Message-ID: <12644eli$9807012259@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Crimson Dragon Subject: {ASSM} New: Time Out Of Time - Chapter 113 (Mf+, bdsm, exh, nc) [113/???] 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: <19980701140030.4415.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-consensual 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. If you are still with me, read on and please enjoy. - crimson ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 113 - Time Out Of Time ---------------------------------------------------------------------- By Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com) ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "Girls? Are you ready?" Jane looked up at me from her bent position and begged silently with her eyes. She really didn't like this, and I couldn't blame her. She whispered quietly. "Please don't do this to us." Elizabeth just silently cried, looking down at the floor. I picked up the small black box. It felt warm in my hand. I ensured that the settings were low. I couldn't imagine what this thing did, how it would feel, what these women would be going through. I decided to take it slow, try to determine how much to torment them with it. I really didn't want to hurt them as much as Mayer had hurt Sheila. I rested my thumb on the small red button. Jane just closed her eyes, trying to brace her bound body. She had resigned herself that begging simply wasn't going to free her from the pain. Tears ran down her face as she anticipated it. I swallowed, almost hesitant to press the button. They had been tormented enough. I couldn't imagine what they'd already been through, being bound, helpless, violated. I watched them both carefully as I let my thumb press the button. The reaction was instantaneous. Both girls bodies snapped rigid. Jane managed to hold onto her pain better than Elizabeth. Elizabeth raised her head and screamed pitifully. Her bound body strained against the ropes holding her, even her bare toes curling. Jane's face raised as well, and I could see her pressing her lips tightly together, desperately trying to control the scream. I relented and released the button. So little effort on my part, so much torment on theirs. Elizabeth and Jane slumped into their bonds, both breathing heavily. Elizabeth was mumbling quietly, "I'm sorry. Oh my God. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Jane gathered in her strength and looked at me, tears running down her face. "Please," she whispered to me. Sheila had turned her head away, her fingers tugging gently at my jeans. "God. Please don't do that again to them. Please?" Sheila begged, upturning her face towards me. I gently stroked Sheila's hair as she wept. She knew exactly what the girls were going through. I caught Jane's eyes and she begged, not knowing what else to do. "Please. Master. A slave. She begs you not to do that again to her. It hurts. She. She can't describe how much it hurts. Inside. Please don't. She'll do anything you want." Elizabeth just hung in her bonds moaning. Unable to speak. "It didn't kill you, did it?" "Please. I can't take it again. It hurts so much. Please turn it down. Take this thing out of me. I can do things for you. Anything. You'll like it more than hurting me. Please. Oh God. Please. You can take away my clothes. I'll stand here all day if you want. Please don't press that button again. Please?" "Janey? It's already turned all the way down." "Oh God. Please not again. Elizabeth has learned her lesson. We don't need to be hurt like this. Oh God. Please. Please." Elizabeth, finally raised her head. Misery written across her features, tears falling shamelessly from her eyes. She twisted her hands in her cuffs, desperately wanting this to end. "Please. I've learned. I'll obey. I'll do whatever you want. Anything. Just not again. I. Hurt. Please." "You'll lick Amy?" "Yes." She seemed almost eager now. "You'll beg to lick Amy?" "Oh God. Anything. Please, let me lick Amy. I'll lick her for as long as you want. I'll enjoy it. Anything you want. Please don't." "If I agreed to let Jane go, would you allow me to press this button again?" Her face collapsed, her own pain overwhelming her. This wasn't a fair question, I could see how much she hurt, how much she didn't want to be pulsed again. She pressed her lips together, squirming in her bonds. She reluctantly nodded her head. "Sorry? I didn't hear you." "Oh God. Yes. Please let Jane go. I'll let you do it again to me if you want. I don't have a choice anyway. What can I do to stop you?" "It's more than that, Elizabeth. I want you to beg to be hurt again." "Oh God. Don't make me do that." Her face was flushing. She knew that she was going to get it again, like it or not. But if she begged, Jane might not have to endure it as well. But she didn't want to beg for it, either. She pressed her lips together. "Alright. No problem." "Wait." Elizabeth cried out just before I pressed the button again. "Yes?" "Please. This slave is begging to be shocked again. Please hurt her. She deserves it. But please. Jane doesn't. Not again. It hurts so much. Her. Her pussy is still hurting. Please release Jane. Shock me if you have to. I'll take it. I'll scream. But I'll take it. Turn it up, even. I'd beg you on my knees. But let Jane go. Please." I nodded. She'd had enough. I didn't want to completely break her. I just wanted to make sure that she obeyed in the future. This thing really hurt, by the sound of it. "You sure you want to do this?" Elizabeth pulled at her cuffs but silently nodded. She'd take the pain alone, rather than have Jane involved any further. If she had a choice. Jane looked up at me. "You bastard. I'll take it as well. Don't make her beg for this, you son of a bitch. Nobody should have to endure this." "She's already begged enough, Janey. Relax. You'll be out of this in a second." "Oh God." I rose, leaving the box on the chair. I approached Jane and cupped her face in my hands, forcing her to look at me through her tears. "I just wish I could put you up here, just once," she whispered to me. "You have no concept what you just put us through, do you? It hurts. Feel my nipple." I reached up to her trapped nipple and felt it throbbing and warm beneath my finger. Jane gasped at the touch but managed to stay still. "Feel it? Imagine what it feels like from this end. I had fucking electricity flowing through there. It hurt. Like hell. Now imagine the worst pain you've ever had and then multiply it by ten. That's what it felt like between my legs. Please. I kept quiet for you. Please, have mercy on her. She can't take it. I'll take it for her. Let her go. I can take another pulse if you don't leave it on. If you must see a girl in agony. Please. For me?" "Jane, you are one brave little girl. I can't. It has to be Elizabeth." "Why? Don't get me wrong. I don't want this either, but she'll pass out. She won't be any fun if she passes out, will she? You don't have any idea how much this hurts. How much it hurts to even have your arms like this. Oh God. What can I say to convince you." I kissed her cheek. "Nothing, my sweet one." "Oh God." She hung her head in defeat, tears falling from her eyes again. I glanced over at Sheila, who was looking positively sick at this exchange. I traced my fingers slowly up Jane's leg, under her dress, savouring the feel of her silken skin. She cried out a bit at the touch, but didn't move. She was probably sensitive all over her body from the shock I'd forced her to endure. I couldn't imagine how Sheila had taken a shock at a higher level if Jane was having this much trouble at level one. And I could see how higher levels might be lethal. I carefully felt for the tape between Jane's legs and carefully peeled it from her skin. She cried out again, as the tape lifted some of her sparse pubic hair with it. But that indignity couldn't have been anywhere near as bad as what she had endured earlier. I slowly eased the probe from her sore vagina as she gasped. She sighed in relief as I pulled the shiny phallus out from under her dress. "Thank-you," she whispered as she was relieved of her violation and the source of her torture. "Feel better?" "Much. But please don't do this to Elizabeth. She doesn't deserve it." "I know she doesn't, sweetheart. I know." "Why then? What can I offer you not to do it." "Your breasts?" "My breasts? You already have them. They're yours." "Beg me to whip them." "You know I will. As much and as long as you like." "Don't scream when I hit them?" "Oh God. Please. You know I can't do that. Gag me if you want me to be quiet. Please." "Try. You'll have lots of motivation." "Will trying be good enough? Will you shock her anyway if I scream?" "Hold off screaming for the first five. How's that?" "And you'll let her out of the shocks?" "Yes. But I don't promise that I won't hit her breasts as well." "Oh God. Alright. I'll try. What if I fail?" "You won't. But if you do, I'll shock her. And I'll increase the shocks to level two." "You bastard. So it's all up to me." "You begged me to let you offer something. I was just going to give her one more small dose. You raised the stakes here." "Oh God. I'm sorry." "You still have the choice. I don't really mind either way." "You are a monster. You know that? I'm not sure if I can keep quiet." I smiled at her. "You did during the electricity thing." "That took every ounce of my strength. I'm not sure I can do it again. Please. Just let us go. We've suffered for you enough." "Janey? Sweety? Do you want to try this, or not?" "Oh God. You son of a bitch. I don't have a choice, do I? I'll try. I can't watch her go through that again. Knowing it was because I couldn't stop it." "Jane. Please don't. I might pass out, but I won't feel anything if I do. Let me do this. I got us into this," Elizabeth pleaded with her from her tether. "I. I have to do this." Jane whispered to her, "I'm sorry. I have to do this as well. He could do all this anyway to me. Don't you see? He's giving me a chance here. He didn't have to. I have to try." I carried the silver probe over to Elizabeth and knelt in front of her. "Elizabeth, I know that this is going to be hard, but you have to do this. Otherwise, I'm going to make it a lot worse on you. Okay?" "What do you want me to do?" "I want you to hold this thing in your mouth." "But. Please. It's been in her." "I know, baby. If Jane fails, then you still have to hold it while I press that button." "I can't do that." "You'll have to." "Oh God. Please don't do this." "Kiss it." I held the device of torment to her lips. She wrinkled her pretty nose and pressed her lips together, refusing to touch it with her mouth. "I'm going to give you one more chance, Elizabeth. Don't do this to yourself." My fingers stole up under her bound body and caressed her right nipple gently, the unclamped one. She gasped but still refused. "Elizabeth. Sweety. Do what he says. Don't you remember how much it hurts? He'll shock you until you do what he says. My pussy still aches, I'm sure your's does too. Just hold it. I'll make sure you don't get shocked again. I don't taste that bad," Jane coaxed the girl from her bonds. Tears welled in Elizabeth's eyes as she regarded me, a mixture of fear and anger in her eyes. She pressed herself forward against the bonds and quickly touched her lips to the slick probe, tasting Jane. I pressed the tip of the phallus against her lips and she reluctantly opened them, allowing me to press the thing into her warm mouth. I watched as she was forced to provide some suction with her cheeks to hold the thing in her mouth. She moaned a bit, but succeeding in controlling her instincts to push it out. She was effectively gagging herself. She actually looked quite beautiful, but I'm sure she wouldn't have thought so. I moved back over to Jane. "You ready?" "Not really," she glared at me, knowing how much this was going to hurt her and not being allowed to scream. I turned back to my free assistant, Sheila still on her knees by the recliner. "Sheila, get me a small paddle?" "Please don't make me help with this. I don't want to hurt her." "I'm not going to make you hit her. I promise." Sheila, resigned, climbed back to her bare feet and padded back to the closet. Eyes downcast, she handed me the paddle as she returned. She begged me with her eyes and then knelt back down in her spot beside the chair, wanting to look away, but morbidly fascinated how Jane was going to make out. _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----