Message-ID: <43722asstr$1059783014@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Message-ID: <20030801180220.5530.qmail@nym.alias.net> From: Crimson Dragon X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 1 Aug 2003 18:02:20 -0000 Subject: {ASSM} (New) Dawn of Time [135/157] (MF+, bond, control) {Crimson Dragon} Date: Fri, 1 Aug 2003 20:10:14 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, hecate -----BEGIN PGP SIGNED MESSAGE----- ==================================================================== Author's Shortened Preface: ==================================================================== 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 ==================================================================== Dawn of Time - Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com) Chapter 135 ==================================================================== (C) Copyright 2002 - All Rights Reserved Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com) ==================================================================== Dawn stared in confusion at where the girls had stood. Crystal, Wade, Danielle and Pamela were simply gone, like a puff of wind disperses smoke. The handcuffs that had held them swung silently, still wrapped around the safety railing to which they'd been secured, and the ropes that had held Danielle and Crystal's ankles lay inert upon the ground. Leigh, Andrea, Monique and Nicole still knelt quietly in their assigned places, and Kate still hung weary against the pillar, but the new girls were gone, as if they'd never existed. "Where ..." Dawn whispered. His voice came from behind her right ear, close and intimate. "They're back in their seats, panties back where they began, around their hips, watching as the Clones begin their attack." Dawn spun slowly, her eyes wide. "You sent them back?" He nodded. "Safe and sound. They'll never remember this place. Not the sex. Not the pain. Not even the taste of their own panties. Scout's honour." She doubted if he'd ever been a boy scout, though he obviously knew his knots. "That easy?" He shrugged. She didn't know whether to interpret that as a shrug of affirmation, or a shrug of denial. She shivered. She hadn't even sensed when he'd released them. When she'd stood up, with his help, at the top of the escalator, the girls had hung here, naked and moaning. When she'd looked up from her runners, at the base of the staircase, the girls were gone. She sighed, not understanding, and simply watched as he moved around her and crouched near Leigh. Idly, she wondered if he could sense her, like a bird can sense the cat. What might happen if she stepped forward, aiming her runner at the back of his head? She sighed again. She wouldn't attack him -- couldn't risk it. Not yet. She needed to know more. She took a step backward, noting that he stiffened at the sound of her runners against the marble, but then he bent back towards Leigh, his hand and fingers working quietly behind her back. Dawn hoped that he wasn't tightening her bonds. <---===***===---> The girls didn't rise from their knees, even after their arms were freed. Leigh knelt quietly with an expression of resignation upon her face. Dawn watched the girl, as her lips began to curl in a grimace of pain that quickly spiralled into an expression of agony. The girl struggled to hold still, even her fingertips quivering with effort resting on her thighs. "Ahhhhhh," Leigh moaned. Dawn glanced at him, and he nodded to her. Dawn stepped forward, crouching in front of Leigh. To the side, she was aware of the others, slowly falling into the same pattern as Leigh. Andrea began to moan, and Monique followed but a moment later, her voice quickly rising in a scream resembling that of a cat in pain. Nicole, alone, seemed to be able to suffer whatever agony had been inflicted upon them. Dawn envisioned electric implants, perhaps deep inside shooting sparks into their nerves. She could see the pain in Nicole's eyes, but the girl merely pressed her lips together and bore it silently. "What's wrong," Dawn whispered. She wished fervently that her hands were free. She wanted to gather the naked girl into her arms and stroke her. Leigh looked up, as if surprised to see Dawn there. Instead of answering, she hissed. "It's you. Oh, God, it's you." Dawn recoiled as if stung, misunderstanding the words. She backed away, sure that somehow her proximity was causing the girl's agony. Leigh shook her head, and cried out weakly. "Pins. And. Needles. Our arms. They've been tied like that since this morning. Christ." And suddenly, Dawn knew, her own arms tingling in an approximation of Leigh's pain. When the ropes had released, Leigh's nerves had awakened after a long slumber, driving bolts of lightning into her arms. Kate had screamed, too, when he'd untied her arms, and Dawn hadn't understood. Oh, God, he'd moved Kate's arms relentlessly tying her to the pillar, even as her nerves had awakened, and she had screamed. Dawn moaned. After a few minutes, Leigh began to settle, and she slowly raised her head, tears shining in her eyes. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "For what?" Dawn had settled into a cross-legged pose in front of Leigh, helplessly watching as the girls worked through their internal discomfort. It would ease for all of them, like it did when one slept awkwardly on her arm, and discovered in the middle of the night, not an arm, but a dead piece of wood attached to her shoulder. Eventually, the pain absorbed into relative normalcy. "Sorry that you got dragged into this. You were free, weren't you?" Dawn felt tears well up, but she willed them back. Slowly, she nodded. It wasn't the girls' fault she was handcuffed here. Not at all. It was ironic really. If it weren't for her, Dawn mused, Leigh probably wouldn't have been tied like she was, her pain used to drive her out. She couldn't find the words to express her thoughts. Not without crying herself. "I'm sorry," Leigh repeated. Her eyes then dropped back to her knees, as Dawn felt a light touch upon her shoulder. The Timeman had come to collect her. <---===***===---> "Water. And whatever candy bars you find." "Steal them?" Leigh asked lightly. "Do you have any money?" The girl shook her head slowly, and then began to walk away, towards the escalator. Dawn watched as the naked girl's feet whispered across the marble, dodging nimbly around frozen shoppers, and protuding benches. What was preventing her from running? The ropes had been removed from her arms, and she was relatively pain free. The Timeman wasn't levelling that damn gun at her back. The other girls watched her disappear up the corridor. Even after she was out of sight, Dawn could sense her, walking more slowly after she rounded the corner, her smaller tennis ball spinning steadily as she moved away. Dawn was about to turn and ask him what kept Leigh from running, but it came to her before the question passed her lips. Consequences. Even when free, the girl wasn't. Her range of motion was limited to whatever he allowed her, freezing and unfreezing her world to allow her motion, or restricting it to keep her close. Idly, Dawn wished it was so easy for her, but would she use it the way he did? She didn't think so, but absolute power ... She shivered. It wasn't the only reason that Leigh would return. Innately, somehow, the Timeman understood this, even more than his control over her physical world. Even if Leigh were as free as Dawn was, in terms of controlling her own time bubble, she would no sooner abandon the girls to the Timeman, than she would kill her own mother. Leigh would return with what he'd asked of her, as surely as the sun set in the west and rose in the east. To abandon Kate, to abandon Andrea, to abandon Nicole and Monique unthinkable. Dawn felt it tug at her own heart. She might escape, but she wouldn't. No more than Leigh would. Everyone was silent, except for the occasional sigh from Kate. The patter of bare feet brought Dawn's head up, as Leigh rounded the corner, Leigh's eyes bright and happy, the expression almost of a child who had completed a task. In her arms, against her bare breasts, she cradled a mound of chocolate bars, and three bottles of Evian water, condensation dotting the clear plastic. She bent as she approached, and Dawn had the crazy image that the girl was bowing. The food tumbled from her arms to lay in a disorganised heap in the middle of the bench to which Kate had been formerly leashed. Leigh backed away, and returned to her position. She didn't kneel, but stood easily, her hands brushing at her naked thighs. When the Timeman didn't move from his position, leaning against another pillar, Leigh caught his eye. "Please, can we eat and drink? Please?" He laughed softly, and tilted his head in a silent question. "It's been a hard morning," Leigh said. Her admission that he'd managed to tax them seemed to pain her further. "We're hungry and thirsty. I'll beg you, if you wish." He waved her off, and she bowed her head. Dawn wasn't sure, but she thought that the girl might be silently weeping, her bare shoulders shaking slightly. "It's inhumane," Dawn said quietly. "Why won't you let her eat?" He smiled and pushed himself from the pillar. He approached Dawn, and she willed herself to stand there, not backing away from him. He might slap her, or strike her more forcefully for impertinence, for all she knew. She cringed, but gently, he merely touched her shoulder. Obediently, she turned herself around, presenting her denim clad bottom to him. She felt his fingers slide down her sleeve and then almost caress her bound wrists. A click reached her ears, and suddenly she was free again, her hands parted, and she brought them in front of her, inspecting her fingers. It felt nearly deliciously good to be free of the cuffs. She massaged her wrists slowly. Faint red marks upon her skin reflected where the steel had held her. She turned to him, forgetting for a moment his refusal to let the other girls eat. "Thank-you," she said. He nodded, acknowledging her. "They can eat after Kate. Kate needs the energy more." "Are you going to release her?" "In a while. For now, you can feed her. She needs to eat more than she needs to be free of the ropes." Dawn swallowed, and stared at him, her eyes questioning. He nodded once, and she nearly ran to the bench, gathered a bottle of water, and a hersey milk chocolate bar. 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