Message-ID: <6979eli$9803161625@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: Crimson Dragon Subject: Time Out Of Time (Chapter 41) [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: <19980316031336.3727.rocketmail@send1c.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. 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 41 - Time Out Of Time ] By Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com) I awoke refreshed. According to my watch, at least ten hours of sleep. I was lying on my back, with an unfamiliar weight pressing against my arm. I glanced down. A blonde head resting in the crook on my arm. I didn't move, not wanting to wake her. I glanced over at the chair, half expecting it to be empty. Jane still sitting in the chair, her ankles secured to the legs, breathing regularly. Occasionally pulling against her ropes. But quiet. I gently moved, lowering Christi carefully to the bed. It was then that I noticed that her hands were handcuffed in front of her. I was quite sure that her hands were free last night before I fell asleep. I was almost sure that I was worried about her strangling me before I fell asleep. I guess that hadn't happened. She must have somehow gotten the cuffs from the night stand, after I'd fallen asleep and cuffed herself. I'd have to reward her for that. It would have been just as easy for her to handcuff me instead. But she hadn't. Not sure why. I quickly gathered my clothes, not waking either female. Naked, I dropped my clothes in the bathroom and I padded out to the living room. I switched on the light, eliciting some groans from the girls tied up there. I walked up to Amy and Elizabeth. Amy looked like hell. Her eyes were sunken. Her hair a mess. It didn't look like she had gotten a wink of sleep. I couldn't imagine how it must feel tied up for a solid ten hours when you are deathly tired. Elizabeth looked a little better, but not much. "Good morning," I said to them brightly. "Good morning," Amy returned a bit sulkily. Amy was probably one of those people that got really cranky if overtired. I wandered out to the kitchen and switched on the coffee pot. Then sat down in the easy chair and gazed at my girls. Finally, Amy broke down. "Please. Aren't you going to untie us?" "Whatever for? You look wonderful like that." "Oh God. Please. I'm begging you. My feet hurt. My back hurts. I'm so tired I could just die. Please." She began to cry, silent big tears falling down her cheeks. Moving Elizabeth with her sobs. Yup, cranky when tired. Elizabeth tried to comfort her. Elizabeth turned her head as best she could. "How can you be so cruel to her? She's human, you know? She's tired. She's tortured. She's hurting. Please. I'll stay here if you need to look at someone. Please. She's just a girl." I stood up and walked over to the girls. Stroked Amy's head until she calmed down a bit. "You aren't ever going to let us go. Are you?" "You mean from this?" I indicated the ropes holding her. Despair. She nodded. "Please. God. I'm so tired. I'll do anything for some sleep. Oh Christ. A nice bed. What's that like? Please, my feet. My legs. My whole body aches. I'm not asking for much. Please. I'll crawl for you. I'll fuck you. You can whip me. Oh God please let me out of this." She managed to keep control of her voice, even though her eyes couldn't help dropping a few tears down her cheeks. She actually was very attractive when she begged. I relented and began to undo the knots. Jane's knots always gave me trouble, so it was a long process. I began at their ankles, slowly working my way up their bound bodies. I cruelly left the crotch ropes in place until I'd released everything but their throats. I released the ropes holding their crotches together having to actually work the evil ropes from between their swollen lips. Both girls sighed as the strict bondage fell away from their bodies. Especially when the bonds were removed from the crotch ropes. I couldn't imagine how sore that would get a girl if left for ten hours. But they didn't complain too much. Maybe they were frightened to complain. I released their throats last. As soon as the danger of hanging themselves had been removed, both girls fell to their knees on the carpet. Amy murmured, "Thank-you. Oh God. Thank-you." Her muscles began to uncramp and she gasped as the blood began to circulate back into areas that it had been denied until now. I looked down at the kneeling girls. "How about a shower?" "A shower?" both girls in unison. "Yeah, you remember those don't you?" "Oh my God," Amy practically gushed. "I'd do just about anything for a hot shower. I didn't think you would ever let me take one. I feel so dirty." In her excitement she completely unselfconsciously leaned forward and kissed my leg. Amazing what a tired girl and a night of uncomfortable bondage will do to a woman. Elizabeth, while not quite as excited as Amy was nodding that she wanted one too. Though the girls were alright the way they were, I wrinkled my nose and smiled. Joking with them. "Well, I guess you do need one." I touched their heads. "Come on. Crawl with me to the bathroom." Without any complaint at all, the two girls fell to their hands and knees and quickly as they could crawled to the bathroom. Once there, I had Elizabeth get up and run a hot shower. Leaning back against the counter, I motioned for Amy to join her. Not having to be told twice, the girl bounced to her feet and slipped into the shower with Elizabeth. As I slipped into the shower with them, Amy was actually smiling as she worked shampoo into her hair. I motioned to Elizabeth, and resigned, she picked up a bar of soap and began to wash Amy. There wasn't a whole lot of room in the shower, I have no idea how Christi, Jane and Elizabeth took one the day before. Soon, Amy was sighing as Elizabeth's hands worked the soap into her bare wet body. Elizabeth, seeming to know what I wanted from her, took care to make sure Amy was completely clean. Spending extra time on her feet, pussy and breasts. Whenever Amy tried to help, I just gently slapped at her hands, finally Amy just let Elizabeth soap her up and enjoyed it. Back in the spray, Amy rinsed and then returned the favour. Carefully working the shampoo into Elizabeth's hair, and soaping up her body. Elizabeth sighed at the attention, knowing that she shouldn't help Amy wash her, letting Amy do the work. "You know, this is a lot nicer than the cold one you made us take the other day." "Only because I'm in here. Otherwise, you'd be shivering." "Oh. Doesn't matter. Thank-you anyway. It feels wonderful after that night." "Yes, thank-you ... m-m-master," shyly from Amy. Once Elizabeth was rinsed off, the two girls automatically turned to me. Amy running her hands through my wet hair, carefully working shampoo through it. Cleaning it thoroughly. Elizabeth running her soft hands over my body. Working the soap into it. Taking extra care around my groin causing me to gasp as her wet hands massaged me. She grinned up at me, falling to her knees. Water cascading over her bare body. Amy's hands still working at my hair. Elizabeth slipped her wet mouth over my penis, began to run her tongue up and down it. Teasing. I groaned, taking in the sensations of the water, the two beautiful women. I didn't take long for me to get to the edge. Smiling up at me, Elizabeth waited for the last possible second before taking me out of her mouth, with one soft touch from her fingers, I climaxed. Letting my come go. Elizabeth managed to close her eyes as my semen cascaded over her face. Into her wet hair. As I finished, and relaxed, she climbed to her bare feet and nonchalantly rinsed her face and hair again, getting me off of her. She turned around and kissed my mouth. "Without even being told." "I figured you'd make me do it anyway." "Most women would have waited in your position." "I ain't most women and you were finally nice to us. Hot water. Even if it wasn't meant for us." She grinned. Such simple things made her happy. Probably such a difference from her former life. The girls finished washing my body. I rinsed off. "Stay." I ordered them. The two bare girls had no problem following that order. Relishing the spray against their bodies. If they could have stayed under that hot water all day, I think they would have. I would have bet that if I'd met them two days ago and told them that they would be showering together, washing me, servicing me, and happy about it, they probably would have just hurt themselves laughing. Amazing. As I stepped out of the shower, I turned off the hot tap. It took a second for the stream to change to bitter cold. The girls in the spray squealed. Begging for me to let them get out or turn back on the hot. I forced them to stay under the cold spray for a minute or so, then reached in and turned off the water. I let the dripping girls step out of the shower. They were shivering and their nipples stood out in a delicious way. I almost wanted to play with their bodies, right then and there, but decided to hold off. I had a lot planned for the day. And even if they were in much better spirits, they needed some rest before I could really play with them. Amy actually laughing as she stepped out of the shower, her body shaking from the cold water. Simple things. I held out a large bath towel and the girls immediately began to dry my wet body. Amy picked up a hair dryer and began to dry my hair. I just waited quietly letting the girls preen me. Finally done, I motioned for them to finish up themselves. I slipped into my clothes and sat on the counter watching the bare beauties dry each other. Still shivering. I had them put nail polish on, their choice of colour, but since I was intending to put them to bed there was little point to having them don makeup for me. While we waited for their nails to dry, Amy spoke to me. "Why are you being nice to us?" "Amy, I'm not always cruel. You and Elizabeth have done everything I asked. Right down to spending the night in that awful position. I know that must have been really hard on you. You are tired. Probably a bit cranky. I understand. You need some rest. And I needed a shower anyway. No reason for you not to join me." "God, it felt good. How long are you going to keep us?" "Until I get tired of you. You know that." "I guess I did. Can I ask you a more personal question? Without you getting upset at me?" "I suppose." I was feeling patient. "Why do you enjoy having us? I mean, like you do?" "Huh?" "She means, why do you like having us tied up, humiliated, naked all the time?" Elizabeth chimed it. "I honestly don't know." "It turns you on having us helpless, doesn't it?" "I guess it does." "You know that you don't have to keep us tied up all the time you know. We can't get away. We're helpless anyway. I'm pretty sure all of us have pretty much given up on any ideas of attacking you. You don't have to tie us up." "Elizabeth, I know you don't like being bound up all the time. I wouldn't either, in your position. But, I can't help it. That is why I took you. To keep you in bonds most of the time. Whether you like it or not doesn't really matter to me." Elizabeth just hung her head. "God, I'm so tired." "I know. And I promised you a bed for the morning." Amy brightened. "You mean it? You are going to let us sleep in the bed? No floor? No ropes?" Hopefully. I turned to Amy. "Amy, dear. I am going to let you sleep in the bed. No floor. Promise. But you know I can't leave you without the ropes." "Please. Oh my God. Please. I'm begging you. I don't need to be tied up. I won't run away. God. I'll give you another blowjob. Please don't tie me up anymore. I hate it." "Amy. I'll try to make it comfortable for you. Okay?" Tears welled up in her eyes. She was really tired. Mood swings. I had to get these girls some sleep before they became completely unpredictable. She bit her lower lip, such a feminine thing, choked back the tears that had threatened when she didn't get everything she wanted. She silently nodded in resignation. Her face brightened a bit as she again realized that she was going to get to sleep in a bed again. Even if she was tied up. Finally, the women finished drying off, their bodies glowing. I resisted the impulse to use them and gently guided them towards the bedroom. I opened the door quietly. Christi was sitting up on the bed. Awake. Pulling weakly at the cuffs holding her wrists and ankles. Jane was still snoring in the chair. Christi's eyes opened wider as she saw the two radiant girls precede me into the bedroom. I dropped to the bed, releasing her cuffs. Christi kissed me full on the mouth, whispering "Good morning". I whispered my reply not wanted to wake Jane yet. "Good morning, sleepy head." Christi slipped off the bed and knelt quietly on the floor as I motioned Amy and Elizabeth over to the bed. Amy flopped down, her eyes questioning. I had her put her wrists in front of her and I wrapped them with some softer rope; lashing them together. Not tight, but inescapable. She pulled a bit against the bindings, but didn't complain. I did the same to her ankles. A quick lashing, probably not uncomfortable considering what she had put up with previously. As I finished with her ankles, I looked up at her face. The girl was already fast asleep. Her breasts rising and falling with her shallow breathing. I gently rolled her over to one side of the bed. Her sleeping body not resisting. I tied Elizabeth the same way. Wrists and ankles. Not unbearably tight. Set her head at the foot of the bed, opposite to Amy. She lay her head down, her red hair flowing around her head. She closed her eyes murmuring, "Good night." I touched Christi's arm and she rose to her feet. I guided her silently out of the room of sleeping, bound, and nude women and closed the door quietly behind us. _________________________________________________________ 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 |