allowing the girl her freedom, for now. I sat up on the bench with Dave. Lightly slapped his face. Bringing him out of the trance that he had dropped into after Elizabeth had stopped giving him head. "Davey?" "You fucking bastard. My daughter. You didn't have to hit her that hard." I couldn't bring myself to tell him that his daughter had asked me to do it. *I* was hardly touching her, considering what she'd been through before. Further, Elizabeth was in earshot, and at the moment I was respecting Jane's right to keep these masochistic tendencies to herself. At least amongst the captives. "Dave. Forget about that for a moment." "Shit. It's my daughter you are playing with. I swear I'm going to kill you for her." "Dave. Listen to me." He cocked his head. "I need you to promise me that you are going to behave. I'm going to release you from those ropes that Jane tied. But I can't have you attacking me. Understand?" "Shit. You better watch yourself if you untie me, bucko." "Dave. You don't understand. See those lovely women over there? Dora? Elaine? If you try anything. I swear, anything. I'll make you wish that you hadn't. Their bodies will be so red from the welts, that you will be begging to do anything to stop them from hurting. They won't even be able to scream because their voices will be gone. Then I'll kill you. Is that clear?" "Oh my God. You are an animal." "Now. Behave yourself. I'm going to get Elizabeth to untie you. Don't think that you can threaten her either. I don't particularly care if she gets hurt. But I'm betting you care if Elaine's breasts are a pale colour or a nice angry red. Got it?" Actually, I did care about Elizabeth getting hurt. If anyone was going to hurt her, it would be me. But, I really wasn't all that worried about Dave trying anything. It was the mother that I was worried about. "Yeah. You bastard. I got it." "Elizabeth," she had gone completely pale at this exchange. I had to be tough on him. Couldn't afford not to. "I need you to untie this guy. I want you to cuff him to the bench first. I don't need any trouble." "You've made yer point. You don't need to cuff me." I nodded to Elizabeth who picked up a pair of handcuffs and slipped them around Dave's tied right wrist. Locking the other side to the bench slats. Then she knelt and began the tough job of undoing Jane's knot job. Her fingers working at the knots. Turning to the women, I crouched by Dora's ear. "Dora?" She looked up at me. Still in tears. "Please. Jane?" "I'm going to see to her in a moment. She just needs to be left alone." "You aren't going to punish her are you?" Pleading. I shook my head. "Thank God. I was going to offer myself instead." Jane had some friends here. That was for sure. "Dora, I'm going to untie you and Elaine first. Okay? But I don't want you to cause any trouble. I'm going to let you completely free soon." She looked puzzled, but she probably didn't understand about the time thing completely yet. I would have released them right away and saved myself a rope loosening job, but I sort of wanted Jane to know that I was actually going to adhere to my end of the bargain. Visual proof that she hadn't been tortured in vain. I slipped a pair of handcuffs joining Elaine's right wrist to her mother's left ankle, and Dora's left wrist to Elaine's right ankle. That would keep them out of trouble after the ropes were released. Elaine looked up as me. "Oh God. I'm going to be untied?" "You got it," I murmured back to her. I began loosening the knots holding the women together. As Dora came free of Elaine, she rolled off her older daughter. The handcuffs still holding her head to toe, but a lot freer than the rope had provided. I cut the ropes holding Elaine into her spread-eagled position. The women rubbing their limbs. Trying to get two days worth of cramps and strains eased. Crying a little at their freedom. Having to move together because of the cuffs, but managing. Elizabeth still hadn't quite finished with Dave, but she was close. Just the arms left. I wandered over to the bench in time to hear a very red-faced man tell an equally red-faced girl that she was pretty talented in the mouth department. A furtive glance at his wife. Elizabeth murmured something like that she was sorry and hadn't wanted to do it. And finished with the final ropes. Dave, one hand free, stretched. Gasping as his cramped muscles made themselves known. Elizabeth rocked back on her knees leaning on her hands behind her. Dave, adjusted himself, Trying to tuck himself back into his ruined pants, but making a decent job of it. Elizabeth just smiled to herself. She hadn't had anything to adjust herself in for days. Nakedness does have some advantages. I touched Elizabeth. Her breathing was a lot more even now that the pressure was off. She actually seemed pleased at the red-faced compliment from Dave. Pretending to be cross, I motioned her to another bench away from Dave. I handcuffed her loosely to the leg of the bench. Making her sit on the floor again. She just stuck her tongue out at me, knowing that I wasn't angry with her at the moment. I just shook my head and turned away from them without a word. I began to walk back the way Jane had run. _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |